Tear It Up - Big Tymers, B.G., Lil Wayne

Baby gangsta got an A. K

With 50 shots for that ass

We play it raw on V. L

If you lame you can’t last

No hesitation in my trigger finger to blast

Any false move will leave a nigga on their back

Wodie I’m young but strictly bout my cash

Fuck petty check I want it in thousand dollar stacks

I’m a nigga that’s on the grind for six figures

I’m a chilla but bring me out my bad 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 nigga L. Teezy

No bullshittin' I fuck bitches 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 niggas in Carrollton that I get close to

Any other I put a slug above their shoulder

It ain’t no secret I represent uptown soldiers

Now I be gettin' down and dirty from the U.P.T

Nigga 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 Dickies fall to my feet

I done wet a lot of places

The same nigga that be jumpin' out suitcases

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 floss but niggas know that I’m a young head buster

I come to tear this mother… Don't say that

I keep it real like a man, Ms Citha don’t play that

What’s happenin' Shipa (???)

Hot Boy gangsta rap writer

Alright you cool when you spit but my beats tighter

My nigga 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 niggas who ready to bust back

Now check this look:

I don’t think you niggas 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

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

Nigga I’m too fast you can’t slow my roll What

Whoa Kemosabe, Big ballin is my hobby

2 bitches in the room 2 bitches in the lobby

Baby what?!

Tear this motherfucker up

You don’t want it in your mouth put it in your butt

Breathe it up like town

I represent down

7 ward nigga with a mean-mug frown

Knock a bitch out, then wake a bitch up

Then knock a bitch out again

Y’all pick the bitch up

I ask a bitch like Mia

How the fuck you gonna see a

Bad ass mad ass captain bitch beater (MMMM)

What’s the difference between me and your pipes

Please, 20 G’s you dick suckin' morphodites

I got the brand new car the Downtown Superstar

Saint Bernard to DeVille nigga you know who I are

Project pecker, scatter site wrecker

Comin' out your 'Bauds hoes y’all wait a second

How the fuck you gonna kill this

These bitches love the willist (realist)

Ask your pa who the man (Mannie in old man’s voice)

I ain’t gonna lie, he the realist

Y’all niggas ain’t ready for us

Get your guns up

We come and tear it up (what)

Y’all niggas ain’t ready for us

Get your guns up

We come and tear it up (what)

These niggas ain’t ready for us (huh)

Y’all niggas ain’t ready for us (what)

These niggas ain’t ready for us

6 figures hot boys cash money brothers (uh-uh)

These niggas ain’t ready for us (what)

These niggas ain’t ready for us

We come to (what)

Put your guns up

We come to (what)

Tear this mother up (huh)