เนื้อเพลง Tear It up - Big Tymers

{B.G.}
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 ??? is to blast
Any false move will leave a n*gga on their back
Wodie I'm young but strictly bout my cash
F*ck petty check I want it in thousand dollar stash
I'm a n*gga 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*gga L.Teezy
No bullsh*ttin' I f*ck b*tches 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*ggas 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*gga 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*ckies fall to my feet
I done went a lot of places
The same n*gga 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*gga 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*gga 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*ggas who ready to bust back
Now check this look:
I don't think you n*ggas 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*gga I'm too fast you can't slow my roll What

{Mannie Fresh}

Whoa Kemosabe, Big ballin is my hobby
2 b*tches in the room 2 b*tches in the lobby
Baby what!? Tear this motherf*cker up
You don't want it in your mouth put it in your b*tt
Breathe it up like town
I represent down
7 ward n*gga with a mean-mug frown
Knock a b*tch out, then wake a b*tch up
Then knock a b*tch out again
Y'all pick the b*tch up
I ask a b*tch like Mia
How the f*ck you gonna see a
Bad ass mad ass captain b*tch beater (MMMM)
What's the difference between me and your pipes
Please, 20 G's you d*ck s*ckin' morphodites
I got the brand new car the Downtown Superstar
Saint Bernard to DeVille n*gga you know who i are
Project pecker, scatter site wrecker
Comin' out your 'Bauds hoes y'all wait a second
How the f*ck you gonna kill this
These b*tches 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*ggas ain't ready for us
Get your guns up
We come and Tear It up (what)
Y'all n*ggas ain't ready for us
Get your guns up
We come and tear it up (what)
These n*ggas ain't ready for us (huh)
Y'all n*ggas ain't ready for us (what)
These n*ggas ain't ready for us
6 figures hot boys cash money brothers (uh-uh)
These n*ggas ain't ready for us (what)
These n*ggas ain't ready for us
We come to (what)
Put your guns up
We come to (what)
Tear this mother up (huh)