Tear It Up Hollywood Undead

[Intro: Da Kurlzz]
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

[Chorus: Deuce]
So don't make me tear it up
You know I don't give a fuck
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 fuck
And I ain't here to shake things up
But I got my hand on my gun

[Verse 1: J-Dog]
I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang
Put it right thurr like Ching-Chang, you know I make our shit bang
You know I don't give a motherfuck about your first name
I wanna lock that ass like a motherfucking chain-gang
Tear it up, stand up and throw it up
And tear up the floor like you don't give a fuck
I know you got heels on, I know what you're feeling
They caught us riding dirtier, and they're bumping Chamillion
I got a bounty on my head jut for repping Undead
Because I'm freaking on your sister and I'm grinding her friend
And what the fuck you think?
I'm trying to make 'em sweat like a motherfucking track meet
J-D-O-G, I got your girl on the leash
I got her fiending and the whole crowd's screaming
Shake it like a what? Fuck you!
HU crew! We don't give a fuck! What? What?