Re Up

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Niggas sent into the army but they still weren't preparing Shotgun’ll hurt more than his god damn feelings Half a ticket on his head so you know his ass missing I bet another half a ticket, he won't make it past Christmas Hood drinking all day, I've been so goddamn busy And the juice got me dizzy 10 times past tipsy Time I don't have to tell a nigga to ride with me And running up on Gucci Mane is real real risky I still send the squares out of town, long distance The crackers that I serve, favorite rapper Limp Bizkit Half a pint, I'm a put it in a goddamn misky And I'm a have money just as long as they print it [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Somebody trying take all my drugs Somebody trying fuck with my plug Most rappers can't come to my hood Sucka niggas can't smoke on this bud Nobody ever talked so about drugs How the hell you get that in this club? I got 100 thousand, kush in my tuck The only thing I wanna do is re up [Verse 2: Young Scooter] I got a lotta hustle, I remix bails Freeband Gang, we got bricks for sale Count up, count up, count up, count up checks I could still cook it with the dope wet 20% bricks, I could work with that Dumb as hell, with the brick squad stamp Me and Gucci flexin, countin 3 racks We always finessin, they don't like that Try to take my plug, get yo ass whacked Scooter real street nigga – that's a fact Take yo ass off and I don't give a damn I do anything for them free bands [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Somebody trying take all my drugs Somebody trying fuck with my plug Most rappers can't come to my hood Sucka niggas can't smoke on this bud Nobody ever talked so about drugs How the hell you get that in this club? I got 100 thousand, kush in my tuck The only thing I wanna do is re up [Verse 3: Young Dolph] I remix this Sprite with 6 ounces of codeine The say I drink this shit like it give me protein Going hard with my plug, he tell me don't stop I'm tryna clean this money up, I need some Clorox I re up Monday, Thursday I'm back at it Count this money, dog these bitches they my bad habits Put your car beside my car and let's see which the fastest And watch me disappear, bitch I'm blue magic Fuck what a bitch say, I can't hear shit but static I rubber band it up and hide it in the attic Young and flashy, yo bitch young and nasty In the re up I feel like Biggie, I'm going back to Cali [Chorus: Gucci Mane] Somebody trying take all my drugs Somebody trying fuck with my plug Most rappers can't come to my hood Sucka niggas can't smoke on this bud Nobody ever talked so about drugs How the hell you get that in this club? I got 100 thousand, kush in my tuck The only thing I wanna do is re up