Tear It Up

Sick with it nigga, yeah

Ninth Ward, should of never woke me up

Bad nigga, can't stop

Can't fuck with me, look here

Popping pistols at random

When the smoke clears, I'll be the only nigga standing

I won't leave a witness, I'm a thug what you don't see the killa in my eyes

With this fire arm, sitting on my side

Been patiently waiting, for a victim to step out of the crowd

So I could prove, why they label me wild

I'm sick and psychotic I got a problem, I'm addicted to thugging

Fuck what you say, cause I ain't wanting for nothing look here

This for my gangsta ass niggaz, in the club

Throw up your set, if you a mo'fucking thug

You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz that's, still on the grind

Nothing but pussy, and money up on your mind

You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

I'm sick with mine, you could feel the heat in the flow

You see the crowd start to bucking, when I walk in the do'

I'm real with mine, nigga I ain't the one you should beef with

I keep's my bitch and, that ain't the one that I sleep with

Am I still a soldier, nah you could keep it

I'm a ninth Ward nigga, and that ain't no secret

Want me, to cross over

Understand, I still lay that I'm over

I'm use to capping the hood, on my shoulders

Ghetto representative, here's nothing colder here's nothing boulder

I was kept in the shade, didn't want me to shine

But I done broke the chains, and I'm back for what's mine

I done ditched the tank, and replaced it with a nine

If I die I'ma die, amongst my own kind

Nigga I'm from the Crescent, I'm bout whatever you thought

Make a move, and I'm blasting with no question

This for my gangsta ass niggaz, in the club

Throw up your set, if you a mo'fucking thug

You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz that's, still on the grind

Nothing but pussy, and money up on your mind

You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

This for my niggaz that's, still on the block

Fuck safety, keep the mo'fucker cocked

You got a thug nigga wit ya, I'm hoping you get the picture

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

And to my niggaz locked down, Mac-A-Don and see

I can't wait for the day, that they tell me you free

So until your lawyers tell me, that your cases are won

I'ma keep the fire burning, like it's 'spose to be done

Fuck my past, you better keep a eye on my future

Bringing the competition, that these rappers ain't use to

Making the type of statement, that these rappers'll work from

If you think I'm scared, you don't know where I come from

I'm use to getting packages, by the lump some

I ain't hard to find, I'm in the 9 if you want some

Teflon Don, pistol grip pump

Crazy glued to my palm, better sound the alarms

Tear it up (come on, tear it up nigga)

Tear it up (come on, tear it up nigga)

Tear it up (come on, tear it up nigga)

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

Tear it up (come on, tear it up nigga)

Tear it up (come on, tear it up nigga)

Tear it up (come on, tear it up nigga)

We could tear this mo'fucking club up

Look here, who gon' keep you rocking like I do

Who gon' keep you bobbing like I do

Who gon' keep it real like I do m-m, ain't nobody gon' do what I do

Wha-wha-wha-wha-what you wan' do

Ain't nobody gon' do what I do, ain't nobody gon' do what I do