20K Money Making Brothers on the Corner Re-Up Gang

20k money making brothers on the corner

[Hook]
We sell it raw

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
It's the Re-Up Gang rollers, yeah you know us
Push Ton Key is back with the baking soda
Stretch the work in the pot, the powder practice yoga
They rap it over their heads
The flow is like the pole vault
Raisin' the bar, I'm Tiger below par
I'm a hidden dragon, I'm crouching tiger with that raw
From off beams to Gulfstreams, who fucking with my golf swings?
All you niggas is my offsprings
From yay tall I was MJG with that 8 ball
A living legend I play them keys with like Ray Charles
You can't copy the style, or even trace off
They want a Pusha T mardi gras mask like in Face/Off


[Verse 2: Ab-Liva]
This Re-Up Gang movement it's the album of the year
Yeah they still push powder, got talcum everywhere
My crooks, my hustles, my thugs, my peers
While I G4 flight and my eyes and my ears
New chains, new jewels, new custom, new year
See the jewels D&Gs LV's on the ?
On the jeans, on the sleeves of the shirts I wear
See that B-waist when across the hood I stare
See I cheer for the bad guys with joice?
And the hood it's black tears in my sad eyes
I cruise through time barf living the fast light the fast lane
Fifth year owe you a pass-by (I'm moving like)