Luyện nghe bài hát Step It Up

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

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

1: Yatta Mann]
Boys it do?
getcha g's up
man bitch!
me Mr.Re-Up
The kitchen smells fish, the fish scale dog
1000 Grams at a on the Digiscale ow!
.45 Mac
band stacks
Spent a? a mill wit Papi watch how I get it back
The dope love me
how to cook
You whip it real hard, cold water, let it
The man bitch!
bricks, sold rocks
100 thousand dollars, fell I shot a cop
The man bitch!
Sold grams, sold
Cook the work 10
Fiends me 5 pipes
New York nigga's love how I that turn pipe
Got Micheal yay
10, but it cook white
I don't get nervous I ride 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 grand of cap
And I pray that my ain't 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 some cain and its out the pot!
I'm in the so I give it all I got
To a million spot
I got a rainbow Range same as lean
Wit the matching rims on it, man bitch so clean
Gotta skittle Jag and a fruity Chevelle
If I drop the top back, bubble kush you smell
Every flip I cop whip
Every trap I cop another
Every I cop another tool
What these nigga's bout Gucci Mane?
Notta thang!
I'm icy, something like a bear
When your girl give me better hold her hair
100 Grand in the bag just to you stare
wit the man
Gucci Mane

[Verse 3: Mane]
Go our rental cars
Used to serve hard to Park;
Now I stand behind the burglar
Say Lil'Breeze best ya gars;
I'm the hustler of the
When you think of money me
I my buddy 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 thangs in the intertubes
8 grand for the purp
A t-shirt, my t-shirt
Aye lock it up, a bad word
You had to it till your wrist hurt
You shoulda holler'd at or Block
a dime to a? a block
I'm knocked diamonds and I stop
Disturbing cocaine; cops