Bring It Back Re-Up Gang

[Verse 1: Ab Liva]
Man there’s rules to the hustle gotta get in and get it off
Get it cross borders, slip it in then whip it soft
Water off when it dries break it down get it tossed
Young boys hug corners all night get it off
Get it on niggas on your strip has to give a lotta
(9 millimeter go bang) then you get it lost
Give and go getting that guap homie get it floss
Make double-puppy fly over what you get it cost
The price is all right, soft right
Brighter than the glare from the Porsche lights, Porsche pass em as I revolve
Counter clockwise back step over you rap niggas I evolved
Ie; I solved, the riddle that
Hip-hop is dead but we resurrect the beat in the shroud
Hatin' niggas try to block your shine like the clouds
But I Will' Wallace scream "freedom!" through the clouds, so loud

[Verse 2: Malice]
Ask and you shall receive says the lord
Bless me ten-fold then repo'd the Porsche
Since when minx stows a means for divorce
Instead you rather cling like your life raft was tossed
Had to fly back, the must have the coins
Jimmy Choos, nice calves, I type cast my broads
Tryin' to live with little less remorse
Telling my trophy wife these bitches just rewards
And the law don’t understand our truth
We gon’ never say shit we the blueman group
We gon’ tuck it in that bitch like a kangaroo
Then switch to '06 to the right now cool
So clean custom bent
Got the nerve to step bout it like I’m discontent
You whole look at me like a ship’s command
Would have once engaged but I have since repent