Tear It Up
Straight out of ATL
We got Yung Wun, choppin' that thing, baby
Swizz Beatz, Full Surface
Bounce, bounce
When I'm drunk in the club, I might just start some shit
Block party in the hood, I might just start some shit
Underground downtown, I might just start some shit
Give me the keys to the city, I'ma lock this bitch
They ain't gon' take me alive and you can bet that
Hit 'em where the chest at, hit 'em where the neck at
Show me where the rest at
They in the same building livin' like a mess pack
Four miles from where the deck at, bet that, shawty
You and me gonna ride over to the other side
It's time these motherfuckers die
First make a prank call and get the kids out the house
I ain't tryna kill no kids, but I'ma turn they lights out
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Mississippi motherfucker, pop a dick in your mouth
South side 'til I die, smokin' dro in this drought
I make a bitch give me money then I'm kickin' her out
I spit game to your wife, then we robbin' your house
Y'all niggas love that way that we grippin' the grain
If you got it and I want it, I ain't callin' your name
Just lay it down, fuck boy, like I'm ballin', G
You get your chest in your lap, bitch, for fuckin' with me
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
You might catch me at the Rose Bowl game, in a four-door Range
With a rose gold chain wrapped around my neck
Or I might be flashin' in a white G-wagon
With my arm out the window, grippin' a TEC, dog
Get it right, I got Houston on lock
I get it right, I switch the lights every time I buy a drop, homie
You got Swizz on the beat, I gotta come with the heat
It's David Banner, Yung Wun, and F-L-I-P
Get it crunk in this thang, now set it off in this thang
We sippin' the lean by the bar, they know we drunk in this thang
Get it crunk in this thang, now set it off in this thang
We sippin' the lean by the bar, they know we drunk in this thang
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
We got Yung Wun, choppin' that thing, baby
Swizz Beatz, Full Surface
Bounce, bounce
When I'm drunk in the club, I might just start some shit
Block party in the hood, I might just start some shit
Underground downtown, I might just start some shit
Give me the keys to the city, I'ma lock this bitch
They ain't gon' take me alive and you can bet that
Hit 'em where the chest at, hit 'em where the neck at
Show me where the rest at
They in the same building livin' like a mess pack
Four miles from where the deck at, bet that, shawty
You and me gonna ride over to the other side
It's time these motherfuckers die
First make a prank call and get the kids out the house
I ain't tryna kill no kids, but I'ma turn they lights out
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Mississippi motherfucker, pop a dick in your mouth
South side 'til I die, smokin' dro in this drought
I make a bitch give me money then I'm kickin' her out
I spit game to your wife, then we robbin' your house
Y'all niggas love that way that we grippin' the grain
If you got it and I want it, I ain't callin' your name
Just lay it down, fuck boy, like I'm ballin', G
You get your chest in your lap, bitch, for fuckin' with me
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
You might catch me at the Rose Bowl game, in a four-door Range
With a rose gold chain wrapped around my neck
Or I might be flashin' in a white G-wagon
With my arm out the window, grippin' a TEC, dog
Get it right, I got Houston on lock
I get it right, I switch the lights every time I buy a drop, homie
You got Swizz on the beat, I gotta come with the heat
It's David Banner, Yung Wun, and F-L-I-P
Get it crunk in this thang, now set it off in this thang
We sippin' the lean by the bar, they know we drunk in this thang
Get it crunk in this thang, now set it off in this thang
We sippin' the lean by the bar, they know we drunk in this thang
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Tear it up, let me see you tear it up
All across the board we gon' tear it up
Keep on bouncin' 'til the beat cut off
We gon' rock this motherfucker 'til the wheels come off
Credits
Writer(s): James L. Anderson, Luis Matos, Donald E. Fletcher, Weldon Dean Parks, Wesley E. Weston, Hal Davis, Lavell W. Crump, Jasper Tremaine Cameron, Dallas L. Austin, Earl Simmons
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