Luyện nghe bài hát Rolly Up

Yeah, that boy
Got my block in this bitch
East finest
E.C.T South!

[Chorus: Gucci
Early in the morning Imma be up
Imma be up, be up;
Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to
It's time to re-up time to re-up;
7: 30 in the morning, we gon' be up
We gon' be up, we be up;
Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to
It's time to re-up, it's to re-up;

[Verse 1: Mann]
what it do?
Nigga g's up
man bitch!
me Mr.Re-Up
The kitchen smells like fish, the fish dog
1000 Grams at a time on the ow!
.45 Mac
Rubber stacks
a? a mill wit Papi watch how fast I get it back
The dope boys me
how to cook
You whip it real hard, water, let it drop
The man bitch!
bricks, sold rocks
100 thousand dollars, fell I shot a cop
The man bitch!
Sold grams, white
the work 10 minutes
Fiends me 5 pipes
New York nigga's how I work that turn pipe
Got Jackson yay
Powder 10, but it white
I don't get nervous I ride them highways
man bitch!
is my birthday!

[Verse 2: Mane]
I got the on lock!
Have you ever seen a? million in a Nike shoe box?
I can you how to trap!
100 worth of cap
And I pray that my ain't tapped!
Nigga buy for the of it
Bought a top 6 and I sat it on spree's for the hell of it
7 on the dot!
Got cain and its jumping out the pot!
I'm in the game so I it all I got
To a dollar spot
I got a rainbow Range color as lean
Wit the matching rims on it, man bitch so clean
skittle Drop Jag and a fruity Chevelle
If I drop the top back, bubble you gon' smell
Every I cop another whip
Every trap I cop chain
Every play I cop another
What these nigga's know bout Gucci
Notta thang!
I'm icy, something a polar bear
When your girl give me brain better her hair
100 Grand in the bag just to you stare
wit the man
Gucci Lil'Flap

[Verse 3: Mane]
Go with our rental
Used to hard to Mountain Park;
Now I behind the burglar bars
Say best smoke ya gars;
I'm the of the century
When you of money mention me
I my buddy get it to the key
From to Tennessee
Every Brick, Pill. And "P"
Some how it doesn't come me
I'm on T.V interviewed
got them thangs in the intertubes
8 grand for the purp
A t-shirt, under my
Aye it up, that's a bad word
You had to whip it your wrist hurt
You shoulda holler'd at Gucci or
Got'chu a dime to a? a
I'm knocked diamonds and I never
Disturbing duckin cops