Pull Up

Lyrics

[Chorus T-ROCK] 220 on a young niggas dash Ima stunt on dey ass when I PULL UP He was talking all bad didn't know I had shooters who'll blast when they PULL UP Niggas talk big shit on the web, in the streets holla peace when I PULL UP I am not killer but ill murder any nigga trying harm me nigga PULL UP PULL UP PULL UP PULL UP 220 on a young niggas dash Ima stunt on day ass when I PULL UP PULL UP PULL UP PULL UP PULL UP He was talking all bad didn't know I had shooters who'll blast when they PULL UP (BOP,BOP,BOP) [Verse 1] I'ma make ya feel it deep in your soul when ya hear my voice n I spit a topic Niggas die when they throw rocks n hide day hands Cyber thug motherfuckas betta get in pocket? When I pull up in the new new S550 it's a wrap yall niggas can forget about it Im notorious in life everything I do I find a way to succeed y'all can't do shit about it (Bitch Bitch) Word crub on the sideline in full perception with a bunch of player haters Speculating in balance you see me and try it in aberrations like "Damnit I wash I was a gladiator"! (Chea) Plus I keep a Mac 11 in my possession I bus on the adversary leaving them red as activator Defending myself if you come as a threat at me then I'm aim my weapon I'm precise as a calculator These niggas don't really want beef when I pull up in da Hood wit the cargo Car clean as a car show barrel hangin out the window "What's up Niggas?! Thought so"! Instead of killing these niggas I'd rather be killing me some pussy getting head in a Murcielago Pullin up in da the city wit a paint job lookin like da shit was created by Picasso [Chorus] [Verse 2] These days I got multiple haters in several places but believe it or not it makes me less mad These suckers ain't got no class I show plenty of it when I pull up on dem in that S-class My time ain't no way in life I'm holding back got a metallic paint job and it's smoke a black Chick giving me a lick gripping on the wood grain she can feel a nigga dick in her lower back Ask about me the resume is impeccable niggas don't wanna fuck with me I got known for pulling cards Pimp'slapin lame niggas n breakin hookers for dollaz every single time I pull on the Boulevard Niggas wanna go to war with an operation we created they organization will get took apart Haters acting like he's 40 when he was an adolescent looking in the mirror trying practice to look hard But hard looks don't change shit don't make angry schizophrenic and brain sick A death wish to my ex click but I'd rather take it out on you sucks niggas for doing lame shit Instead of killing these niggas I'd rather be killing me some pussy getting head in a Murcielago Pullin up in da the city wit a paint job lookin like da shit was created by Picasso [Chorus]