Tone Loc - Tearin' It Up lyrics

(Verse 1: Dub Tre 6) Tearin it up with the squad Givin the b**hes the rod Kush got me higher than God Tearin it up with the sqaud Tearin it up, tearin it up, tearin it up with the squad Bout to burn this track like a microwave b**h It's Dub Tre 6 about to start this track off Got a lot of money i'm a motherf**ing boss Disrespect the squad and your about to take a loss Pray for my opponent, I'm not one you wanna cross I can spit hot sh** every single day If you don't talk cash I got nothin to say Am I Rich The Kid cause I got it that way Ain't no Xbox i'm not one you wanna play The 336, T-Vegas where i'm at Bout to blow up, put it on the f**in map Tearin it up so they don't know how to act It's Dub Tre 6 you better step the f** back (Verse 2: Str8 Fact$) Tearin it up with the squad 336 Gods Making fire tracks, you can hear the crowd applaud Sittin' 'round the crib, all here chillin But we ain't bout to settle til we steady making millions Murdering the beat, call me OJ Simpson Pa**ing through the doubters like DeShaun Watson, Clemson Dub Tre 6, homie that's my Day One If you're talking sh** we finna make you hit the hay, son Squad full of hittas, goons dropping like a ba** drum High Point born but T-Vegas raised me Who would ever thought i'd rap? This sh** is pretty crazy Youngins' on the come up, f**ing up the town b**hes pop up as soon as we come around I got me a baddy, she throwing that neck But if that sh** is weak she'll be writing up a check But if that head game good and that p**y real tight imma sit back and enjoy while I'm sipping dirty Sprite Straight Facts (Verse 3: Tone-Loc) Yeah we coming through deep You know I see you peep When I bust you better not leave Sweep you under my feet (?) on this VIE Go on and take a down seat I know you see this Margiela on me And this Louis on my a**, they fleek All these b**hes steady screaming "Tony!" Let the gas f**ing burn, and pa** that my way and let me get a turn Let the candle burn You know that i'm tearin it up, tearin it up Got this f**ing bank wad, got that f**ing money It ain't even funny Smashed your b**h, she crash dummy Got the gas and the muddy, mold em like some putty Yeah tearin it up with the squad, giving the b**hes the rod Tearin it up, tearin it up, tearin it up Catch a young n***a drifting on a quad Cause a young n***a f**ing b**hes squads Uh huh, I f**ed the whole squad I f**ed the whole squad (Verse 4: Big Map) Yeah, I just did ya whole squad Woah, that's a whole f**ing squad I do what I want cause I can Chasing money is the only plan She say "Big Map the man" Got that b**h wetter than a f**ing dam My gas sticky like some glue You know Big Map can't lose In the field doing work real hittas do And 5 PM is reserved for your boo T-Ville is where i'm f**ing at Big Map got your b**h on my lap Tommy on my waist so I don't sag Father figure so your daughter call me "dad" Yeah i'm tearing it up, woah, tearing it up, woah, yeah, tearing it up, woah, yeah (Verse 5: Tobby) I got a f**ing story, yeah, so n***a just listen It started when I was 12 when I first started pimpin' I would not cuff this b**h unless she look like London Tipton Had to get rid of her cause all she did was b**h and cash was enough so I moved up to the kitchen Cash flow up cause now i'm water whippin 12 watching hard so I ain't never slippin I got this f**in gas and you know it's f**in shifting