Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Up On Ya

(Verse)
Niggas on the inside wishin for the
Peanut butter inside, candle red
Hit you with the 9, now you're outside
up in that foreign, gotta leave yo bitch mouth wide
Nigga talkin shit, must don't that I got mob ties
Run up on and you gon end up house tied
Catch me in the kitchen whippin like hip-hop
love yo hoe clit so blame yo ass for some high five
Tell me something slicker man, you slide I'mma that
I'm a black guy, me 5 on the black side
I'm a trap god, leave yo by the black guy
He a live wire, I'mma his WiFi

(Hook x2)
I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma pull up on ya
call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya
You don't wanna, you don't want niggas to pull up on ya
I'mma my young niggas and have em pull up on ya

(Verse)
Playin with Gucci Mane is just like playin with the
games with Gucci Mane is just like touchin fire
Got tattoos on my face, my legs, my arms but I'm not a
Got a 4-58 Ferrari, I got the title
I'm from East Atlanta, yo man that shit just like The Wire
And you say you folks on 6 but my niggas you you lyin
I'm a lover and a fighter and a striker
And they like keep round me and they know that I don't like em
If I spit that in his nigga face do you that I'm tryin it?
If I tell bitch she ain't my girl then why the fuck is she cryin?
You would think I'm at the grocery store to call the girls I'm
You know that I'm the plug cuz all these fuckin niggas all supplyin

(Hook x2)
I'mma I'mma I'mma I'mma pull up on ya
I'mma call my young and have em pull up on ya
You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to up on ya
I'mma call my niggas and have em pull up on ya