Soulja Boy Tell em - Tear It Up Lyrics

Last gang in this mother f*cker
Money, power,
You already know!
Tell my friends that the wait is over
Last gang, bitch we're taking over!
[?] little [?] a.k.a soldier
So much money in my pockets, bitch I thought I told ya!
Blast! now blast gang on the bismo
Right pockets I ain't seen, no
Got a luck form the west to the east coast
Switch your [?] and the cush, that's how we smoke
I hit the [?] spit the g today
Cash down like I ain't need [?]
Nigger talking like busy [?]
Trying to count my pockets like busy a
It's not a question if [?]
Fifteen when I dove in the rap game
Two straps cut [?] like [?]
Niggers ask me what's the word, bitches blast [?]

[Chorus:]
Gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Gonna tear it up
Yeah, boy I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Bitch we gonna tear it up
Yeah, boy I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah we gonna tear it up

I snap back on some customs shit
These other niggers are some busta shit!
I swear I'm broke, nigger make me sick
This way niggers are so arrogant
And they couldn't find a residence
Got a young nigger feeling like the president
Every time I try, the niggers copy me
I swear to got the niggers are watching me!
I ain't [?] so I ain't knocking me
On everything I love ain't no stopping me
Yeah, last gang [?]
[?] I don't spin like [?]
[?] spill about ten [?]
When the smoke clears, the young niggers still here
Blast gang, need a damn pill!

[Chorus:]
Gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Gonna tear it up
Yeah, boy I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Bitch we gonna tear it up
Yeah, boy I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah we gonna tear it up

I heard him talking soldier boy yeah I'm flashing it
But keep your mouth closed if you're talking
[?] just to match my figures
Sand the blast gang still blast still
To the eddy that's [?]
Let 'em blew diamonds like Mario
Homie, bitch whore ain't [?]
The world is mine, bitch I want it all!
Haters access get denied
On a red carpet, no [?]
All these rappers made me laugh looking [?]
In this morning I got [?]
Let 'em pray and I got back to the dollar sign
I got [?] thoughts in my mind
Like forty million that I can't touch
Any place, any time, nigger hell with!

[Chorus:]
Gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Gonna tear it up
Yeah, boy I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Bitch we gonna tear it up
Yeah, boy I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah boy, I'm gonna tear it up
Yeah we gonna tear it up