Letras Re-up - Gucci Mane, Young Scooter, Young Dolph

Re-up

Yeah, that boy Gucci\nGot my nigga block in this bitch\nEast Atlanta’s finest\nE.C.T South!\nEarly in the morning Nigga Imma be up\nImma be up, Imma be up;\nCall Block or Gucci Mane when it’s time to re-up\nIt’s time to re-up It’s time to re-up;\n7: 30 in the morning, Nigga we gon' be up\nWe gon' be up, we gon' be up;\nCall Block or Gucci Mane when it’s time to re-up\nIt’s time to re-up, it’s time to re-up;\nBoys what it do?\nNigga getcha g’s up\nDope man bitch!\nCall me Mr. Re-Up\nThe kitchen smells like fish, the fish scale dog\n1000 Grams at a time on the Digiscale ow!\n.45 Mac\nRubber band stacks\nSpent a? a mill wit Papi watch how fast I get it back\nThe dope boys love me\nTaught’em how to cook\nYou whip it real hard, cold water, let it drop\nThe dope man bitch!\nSold bricks, sold rocks\n100 thousand dollars, fell like I shot a cop\nThe dope man bitch!\nSold grams, sold white\nCook the work 10 minutes\nFiends gave me 5 pipes\nNew York nigga’s love how I work that turn pipe\nGot Micheal Jackson yay\nPowder 10, but it cook white\nI don’t get nervous when I ride them highways\nDope man bitch!\nEveryday is my birthday!\nI got the city on lock!\nHave you ever seen a? million dollars in a Nike shoe box?\nI can show you how to trap!\n100 grand worth of cap\nAnd I pray that my phone ain’t tapped!\nNigga buy for the smell of it\nBought a hard top 6 and I sat it on spree’s for the hell of it\n7 on the dot!\nGot some cain and its jumping out the pot!\nI’m in the game so I give it all I got\nTo a million dollar spot\nI got a rainbow Range same color as lean\nWit the matching rims on it, man that bitch so clean\nGotta skittle Drop Jag and a fruity Chevelle\nIf I drop the top back, bubble kush you gon' smell\nEvery flip I cop another whip\nEvery trap I cop another chain\nEvery play I cop another tool\nWhat these nigga’s know bout Gucci Mane?\nNotta damn thang!\nI’m icy, something like a polar bear\nWhen your girl give me brain better hold her hair\n100 Grand in the bag just to make you stare\nRe-up wit the man\nGucci Mane Lil’Flap\nGo with our rental cars\nUsed to serve hard to Mountain Park;\nNow I stand behind the burglar bars\nSay Lil’Breeze best smoke ya gars;\nI’m the hustler of the century\nWhen you think of money mention me\nI said my buddy get it to the key\nFrom Arkansas to Tennessee\nEvery Brick, Pill. And every «P»\nSome how it doesn’t come from me\nI’m on T. V gettin interviewed\nStill got them thangs in the intertubes\n8 grand for the good purp\nA t-shirt, under my t-shirt\nAye lock it up, that’s a bad word\nYou had to whip it till your wrist hurt\nYou shoulda holler’d at Gucci or Block\nGot’chu a dime to a? a block\nI’m knocked diamonds and I never stop\nDisturbing cocaine; duckin cops