Lyrics Tear It Up - Lloyd , Young Jeezy
Jeezy?...
What
up.
Where
u
at?
Shit
I'm
in
tha
hood
where
u
think
I'm
at
man
ya
kno,
shit...
Still
commin
ova?
Eh
man
what
I
tell
ya
earlier
man
I'll
be
through
there
man.
Uhh,
I've
been
watin
for
ya
since
u
left
me...
Sss,
that's
how
you
feel?
Hum
hum
hum,
Yea...
Red
dogs
hit
my
trap
Got
me
four
a
half
a
song
Been
trapin'
all
day
Can't
wait
to
get
home
(I'ma
tear
that
pussy
up)
Shawty
in
the
bed
she
ain't
got
no
panties
on
Soon
as
I
hit
the
door
she
already
know
it's
on,
2 logs
2 shots
of
patron
Greygoose
got
her
loose
A
triple
stack
and
it's
on
talking
dirty
on
the
chirp
Getting
my
grown
man
on
Get
up
in
the
guts
You
know
it's
on
'til
the
morning
Got
one
baby
mama,
no
bitch,
no
wife
Like
pac,
ya
need
a
thug
in
your
life
(yea...)
A
young
nigga
to
straight
come
through
and
beat
it
up
Let
ya
man
be
the
freak,
he
can
eat
it
up
(ha
haa)
Shorty
got
that
fire
she
ain't
let
me
down
yet
(nope)
Got
a
Aquafina
flow,
call
it
wet
wet
(damnn)
Baby
good
with
her
mouth,
says
the
right
things
Got
a
head
on
her
shoulders,
she
does
the
right
things
(ha
haa)
She
a
bad
bitch,
ya'll
ready
know
Face
like
Trina,
and
an
ass
like
Jacki-o
(ohh)
Got
a
gangsta
on
a
mission
(mission)
Best
believe
I
know
all
the
right
positions
(that's
right.)
She
like
it
slow
from
the
front,
fast
from
the
back
(back)
Put
the
pound
game
on
her,
hit
her
from
the
back
(Yeah)
I'm
young
and
thuggin,
I
don't
give
a
fuck
He
can
make
love
to
you,
I'ma
beat
it
up...
Me
& shawty
in
the
coop,
Lord
knows
she's
a
star
(star)
For
some
strange
reason
she
likes
to
do
it
in
the
car
(damnn)
She
ain't
the
type
that
be
running
her
mouth
(nope)
So
I
keep
it
gangsta
with
her,
let
her
come
to
the
house
(eyy)
Let
her
play
madden
wit
slick,
when
we
in
the
bedroom
she
like
to
play
with
the
stick
(yeah...)
Know
just
how
to
handle
her
(how...)
No
amateur
baby,
I
got
stamina
(Yeah)
Jeezy
in
the
deck,
now
she
grindin
to
the
beat
(beat)
Legs
vibratin,
now
she
messin
up
my
sheets
(ha
haa)
Got
a
fist
full
of
hair,
and
a
fist
full
of
ass
(ass)
She
came
first,
I
came
last,
roll
tha
grass...(eyy)
We
pull
bad
hoes,
rip
them,
push
them
to
the
side
Cuz
real
players,
keep
reserves
when
its
clinch
time
Matter
fact,
my
bottom
bitch
love
to
ride
pine
She
know
when
daddy
leave
the
block,
that
its
cut
time
I'm
in
the
trenches,
getting
riches
wit
my
comrades
We
4 hoes
up,
like
slacks
in
the
player
path
Pretty
skin,
silky
hair,
plus
that
ass
fat
(uh
huh)
Fresh
kicks
on
your
feet,
ya
I'm
diggin
that
Slick
Canseco,
ya
boys
slingin
wood
bitch
You
want
that
straight
drop
dick
Come
to
the
hood
bitch
I
like
scout
them
ghetto
hoes
up
in
20
grand
Cuz
them
the
ones
be
wit
that
freaky
shit
man
2 drinks,
3 beans,
now
she
rollin
man
The
tool
in
her
throat
I'm
just
tonsil
patrollin
man
True
pro's
with
this
shit,
we
ain't
new
jacks
We
drill
hoes
and
switch
'em
up
like
fitted
caps
1 Thug Motivation 101
2 Standing Ovation
3 Gangsta Music
4 Let's Get It / Sky's the Limit
5 And Then What
6 Go Crazy
7 My Hood
8 Bottom of the Map
9 Get Ya Mind Right
10 Trap Star
11 Don't Get Caught
12 Soul Survivor
13 Trap or Die (feat. Bun B)
14 Tear It Up
15 That's How Ya Feel
16 Talk to Em
17 Air Forces
18 Go Crazy (Remix)
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