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jim jones - pull up كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
pull up with a hunnit n-ggas
smelling like a lot of weed
pocket full of hunnit beans
we them n-ggas on the scene
we been them n-ggas with hunnit n-ggas
smelling like a lot of weed
pocket full of hunnit beans
we them n-ggas on the scene
we been them n-ggas

[verse 1: jim jones]
still running around like a hunnit deep
f-ck you think, ain’t nothing sweet
might fly to your town, then fly n-ggas down, then come to your block like a hunnit deep
all black truck, guns in the jeep
loft miami straight from the beach
might ? liquor, get something to eat
a n-gga do trip, give him something to keep
new york n-gga don’t play that
2 door with the seat way back (facts)
n-gga due owed better pay that
these n-ggas right here want pay back
when i had the braids going straight back
i was straight gang banging like a wack
now my wrist all rocky like a$ap
you about that life then say that
shouts to my n-ggas in ksack
some come home, n-gga some go straight back
my n-gga side ? did 8, came home n-gga like “yo where the cake at?”
n-ggas wanna trip, then we hit em with the clip, and we shoot a n-gga up like take that, take that, take that
like diddy voice in 94′ we ?

[hook]

[verse 2]
a hunnit deep looking like a stampede
who you muggin’ n-gga? you don’t do a d-mn thing
touch one n-gga get your whole head knocked off
big blunt got me smelling like hot sauce
pocket full of money i feel like a teller
slide in a b-tch i’m stepping on marcellos
step on a scene got these n-ggas all jealous
whole team fresh like a pack of gum
hunnit n-ggas yes that’s a hunnit guns
a hunnit funerals, that’s a hunnit nuns
touch capo get a shot to the head
touch ? feel your -ss up with lead
touch greezy we’ll leave your -ss sleep
yeah we them n-ggas that’s up on the scene
got n-ggas watching you, watching with beams
vamp life, all you f-ck n-ggas in dreams
freddy on the beat i’m a nightmare n-gga
a hunnit deep so don’t fight that n-gga
if i don’t got my gun, got my knife here n-gga
so don’t f-ck around, lose your life here n-gga
up in the club we mobbin’ with zoe’s
miami vamps you know how it goes
fresh as f-ck we bring the cameras out

[hook]

[verse 3]
these n-ggas be fraudulent and these b-tches be faking
all my n-ggas not cases, but never made no statements
i dropped out of them bandos
i kept me some montaga
when the night fall i switch cars, my garage look like acres
i feel like floyd when he in the ring
made a quarter mill with the billie jean
big 45 with the limousine
turn a n-gga beef into chili cheese
keep my lungs full of collard greens
but we on though by any means
i need sprite and a pint of lean
all broads get the jimmy dean
hit the block with a glock, it’s a rock, watch the ball like i’m in the league
it’s a blackout
when i’m booked for a show it’s a packed house
i live that sh-t y’all rap ’bout
get a bad b-tch blow her back out
you know a n-gga bringing them stacks out
straight to the studio from the trap house
got my first rap check blew it all on a chain
that’s 20k on a n-gga neck now

[hook]

- jim jones

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