[Intro: Pusha T]
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[Verse 1: Ab-Liva]
I make it vivid for the tourists, goin' through my storage
Two four Montgomery was hot like Porridge
Circa '89 when that coke money flourished
I had peach fuzz and a snub nosed Taurus
And my Eddie Bauer warrage, heart full of courage
My past was sordid or should I say lurid
Molded after legends my cousins
Ahkmed hamhocked the sean
Rich said mega even 21st and norris
Buttons and ice kept the norris
The pea green jacket like a forest
Dud shoes'll crinkle hustle every one of them
My homina her face was all 19th n Cumberland
Regime came tumblin'
JBM fell cats mumblin'
It's never been the same with the jugglin'
Behind kept it crumblin'
Ahkmed passed the streets numbin' us
My brother Has knocked n***as fumblin'
[?]
Hot got shot, now he's gone, the streets humblin'
Anwar got life, my youngest brother 23 years
Seven years, we ain't stumblin', we grumblin'
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
I was copping from E and em'
E was coppin from K and em'
K died Poo came home and started placin em'
Poo died and I can't tell you who was replacin' him
Cause he's still livin' and I ain't tryin' a catch no case with him
Winter we did the numbers
South Beach we did the summers
Fresh outfit with no Cris them hoes'll mock you fronters
Never amongst us, might Prada them pumps up
But don't switch numbers cause who we really want could want us
Hometown bitches made us spring for them tickets
Cause in them same homes we was cooking them pigeons, see
Business was me and T, ended up T and T
She was fuckin' Thurman all the while he was robbin' me
That was my man, woulda gave a n***a grams
Wanted to ask why but I never had the chance
Never got the answer, Thurman he died of cancer
I look up at the heavens and tell him 'You still my man cuz"

[Chorus: Pusha T]
Hate it or love it the underdog's bout to pop
And we gon' shine n***a until our heart stop
N***a envy we, it's the R-E-U-P
And we ain't goin' nowhere so you should get to know we
[Verse 3: Sandman]
(Yeah, Cannon!) Thanking God I'm alive
Getting high while I ride, 45 on my side
Nothing stopping my drive, as you can see I survive
I been planted the seeds, now they releasing the vines
I just keep on my grind, heat on my mind, heat on my hip
Eagle the iron, eager to grip, easy to flip
False straight that, take that
'Cause you a bitch, you gon' snitch
Get the letters like sig tat
Pat, Vanna White, Vanna Snipes
No rockin' mics, makin' tapes, my tan and white
My paradise? Vegas nights and Paris mornings
Shoppin' abroad, hop in them broads, boppin' and bonin'
But y'all wanna see me off, see me starve, see me lost, see a hologram
Rap great, flip weight, move a hollow gram
I keep it G'd up, feet up, pussy, Re-Up

[Verse 4: Malice]
Y'all n***as can hate it or love it
I ain't done shit cept try an raise y'all above it
Did my part and helped VA get discovered
And I can't get a thank you or think nothin' of it
Look here kinfolk I'll listen to your demo
But do yourself a favor; don't run up to my window
The repercussions are tenfold
So unforgiving and oh so sinful
My forte involve kitchen utensils
My come up got n***as so resentful
All the while eluding Tubbs and Crocket
Came out the game unscathed never the name on the docket
It's only logic I'm only bout the profit
In that two seater so while y'all bout to cop it
I'm already leanin' with the crib and them two kids that give life meanin
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And we gon' shine n***a until our heart stop
R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G
R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G

[Verse 5: Pharrell Williams]
You n***as smoke holy grass, but Word on the street that it's gonna be close tonight
Get the guns in the club, [?]
Thinking to myself, damn, is this appropriate?
Look at the n***a that used to stare at skater's posters like
Still I spit the shit that my n***as know we like
[?]
Fuckin' leave cause they know they don't hold me right
Look at my life, houses, great car choices
Fararis, Roles Royces and all kinds of Porshes
With the wide body kid I'm on the god body [?]
[?]
I know the devil wanna come through and provide [?]
I pray the holy ghost [?] quick
[?] the shit they facing
[?] expectations
But let me [?], hurts [?]
[?]
And Imma tell you n***as again, man, it's just this simple
Try and get up under my skin, and get popped like a pimple

[Chorus: Pusha T]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And we gon' shine n***a until our heart stop
N***a envy we, it's the R-E-U-P
And we ain't goin' nowhere so you should get to know we