Luyện nghe bài hát Step It Up

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

[Chorus: Mane]
Early in the morning Imma 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 Mane when time to re-up
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 smells like fish, the fish scale 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 love me
Taught'em how to
You whip it real hard, water, let it drop
The man bitch!
Sold bricks, rocks
100 dollars, fell like I shot a cop
The man bitch!
grams, sold white
Cook the work 10
gave me 5 pipes
New York nigga's how I work that turn pipe
Got Jackson yay
10, but it cook white
I don't get nervous when I them highways
man bitch!
is my birthday!

[Verse 2: Mane]
I got the on lock!
Have you ever seen a? dollars in a Nike shoe box?
I can you how to trap!
100 worth of cap
And I pray my phone ain't tapped!
buy for the smell of it
Bought a hard top 6 and I sat it on spree's for the 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 dollar spot
I got a rainbow Range same color as
Wit the matching on it, man that bitch so clean
skittle Drop Jag and a fruity Chevelle
If I drop the top back, bubble kush you smell
Every flip I cop another
Every trap I cop chain
Every play I cop another
What these nigga's bout Gucci Mane?
damn thang!
I'm icy, something like a bear
When your give me brain better hold her hair
100 Grand in the bag just to you stare
wit the man
Gucci Mane

[Verse 3: Gucci
Go with our cars
Used to serve to Mountain Park;
Now I stand behind the bars
Say Lil'Breeze best ya gars;
I'm the hustler of the
When you think of money me
I said my get it to the key
From to Tennessee
Every Brick, Pill. And "P"
how it doesn't come from me
I'm on T.V interviewed
Still got them thangs in the
8 grand for the purp
A t-shirt, my t-shirt
Aye lock it up, that's a bad
You had to it till your wrist hurt
You shoulda at Gucci or Block
Got'chu a dime to a? a
I'm knocked diamonds and I stop
Disturbing duckin cops