Re-Up Gang - f** You lyrics

[Verse 1: Pusha T] They say blood thicker than water I go hard as mortar for my n***as Squeeze triggers, drop figures on bail with no hesitation When you get home the fish scale is here waitin' We get it back with patience Been a team player since rec ball Don't let a disagreement turn you forgetful I recruited the best in Norkfolk when the heat was on Where I lay the task force, play the peeping tom So I can't party with, every Tom and Dick Showin' they mans that they know you on some 9-0 sh** Yeah they worship you But I think the talk is hurting us The movin and groovin Don't seem to be working much f** them local n***as they ain't got nothing to do with us One hand wash the other you've been my crutch, I've been your crutch Ain't sh** changed , we've been together from the door Let's turn '08 into '02's encore [Verse 2: Sandman] I look at n***as like, they must have led their lives Think you sugar sweet, that's how you D-I-E Sandman Cannon and we play for keeps Blast my cannon seven days a week My frame of mind is street, thinking I gots to eat As long as I got heat, I make you obsolete Now understand I can't let you get ahead of me And for the bread you will always be in jeopardy I got telepathy, I read you n***as thoughts Before you thinkin' smart, I turn you to a corpse Run up in your fort, n***a take me to the vault Come up a raid or your life will reach a screeching halt I don't believe in talk, I let them weapons speak Put that to your brain, you think about that pain Permanent shake like bad smack in your vein That's how Re-up do, so p**y f** you [Hook] You mad hate to see a n***a make then f** you Your man hold the pistol but he's shaky f** you You never coke flipped and sold an eighth then f** you And only my man blood sacred co*ks**er f** you [Verse 3: Ab-Liva] Speakin from my heart n***a throw it like a dart For my hustlers in top tier to those in Carhartts The world is a stage if every player play his part It will spin on it's axis, I'd just rifle off thoughts Rifle off the top shelf never been caught Since 16, pitching, swimming with the sharks Fast like Sam Judah or barracudas an art Cutting through the projects running from the narcs Put in my work and corrected my faults n***a drew my line, n***a made my mark Made my bones n***a never I barked I four pound chrome n***as brave my heart Bared my soul never scared cuz I feared I'd owed for the wrong I had done Decisions I have made weighs heavy The tears I have held would break levies Grenade pin deadly with the medley Conjure in the kitchen n***a cracker like Betty Whip it to the oils n***a stir it till it's ready These n***as ain't f**ing with these four men Just pray you bring 'em motherf**er cuz we force hands f** you [Verse 4: Malice] I already know how you feel, before the handshake Heard you ain't signed a new deal is all you can say Gone but not forgotten they love us now that's a fanbase f** you motherf**ers in jail with your hand raised And never will it stick like a band aid I go down with the ship as the band played You can never tell us this era is pa**e To that I don't subscribe the world's in a sad state And we just think we better than We're Thoroughbreds from the Meadowlands And got our hands on a triple crown The triple beam leave your nose with a trickle down I've been a fan since they tripled down So f** you when we buying acres Or hopping planes anywhere they take us The bonds tight you can never break us Precisely what men are made of Cause money means nothing to a money maker [Hook]