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re-up - 38 spesh lyrics

[intro: 38 spesh, [?]]
(as you can see, green lantern is invading the airwaves)
uh
(he’s invading the airwaves)
tcf, let’s go (arms)
(turn up your radios, turn up the radio)
i’m so hood (i’m so hood, n*gga)
yeah yeah yeah (uh, right, uh)
i’m so hood
yo shay, this sh*t feel good right here, man
yeah yeah yeah
i’m so hood
uh, jahnel blowin’ that sh*t in the background
yeah yeah yeah
right, let’s go
i’m so hood
feel like takin’ a road trip or somethin’
yeah yeah yeah
hood, what’s good?
uh
[chorus]
i’m what a hustler’s all about (‘bout)
i still got work when it’s a drought (when it’s a drought)
i can get it cheaper when i’m down south (uh)
money ain’t a thing (thing) i’m runnin’ out of ‘caine (‘caine)
you know i gotta
re*, re*, re* (uh)
re*, re*, re* (y’all know i got good re*up, man)
re*, re*, re* (right)
you know i gotta (uh)
re*, re*, re*
re*, re*, re* (let’s go)
re*, re*, re* (talk to ‘em)
i’ma dope boy (yo, uh)

[verse 1]
ayo, you know i gotta re*up
take a trip, come back with bricks
sh*t, we up
every time the b*tch drive she get to put a g up
i cop six, put up three—

*dj scratches*

i’m a dope boy (yo, uh)
[verse 1]
ayo, you know i gotta re*up
take a trip, come back with bricks
sh*t, we up
every time the b*tch drive she get to put a g up
i cop six, put up three and put three up
smile on my face and i got my feet up
seat up in a drop top with the heat up
i take trips when the road not safe
and the people at the toll booth know my face

[bridge]
i gotta
(re*, re*, re*)
uh
(re*, re*, re*)
right
(re*, re*, re*)
uh
you know i gotta
(re*, re*, re*)
uh
(re*, re*, re*)
yo
(re*, re*, re*)
uh, yo
[verse 2]
sh*t, i’m cool with my connect
he show me respect
i eat dinner at his house in the middle of the drought
huh, he know what i’m ‘bout
a n*gga ‘bout paper
he give me the work first and count the bread later, uh

[chorus]
i’m what a hustler’s all about
i still got work when it’s a drought
i can get it cheaper when i’m down south
money ain’t a thing, i’m runnin’ out of ‘caine
you know i gotta
re*, re*, re*
re*, re*, re*
re*, re*, re*
you know i gotta
re*, re*, re*
re*, re*, re*
re*, re*, re*
i’m a dope boy

- 38 spesh lyrics

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