Luyện nghe bài hát Rolly Up

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

[Chorus: Gucci
Early in the morning Nigga be up
be up, Imma be up;
Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to
time to re-up It's 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 kitchen like fish, the fish scale dog
1000 Grams at a time on the ow!
.45 Mac
band stacks
Spent a? a mill wit watch how fast I get it back
The dope love me
how to cook
You whip it real hard, water, let it drop
The man bitch!
Sold bricks, rocks
100 thousand dollars, fell I shot a cop
The man bitch!
grams, sold white
Cook the work 10
Fiends gave me 5
New York love how I work that turn pipe
Got Jackson yay
10, but it cook white
I don't get nervous when I ride them
man bitch!
is my birthday!

[Verse 2: Gucci
I got the on lock!
Have you ever seen a? million dollars in a Nike shoe
I can you how to trap!
100 worth of cap
And I pray that my phone tapped!
buy for the smell 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 so I give it all I got
To a million dollar
I got a rainbow Range same as lean
Wit the matching rims on it, man that bitch so
Gotta Drop Jag and a fruity Chevelle
If I drop the top back, bubble kush you smell
Every flip I cop whip
trap I cop another chain
Every I cop another tool
What these nigga's know bout Mane?
damn thang!
I'm icy, something a polar bear
When your girl give me better hold her hair
100 Grand in the bag just to make you
wit the man
Gucci Mane

[Verse 3: Gucci
Go with our cars
Used to serve hard to Mountain
Now I stand behind the burglar
Say Lil'Breeze best smoke ya
I'm the hustler of the
When you think of money 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 interviewed
Still got them thangs in the
8 grand for the purp
A t-shirt, under my
Aye lock it up, that's a bad
You had to whip it till your hurt
You shoulda at Gucci or Block
Got'chu a to a? a block
I'm knocked diamonds and I stop
cocaine; duckin cops