Tear It Up
Now everybody quite in this mug
Then look around
Ain't nobody fighting in this mug
Yeah we feeling and we got some drank in our cup
Got a mug on our face like we don't fuck
That's how I'm really feeling right now
Niggas running they mouth
Then it gonna go
I got strap in the building right now
One up top no lock
Full with hollow tip round
Just know we came to
Tear this mug up
And we deep in this bitch
And we all drunk as fuck
See we the type
That like to get crunk
Ain't no falling on the ground
Or you gonna get stomp
I guess this what we gonna end
Our night with
In the crowd throwing bows
On some hype shit
We going wild
All in a mosh pit
Just know my niggas down to start a riot
Can't believe
Got these people throwing elbows
Catch you slippin
They will stomp you
In they shell toes
They off that molly
Off that coke
Who hell know
Ain't our club anyway
Is what we yelling
We came to tear it up
Is what we all about
Shit is getting fucked up
Ain't no limit now
Nigga bout ready to buck
The bitchs scream and shout
Pigs trying to break it up can't control the crowd
Know that This ain't what You Want
My nigga hold it down
Know that we ready to bust
Bet it's on us now
We even knuckle up
Just know we knocking out
Everybody in yo crew
That's with out a dough
But we back to the ape shit
So fucked up shit faced
Should already know
It's no taming us
We about tear it up
No blaming us
Then look around
Ain't nobody fighting in this mug
Yeah we feeling and we got some drank in our cup
Got a mug on our face like we don't fuck
That's how I'm really feeling right now
Niggas running they mouth
Then it gonna go
I got strap in the building right now
One up top no lock
Full with hollow tip round
Just know we came to
Tear this mug up
And we deep in this bitch
And we all drunk as fuck
See we the type
That like to get crunk
Ain't no falling on the ground
Or you gonna get stomp
I guess this what we gonna end
Our night with
In the crowd throwing bows
On some hype shit
We going wild
All in a mosh pit
Just know my niggas down to start a riot
Can't believe
Got these people throwing elbows
Catch you slippin
They will stomp you
In they shell toes
They off that molly
Off that coke
Who hell know
Ain't our club anyway
Is what we yelling
We came to tear it up
Is what we all about
Shit is getting fucked up
Ain't no limit now
Nigga bout ready to buck
The bitchs scream and shout
Pigs trying to break it up can't control the crowd
Know that This ain't what You Want
My nigga hold it down
Know that we ready to bust
Bet it's on us now
We even knuckle up
Just know we knocking out
Everybody in yo crew
That's with out a dough
But we back to the ape shit
So fucked up shit faced
Should already know
It's no taming us
We about tear it up
No blaming us
Credits
Writer(s): David Paul Burlison, Dorsey W., Jr. Burnette, Johnny Burnette
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