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pull up, part ii - eyezinthehillz lyrics

[verse 1: t havoc]
shawty so bad so i know ima hit her up, play with her, then i’m gon’ f*ck up her drawls
i got a hoe on my d*ck going crazy doing 360’s and sh*t (uh)
people in awe when they see i’m actually developing, what a surprise! (uh)
when you at my concert i wanna see you d*mn fighting b*tches like a mosh!
saying how you gon’ pull up but i don’t see you
think you scared of arriving to the i.c.u
uh, d*mn, here we go again
i be talking sh*t, and i don’t feel regret

[bridge: t havoc]
if that’s your shorty you lying, uh
cause she is on my d now, uh
i know that i am the best, uh
i know that i am the best, uh
people be tryna test me but they ain’t gon’ get far cause i act like a god, uh
go ahead try me, uh, uh
go ahеad try me, uh ,uh
wait i’m just gon’ give you a k!ll
pistol
head
shot
dеad

[verse 2: t havoc]
people be going so crazy when i just tell ‘em to pull up and i really don’t know why (what?!)
maybe it’s ’cause i got pistol in pocket and brass knuckles on my d*mn knuckle (huh?!)
people be tryna d*mn test me (what?!)
i got a winning d*mn record (huh?!)
i like to see that blood drip (yeah!)
i like to see that boy drip (yeah!)
it start out all blue in your flesh until i go and knock it out now it is red (what?!)
yeah you be chilling you really shouldn’t do that ’cause i know where you at all times (wait, wait)
keep on acting like you tough
you ain’t ever gon get close
’cause my spidey senses, they going off like d*mn (what?!)
[bridge: t havoc & hillz]
yeah, hold up hold up, let me chill let me chill let me chill, i’m going too far in
yeah, huh
wait, here we go, uh (aye)
here we go, uh (aye)
here we go, uh

[verse 3: hillz]
yeah, yeah, yeah b*tch i love to fade
i’m a dirty motherf*cker, gave her dirty face (uh, uh, aye)
i ace this sh*t, replace your favorite, put ’em in their place
pick up the pace, don’t leave no trace when i run this fade (okay)
motherf*ckers don’t wanna fight, but they throwing shade like fifty (aye, okay)
motherf*cker talking sh*t mane get out of my city (aye)
equipped with the clip, what happened to a fistfight lil’ b*tch (uh)
equipped with the fists, i might, i might

[chorus: hillz]
yeah, i don’t need no metal on my fist, yeah
timbs on so i’m stomping out that b*tch, yeah (uh)
i ain’t p*ssy make him bleed (aye, yeah)
i ain’t p*ssy make ’em bleed, yeah (uh)
yeah, i don’t need no metal on my fist, yeah (aye, aye)
timbs on so i’m stomping out that b*tch, yeah (aye yeah)
i ain’t p*ssy make him bleed (aye, aye)
i ain’t p*ssy make him bleed, yeah

- eyezinthehillz lyrics

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