Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tear It Up , by - Big Tymers. Release date: 31.12.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tear It Up |
| 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) |