Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Up

We 'bout to up
Who you up with Rich Homie? (Young Thugger)
I'm talkin' 'bout that's my brother
Let's go, go!

Magic City, follies, bitches wildin', me pull up
cleaner than a stylist, plus I pulled up
If a nigga come talkin' 'bout me
believe my niggas gon' pull up
Chopper dancin', it gon' make bitch ass pull up
up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, up, pull up
Next thing you know a pulled up
Next thing you know a nigga up
thing you know a nigga pulled up
Next thing you a nigga pulled up
up, pull up, pull up, pull up

I'mma hit it from the
I'mma pull up on a nigga with a bitch, pussy than a lake
Quan got a nigga's bitch
Clamped to the seat in the of the new car, no pay
Got more loud a parade
No copy but her face I
Hoes fight us around a race
a nigga in, body 3, no way
Yeah, young nigga, diamond yellow I go to maize
Wait, moving all around, I'm paid
Skeet skeet (Nut in your face)
Swear to God I think a came with my shoes
(That's the way lay laced)
Get the fuck out my and pull up to

Magic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me up
Molly cleaner a stylist, plus I pulled up
If a nigga come around 'bout me
Best believe my gon' pull up
dancin', it gon' make your bitch ass pull up
Pull up, up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, up
Next thing you a nigga pulled up
thing you know a nigga pulled up
Next thing you know a pulled up
Next thing you know a pulled up
Pull up, up, pull up, pull up

Pull up on a in a new car
Then I pull up on 'em in their boo car
Fuck one, I'mma up with two Glocks
Still throwin' in the shoebox
Still got on the south side
Offset, make it low ride
Talk shit, I out both eyes
I've done did a lot of shit they don't know
Me and Thugga, and we got a bitches on the way
I got who grew up in them trenches without a thang
Without my name, I wouldn't be shit, that's why hatin' (Rich Homie)
Thank you Lord, I it
And when it to strip club, my favorite

Magic City, Follies, Bitches wildin', make me up
Molly cleaner than a stylist, I pulled up
If a nigga around talkin' 'bout me
Best believe my gon' pull up
Chopper dancin', it make your bitch ass pull up
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up, up, pull up
Pull up, up, pull up, pull up
Next thing you know a pulled up
Next thing you know a nigga up
Next thing you know a nigga up
Next you know a nigga pulled up
Pull up, up, pull up, pull up

I don't know of these niggas
All my niggas, they battle, best they'll (pull up, pull up)
And I ain't even stunt a bit
But if she want dick, best believe (pull up, pull up)
And I'mma up in the latest Bentley
With your lady with me, her mini skirt (pull up, pull up)
try to make it hurt (pull up, pull up)
Lebron at the baseline (pull up, up)
I don't none of these people
I don't know of these people
I don't know, I don't
I don't know, I know
Gotta check my side, how you feel
And I swear I don't know 'bout these niggas
Know 'bout these bitches, nah