Luyện nghe bài hát Rolly Up

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

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

1: Yatta Mann]
Boys it do?
Nigga g's up
man bitch!
me Mr.Re-Up
The smells like fish, the fish scale dog
1000 at a time on the Digiscale ow!
.45 Mac
band stacks
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, white
Cook the work 10
gave me 5 pipes
New York nigga's love how I work turn pipe
Got Jackson yay
Powder 10, but it white
I don't get nervous when I ride highways
man bitch!
is my birthday!

[Verse 2: Mane]
I got the on lock!
Have you ever a? million dollars in a Nike shoe box?
I can you how to trap!
100 worth of cap
And I pray that my ain't tapped!
buy for the smell of it
Bought a hard top 6 and I sat it on for the hell of it
7 on the dot!
Got some and its jumping out the pot!
I'm in the game so I it all I got
To a million dollar
I got a rainbow same color as lean
Wit the matching on it, man that bitch so clean
Gotta Drop Jag and a fruity Chevelle
If I drop the top back, kush you gon' smell
Every flip I cop whip
Every trap I cop chain
Every I cop another tool
What these nigga's know bout Mane?
Notta thang!
I'm icy, something a polar bear
When girl give 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 with our cars
Used to hard to Mountain Park;
Now I stand behind the bars
Say best smoke ya gars;
I'm the hustler of the
When you think of mention me
I my buddy get it to the key
Arkansas to Tennessee
Every Brick, Pill. And "P"
Some how it doesn't come me
I'm on T.V gettin
got them thangs in the intertubes
8 for the good purp
A t-shirt, my t-shirt
Aye it up, that's a bad word
You had to whip it till your wrist
You holler'd at Gucci or Block
Got'chu a to a? a block
I'm knocked and I never stop
Disturbing cocaine; duckin