Soulja Boy - Tear It Up Lyricslast gang in this mother fucker!money, power,you already know!tell my friends that the wait is overlast gang, bitch we’re taking over!… little.. akka soldierso much money in my pockets, bitch i thought i told ya!blast! now blast gang on the bismoright pockets i ain’t seen, nogot a luck form the west to the east coastswitch your… and the cush, that’ how we smokei hit the.. spit the g todaycash down like i ain’t need…nigger talking like busy…trying to count my pockets like busy ait’s not a question if…fifteen when i dove in the rap gametwo straps cut.. like…niggers ask me what’s the word, bitches blast…chorus:gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upgonna tear it upyeah, boy i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upbitch we gonna tear it up!yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upyeah we gonna tear it upi snap back on some customs shitthese other niggers are some busta shit!i swear i’m broke, nigger make me sickthis way niggers are so arrogantand they couldn’t find a residencegot a young nigger feeling like the presidentevery time i try, the niggers copy mei swear to got the niggers are watching me!i ain’t… so i ain’t knocking meon everything i love ain’t no stopping meyeah, last gang…..i don’t spin like....spill about ten ….when the smoke clears, the young niggers still hereblast gang, need a damn pill!chorus:gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upgonna tear it upyeah, boy i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upbitch we gonna tear it up!yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upyeah we gonna tear it upi heard him talking soldier boy yeah i’m flashing itbut keep your mouth closed if you’re talking..just to match my figuressand the blast gang still blast stillto the eddy that’s…let ‘em blew diamonds like mariohomie, bitch whore ain’t…the world is mine, bitch i want it all!haters access get deniedon 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 signi got .. thoughts in my mindlike forty million that i can’t touchany place, any time, nigger hell with!chorus:gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upgonna tear it upyeah, boy i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upbitch we gonna tear it up!yeah, boy i’m gonna tear it upyeah boy, i’m gonna tear it upyeah we gonna tear it up