Luyện nghe bài hát Rolly Up

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

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

[Verse 1: Yatta
Boys it do?
getcha g's up
man bitch!
me Mr.Re-Up
The kitchen smells like fish, the fish dog
1000 at a time on the Digiscale ow!
.45 Mac
Rubber stacks
Spent a? a mill wit Papi 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
Cook the 10 minutes
Fiends gave me 5
New York nigga's love how I that turn pipe
Got Micheal yay
10, but it cook white
I don't get nervous when I ride them
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 grand of cap
And I pray that my phone tapped!
Nigga buy for the of it
a hard 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 color as
Wit the matching on it, man that bitch so clean
Gotta skittle Drop Jag and a fruity
If I the top back, bubble kush you gon' smell
flip I cop another whip
Every trap I cop chain
Every I cop another tool
these nigga's know bout Gucci Mane?
Notta thang!
I'm icy, like a polar bear
When your girl give me brain better hold her
100 Grand in the bag just to you stare
wit the man
Gucci Lil'Flap

[Verse 3: Gucci
Go with our rental
Used to serve to Mountain Park;
Now I stand behind the bars
Say best smoke ya gars;
I'm the hustler of the
you think of money mention me
I my buddy get it to the key
Arkansas to Tennessee
Every Brick, Pill. And "P"
Some how it doesn't from me
I'm on T.V interviewed
Still got them in the intertubes
8 grand for the purp
A t-shirt, under my
Aye lock it up, that's a bad
You had to whip it your wrist 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