Monopoly Re-Up Gang

[Intro: Pusha-T]
Uh-huh

[Hook: Pusha-T]
R-E, U-P-G, A-N-G
One plus three, the four we be
White to beige, shit, we lost them souls the Lord save
Monopolize these corners, we own 'em like board games

[Verse 1: Ab-Liva]
It's the allure of the grind, nigga, I love crime
Bentley Arnage with the cuts well [?]
When you ain't got shit (Man...), fuck the world
You got chips, you can fuck the next man's girl
Harsh, but they been ripped apart my world
So I shall cook crack, so I hurl
Three-quarter lamb-skin nigga, so I Shearl
Up on them five-spoke chrome things, so I twirl
Haters they earl, they nauseous, lookin' like I'm Godsent
Cream accents over that pearl white parchment
Interior blindin', floor mats ostrich
Scream havoc away, that's a constant (Nigga)
I'm that knot that you flash when you buyin' the bar
I'm the pistol when niggas run for they car
I'm the bullet that travel through the barrel
Pierce you like an arrow
See your soul, flyin' with the sparrows