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Tear It Up Lyrics

[B.G.]
Baby gangsta got an A.K.
With 50 shots for that a**
We play it raw on V.L.
If you lame you can't last
No hesitation in my ??? is to blast
Any false move will leave a n**** on their back
Wodie I'm young but strictly bout my cash
f*** petty check I want it in thousand dollar stash
I'm a n**** that's on the grind for six figures
I'm a chilla but bring me out my back I'm always splita
You kill me it really don't matter to lil B.Geezy
It's cool whoa I'm waitin' to see my n**** L.t***y
No bullshittin' I f*** b****** by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the Expedition
Me and Lil Wayne keep it real like we supposed to
It's a few n***** carros (???) that i get close to
Any other I put a slug above their shoulder
It ain't no secret I represent uptown soldiers

[Lil Wayne]

Now I be gettin' down and dirty from the U.P.T.
n**** try to test bless his soul he rest in peace
You mess with me and you will see how messy it be
Lil Wayne hat tipped d***ies fall to my feet
I done went a lot of places
The same n**** that be jumpin' out some cases
Yes I pull up in my Compresser (Mmm-hmm)
You seen me earlier in the Lexus
That's how we do it
What, got something against me and my cash money brothers
Yeah I thought but n**** know that I'm a young head buster
I come to tear this mother...Don't say that
I keep it real like a mamasita don't play that
What's happenin' Shipa (???)
Hot Boy gangsta rap writer
I write your crew when you spit but my beats tighter
My n**** Fresh come with tracks that'll move you
He hit you with the *erre-check-erre-check* One-Two
(Ha Ha)
Now wait what where my guns at
Where all my n***** who ready to bust back
Now check this look:
I don't think you n***** ripped ever what I can bring
20 or 30 bullets close range to your frame
This h-o-t-b-o-y-u-p-t be where I'm found
*inhales* Smoke on a pound and come to tear your
neighborhood down
Look here neggey you think you really ready?
No, I hit make 'em sick like a *choghs* bad cold
Lil Doogey and I ride the 4 by 4 shh
n**** I'm too fast you can't slow my roll What
[Mannie Fresh]

Whoa Kemosabe, Big ballin is my hobby
2 b****** in the room 2 b****** in the lobby
Baby what!? Tear this m*********** up
You don't want it in your mouth put it in your b***
Breathe it up like town
I represent down
7 ward n**** with a mean-mug frown
Knock a b**** out, then wake a b**** up
Then knock a b**** out again
Y'all pick the b**** up
I ask a b**** like Mia
How the f*** you gonna see a
Bad a** mad a** captain b**** beater (MMMM)
What's the difference between me and your pipes
Please, 20 G's you d*** suckin' morphodites
I got the brand new car the Downtown Superstar
Saint Bernard to DeVille n**** you know who i are
Project p*****, scatter site wrecker
Comin' out your 'Bauds hoes y'all wait a second
How the f*** you gonna kill this
These b****** love the willist (realist)
Ask your pa who the man (Mannie in old man's voice)
I ain't gonna lie, he the realist
[Lil Wayne]

Y'all n***** ain't ready for us
Get your guns up
We come and tear it up (what)
Y'all n***** ain't ready for us
Get your guns up
We come and tear it up (what)
These n***** ain't ready for us (huh)
Y'all n***** ain't ready for us (what)
These n***** ain't ready for us
6 figures hot boys cash money brothers (uh-uh)
These n***** ain't ready for us (what)
These n***** ain't ready for us
We come to (what)
Put your guns up
We come to (what)
Tear this mother up (huh)
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