Luyện nghe bài hát Rolly Up

Yeah, that boy
Got my nigga block in this
Atlanta's finest
E.C.T South!

[Chorus: Gucci
in the morning Nigga Imma be up
Imma be up, be up;
Call Block or Gucci Mane when time to re-up
It's time to re-up It's time to
7: 30 in the morning, we gon' be up
We be up, we gon' be up;
Call Block or Gucci when it's time to re-up
It's to re-up, it's time 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 scale dog
1000 Grams at a on the Digiscale ow!
.45 Mac
Rubber band
Spent a? a mill wit watch how fast I get it back
The boys love me
how to cook
You whip it hard, cold water, let it drop
The man bitch!
Sold bricks, sold
100 thousand dollars, fell like I a cop
The man bitch!
Sold grams, sold
the work 10 minutes
Fiends me 5 pipes
New York nigga's love how I work turn pipe
Got Micheal yay
10, but it cook white
I get nervous when I ride them highways
man bitch!
is my birthday!

[Verse 2: Mane]
I got the on lock!
Have you ever seen a? million dollars in a Nike box?
I can you how to trap!
100 grand of cap
And I pray that my phone tapped!
Nigga buy for the of it
Bought a hard top 6 and I sat it on spree's for the of it
7 on the dot!
Got some cain and its out the pot!
I'm in the game so I it all I got
To a dollar spot
I got a rainbow Range same color as
Wit the rims on it, man that bitch so clean
Gotta skittle Jag and a fruity Chevelle
If I the top back, bubble kush 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
damn thang!
I'm icy, like a polar bear
When your girl me brain better hold her hair
100 Grand in the bag just to you stare
wit the man
Gucci Lil'Flap

[Verse 3: Gucci
Go our rental cars
Used to serve hard to Mountain
Now I stand behind the bars
Say Lil'Breeze best smoke ya
I'm the of the century
you think of money mention me
I said my get it to the key
Arkansas to Tennessee
Every Brick, Pill. And "P"
Some how it come from me
I'm on T.V gettin
Still got them in the intertubes
8 grand for the good
A t-shirt, under my
Aye it up, that's a bad word
You had to whip it till your hurt
You holler'd at Gucci or Block
Got'chu a dime to a? a
I'm diamonds and I never stop
Disturbing cocaine; cops