Текст песни
Uh. Listen here. Cashville Records. Other than that, stand down. Yeah. Real nigga shit, man. We really ain't playing. In a major way, we peacing out everything. You know what I'm saying? Sosa the plug, Young Buck, we run Cashville. Fuck them old coke ballers that used to have Money. If you ain't got it by now, You probably never get it. I'm sick of hearing about what niggas did it. My niggas just do it before Nikes was invented. The orange trash bags how it came when they Sent it. Feel like you carrying a body with 50 other minis. Don't sell dope, bitch, the dope sell itself. Say no, bitch, I just say yes. I must confess all the birds in the nest. But just work this until I give you the Rest. And when it touch down, I kick the Field goal. We win the game. When it's slow, I let them know. I'm down to the shake, the bottom of the Bag. You can either wait or you can take What I have. When I re-up, now get it Up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. Grams turn to ounces, quarters turn to halves. The money's in the brown paper bag. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get up. When I re-up, now get it up. I done popped too many pills, I can barely Move my mouth. A AK on my lap, 60,000 in the couch. Shorty titties out, cooking powder while I count. Shawty worried about me 'cause I won't come out The trap. A truck with 28s parked right outside My house. If the money ain't proper, Homie, we can work it out. A rookie-ass cop try to play me like a Slouch. I'm gang banging on him, I ain't running I'm strapped. Pushing cocaine, it's a game of cat and mouse. I'm changing all my numbers, shit, I'm switching up My routes. You playing with the bread, cuz. Man, what the fuck is that about? Molotov cocktails blowing off the mouth. Take that, chump. I'm down to the shake, The bottom of the bag. You can either wait or you can take what I have. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. Grams turn to ounces, quarters turn to halves. The money's in the brown paper bag. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. When I re-up, now get it up. Okay. I know you waiting on another verse. Your time's up, motherfucker. Get ready, nigga
Young Buck, All Star, Sosa Da Plug — Re Up
«Re Up» — Young Buck, All Star, Sosa Da Plug. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:44. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
