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Tear it up, tear it up,
Tear it up, tear it up,
Tear it up, it up, yo
Here we go now, we go

So don't me tear it up
You know I don't a fuck
And I here to shake things up
But I got my on my gun

So don't 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

I beat the pussy up Ying-Yang
Put it right through like Ching-Chang, you know I her shit bang
You know I don't a motherfuck about your first name
I wanna lock that ass like a motherfucking chain

Tear it up, up and throw it up
And tear up the floor like you give a fuck
I know you got heels on, I know what y'all on
They us riding dirtier than their bumping Camillion

I got a bounty on my head for reppin' undead
Because I'm freakin' on your sister and I'm her friend
And what the fuck you
I'm to make 'em sweat like a motherfuckin' track meet

J-D-O-G, I got your on a leash
I got her feinin', the whole crowd's
Shake it like a Fuck you HU crew
We don't give a fuck, What?

So make me tear it up
You know I don't give a
And I ain't here to things up
But I got my on my gun

So make me tear it up
You I don't give a fuck
And I ain't here to things up
But I got my on my gun

Shake it a what? Fuck you
Shake it like a what? you
Shake it a what? Fuck you
it like a what? Fuck you

No, I a gangsta, don't pack a pistol
Motherfuckers keep runnin' mouth, catch a fistful
Guided a missile from two bottles of Jack
That I drank in the back of an '88

It's Johnny 3, sees what Johnny needs
Johnny breathes weed, still Johnny see anything
Johnny buys drink, Johnny winks and thinks
circles dance floor like roller rink

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
Wanna see you booze, yeah, 'til you puke it

See bitch, grab ass, get to the mat
Slap back, get thrown out the
Watch your back through the backdoor, back to the floor
Gotta get my, gotta, gotta get more

So don't make me it up
You know I don't a fuck
And I ain't to shake things up
But I got my on my gun

So don't make me it up
You I don't give a fuck
And I here to shake things up
But I got my on my gun

Hell yeah, motherfucker, it up
it up, focus 3, fuck you Jeff Peters
Fuck you, Mike Reneau, up in this bitch
You gotta it down, fuck, yeah