Tear it up, tear it up yeah Tear it up, tear it up yeah Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go
So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun
I beat the ************* up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You know I make her *************t bang You know I don't give a mother************* about your first name I wanna lock that ass like a mother******g chain-gang Tear it up, stand up and throw it up And tear up the floor like you don't give a ************* I know you got heels on I know what y'all feel on They caught us ridin' dirtier than their bumpin' Camillion
I got a bounty on my head, just for reppin' Undead Because I'm freakin' on your sister And I'm grindin her friend And what the ************* you think? I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat like a mother******' track meet J-D-O-G, I got your girl on a leash I got her feenin and the whole crowd's screamin' Shake it like a what? ************* you! HU crew! We don't give a *************, What? What?
So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun
Shake it like a what? ************* you! Shake it like a what? ************* you! Shake it like a what? ************* you! Shake it like a what? ************* you!
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't pack a pistol Mother******s keep runnin' out Mother******s catch a fistful Guided like a missile from two bottles of Jack That I drank in the back of an '88 Cadillac It's Johnny Three Johnny sees what Johnny needs Johnny breathes ****** still, Johnny don't see anything! Johnny buys drink Johnny winks and Johnny thinks Johnny circles dance floor like roller rink Jump up down down in the H-town get down To the sound that's bound To make the mother******g crowd loud Wanna see you move, yeah move to the music Wanna see you booze, yeah booze 'til you puke it See *************, grab ass get smacked to the mat (*************!) Slap back, get thrown out the back Watch your back through the back door Back to the dance floor Gotta gotta get my, gotta gotta get more
So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun
Hell yeah mother******! Turn it up Turn it up, focus 3 ************* you, Jeff Peters ************* you, Mike Reneau Gangstas up in this ************* You gotta write it down ************* yeah!
Hollywood Undead - Tear it up
Tear it up, tear it up yeah Tear it up, tear it up yeah Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go
So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun
I beat the ************* up like Ying-Yang Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You know I make her *************t bang You know I don't give a mother************* about your first name I wanna lock that ass like a mother******g chain-gang Tear it up, stand up and throw it up And tear up the floor like you don't give a ************* I know you got heels on I know what y'all feel on They caught us ridin' dirtier than their bumpin' Camillion
I got a bounty on my head, just for reppin' Undead Because I'm freakin' on your sister And I'm grindin her friend And what the ************* you think? I'm tryin' to make 'em sweat like a mother******' track meet J-D-O-G, I got your girl on a leash I got her feenin and the whole crowd's screamin' Shake it like a what? ************* you! HU crew! We don't give a *************, What? What?
So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun
Shake it like a what? ************* you! Shake it like a what? ************* you! Shake it like a what? ************* you! Shake it like a what? ************* you!
No, I ain't a gangsta, don't pack a pistol Mother******s keep runnin' out Mother******s catch a fistful Guided like a missile from two bottles of Jack That I drank in the back of an '88 Cadillac It's Johnny Three Johnny sees what Johnny needs Johnny breathes ****** still, Johnny don't see anything! Johnny buys drink Johnny winks and Johnny thinks Johnny circles dance floor like roller rink Jump up down down in the H-town get down To the sound that's bound To make the mother******g crowd loud Wanna see you move, yeah move to the music Wanna see you booze, yeah booze 'til you puke it See *************, grab ass get smacked to the mat (*************!) Slap back, get thrown out the back Watch your back through the back door Back to the dance floor Gotta gotta get my, gotta gotta get more
So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun So don't make me tear it up You know I don't give a ************* And I ain't here to shake things up But I got my hand on my gun
Hell yeah mother******! Turn it up Turn it up, focus 3 ************* you, Jeff Peters ************* you, Mike Reneau Gangstas up in this ************* You gotta write it down ************* yeah!
