Tear it up, tear it up, it up, tear it up, yeah Tear it up, it up, yo Here we go now, we go
So make me tear it up You know I don't a fuck And I ain't here to things up But I got my on my gun
So don't me tear it up You know I don't a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
I beat the pussy up Ying-Yang Put it right through like Ching-Chang, you I make her shit bang You know I don't give a motherfuck about your first I wanna lock that ass a motherfucking chain gang
Tear it up, up and throw it up And up the floor like you don't give a fuck I know you got on, I know what y'all feel on They caught us dirtier than their bumping Camillion
I got a bounty on my head just for undead Because I'm freakin' on your sister and I'm her friend And what the fuck you I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat like a track meet
J-D-O-G, I got your on a leash I got her feinin', the whole crowd's Shake it a what? Fuck you HU crew We don't a fuck, what? What?
So don't me tear it up You know I give a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
So make me tear it up You know I give a fuck And I ain't to shake things up But I got my on my gun
it like a what? Fuck you Shake it like a what? you Shake it like a Fuck you Shake it like a what? you
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't a pistol keep runnin' mouth, motherfuckers catch a fistful Guided like a from two bottles of Jack That I drank in the of an '88 Cadillac
It's Johnny 3, sees what Johnny needs Johnny breathes weed, still Johnny don't see buys drink, Johnny winks and Johnny thinks Johnny circles dance floor like roller
Jump up down, down in the H-tag, get To the sound that's bound, to make the crowd loud Wanna see you move, yeah, to the music see you booze, yeah, booze 'til you puke it
See bitch, grab ass, get to the mat Slap back, get thrown out the Watch your back through the backdoor, to the dance floor Gotta gotta get my, gotta, get more
So make me tear it up You I don't give a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
So don't me tear it up You know I give a fuck And I ain't here to shake up But I got my on my gun
yeah, motherfucker, turn it up Turn it up, 3, fuck you Jeff Peters you, Mike Reneau, gangstas up in this bitch You gotta write it down, fuck,