Luyện nghe bài hát Pull Up On Ya

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

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

(Verse)
Playin Gucci Mane is just like playin with the lighter
Playin games with Gucci Mane is just like touchin
Got on my face, my legs, my arms but I'm not a biker
Got a 4-58 Ferrari, bitch I got the
I'm from East Atlanta, yo man that shit just like The Wire
And you say you on 6 but my niggas you know you lyin
I'm a and a fighter and a motherfuckin striker
And they like keep comin round me and they that I don't like em
If I that in his nigga face do you think 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 would 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
call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya
You don't wanna, you don't want them niggas to up on ya
call my young niggas and have em pull up on ya