The Corner Re-Up Gang

[Intro: Ab Liva]
There's nothing like the dealer's feeling
There's nothing like the dealer's feeling
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh
There's nothing like the dealer's feeling
There's nothing like the dealer's feeling
Uh uh uh, uh uh uh

[Verse 1: Ab-Liva]
Up on the corner selling hard like mortar
With loiter
Selling that poison
Dope fiend exploiter
My rented cars
The shell hiding dope
Cops avoid em
Annoy em
Reppin my hood
My skin I embroidered
We cop toys to circle the block
We convoy 'em to blaze
Simply amazing
The young cats enjoy 'em
??? your watch
If they deploy 'em
You got the drop and no sign of that rock
That shit destroy 'em
The young thinkers I employ 'em
See we're cut from the same cloth