lirik lagu re-up gang - roll with da winners
[intro: pusha t]
yes
r-e-u-p, g-a-n-g
r-e-u-p, g-a-n-g (let it go)
[verse 1: pusha t]
roll with the winners, the soul of the sinners
which ring, which chain, the most our dilemmas
my uncles before me mixed the diesel and the blenders
then crack came, i seen the coldest of winters
mountains of snow, made fiends tremor
mink to the floor, we use the crème de la crèmes
such a need to shimmer, the benz got the slippers
club owners love us call us yellow bottle grippers
flipper? no, whale scale tipper
i’m from a line of ex-kingpins that’s turned sniffers
pray the lord forgive us while the maricons fill us
up to the brim, call them the coffee bean spillers
blasphemous, he calls kis god’s pillows
ivory white, bury me in my chinchilla
ain’t none iller, no! ain’t none realer
it’s pusha, just ya neighborhood dope dealer
[verse 2: ab-liva]
you gotta love the gall on him, twenty on the arm on him
twenty-four inch blades, see the frame fall on ’em
drugs czar, retired, like i was shawn on ’em
came back to star, jordan as he falls
released to score raw on ’em, 2.2 pounds exactly
tape criss-crossed like a bra on ’em
but the streets i was marred, i was scarred on it
and ride around, microphone fiend with the r on ’em
i’m bad, james todd on ’em
on the white part of the water, my third got scalds
on the right side of my palm where the soft got hard
on the right price, give me the light, i sean paul on ’em
run the city, sean john on ’em
new marvin, screaming “what’s going on”
i’m trouble man, i rubberband man, push hard on them
same block where i crawled on ’em, i’mma fall on ’em
[verse 3: malice]
i couldn’t dare do the arm, and not the neck with it
jesus on the charm, show some respect with it
don’t be alarmed, if y’all don’t connect with it
something like the arnage, if you select with it
to most a mirage, but even when i’m pinched
the boy far from dreaming, the porsche with the vents
tucked in the trunk, let the dogs track the scent
and i don’t give a f-ck about our best defense
catch me if you can, i am gingerbread
and the mink interior is crimson red
y’all talk before they even mention feds
of how i got the block like the dawn of the dead
seems amongst thieves that honor is dead
bucking the court ’til your honor is dead
y’all take heed to what is fall upon ya
you are in the presence, re-up, the ensemble
[verse 4: sandman]
you got no choice but notice me, everything i drop hard
challengers wiling out on opium playing dodgeball
with some bullets busting out the narrow barrel
hitting you hard, your fate don’t need no tarot
cards to be read, i reads about n-ggas like you daily, obituary
dead weight, my head straight, my b-tch is very
steadfast, that wet -ss, ki daddy marry
float through your city like i’m in a ferry
took the 7-60 off it, put 8 o’clock on it
eight-double dot-double zero
add four more, you know the time with my earlobes
n-ggas is mad, n-ggas is last, n-ggas is fake, n-ggas is late
n-ggas need to be in the lake, the bottom of it
f-ck you buck in new brick boots
with a burgundy wet suit for thinking you death proof, p-ssy
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