Gucci Mane Re-Up Lyrics

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CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Ridin' With a Freaky Gurl
  • 3 16 Fever
  • 4 I Move Chickens
  • 5 Trap House
  • 6 Vs. Jeezy Interlude
  • 7 Round 1 Is Everything
  • 8 Work Ya Wrist
  • 9 Gucci Bandana
  • 10 War Interlude
  • 11 Let's Go To War
  • 12 Chicken Talk
  • 13 Street Nigga
  • 14 Hold That Thought
  • 15 Bands
  • 16 Bricks
  • 17 Jump The Line
  • 18 I Know Why
  • 19 Lollipop Remix
  • 20 I Heard You
  • 21 Quiet
  • 22 Re-Up
  • 23 Walk With a Waddle
  • 24 I Smoke Kush
  • 25 Outro

  • Yeah, that boy Gucci
    Got my nigga block in this bitch
    East Atlanta's finest
    E.C.T South!
    Early in the morning Nigga Imma be up
    Imma be up, Imma be up;
    Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to re-up
    It's time to re-up It's time to re-up;
    7:30 in the morning, Nigga we gon' be up
    We gon' be up, we gon' be up;
    Call Block or Gucci Mane when it's time to re-up
    It's time to re-up, it's time to re-up;
    Boys what it do?
    Nigga getcha g's up
    Dope man bitch!
    Call me Mr.Re-Up
    The kitchen smells like fish, the fish scale dog
    1000 Grams at a time on the Digiscale ow!
    .45 Mac
    Rubber band stacks
    Spent a ½ a mill wit Papi watch how fast I get it back
    The dope boys love me
    Taught'em how to cook
    You whip it real hard, cold water, let it drop
    The dope man bitch!
    Sold bricks, sold rocks
    100 thousand dollars, fell like I shot a cop
    The dope man bitch!
    Sold grams, sold white
    Cook the work 10 minutes
    Fiends gave me 5 pipes
    New York nigga's love how I work that turn pipe
    Got Micheal Jackson yay
    Powder 10, but it cook white
    I don't get nervous when I ride them highways
    Dope man bitch!
    Everyday is my birthday!
    I got the city on lock!
    Have you ever seen a ¼ million dollars in a Nike shoe box?
    I can show you how to trap!
    100 grand worth of cap
    And I pray that my phone ain't tapped!
    Nigga buy for the smell of it
    Bought a hard top 6 and I sat it on spree's for the hell of it
    7 on the dot!
    Got some cain and its jumping out the pot!
    I'm in the game so I give it all I got
    To a million dollar spot
    I got a rainbow Range same color as lean
    Wit the matching rims on it, man that bitch so clean
    Gotta skittle Drop Jag and a fruity Chevelle
    If I drop the top back, bubble kush you gon' smell
    Every flip I cop another whip
    Every trap I cop another chain
    Every play I cop another tool
    What these nigga's know bout Gucci Mane?
    Notta damn thang!
    I'm icy, something like a polar bear
    When your girl give me brain better hold her hair
    100 Grand in the bag just to make you stare
    Re-up wit the man
    Gucci Mane LaFlare
    Go with our rental cars
    Used to serve hard to Mountain Park;
    Now I stand behind the burglar bars
    Say Lil'Breeze best smoke ya gars;
    I'm the hustler of the century
    When you think of money mention me
    I said my buddy get it to the key
    From Arkansas to Tennessee
    Every Brick, Pill. And every

    Written by: Radric delantic davis g-Fresh
    Lyrics © GREENSLEEVES LTD.

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