Pulled Up On His Block
Darryl Mayes
GENRE [Intro]
Yeah, ayy, look, ayy
Ayy, you already know, man
It's yo' boy, Young Lighter Fluid, you know what I'm sayin'
Lil' Charcoal on this track, you know what I'm sayin'
Big Grill on this track, you know what I'm sayin'
You already know how we doa
You know what I'm sayin'
We killed the game, look, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, hol' up
Whoa, hol' up, yeah, whoa, hol' up, yeah, look, yeah
Look, yeah, look, hol' up, yeah
[Chorus]
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Ayy, ayy, baow, yeah, yeah)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra
Pulled up, yeah, yeah, ayy
[Verse]
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra
Me and Lil' Charcoal, 10 o'clock on the on the dot
Get the homie, Big Grill, for the drop on the spot
Pulled up with the Draco, pop, pop, pop
Then, I ran across the line, through the gun in the lake
I was runnin' so fast, almost fell off the inner state
But I kept on going cause they ain't 'bout to catch me
Had to stop by the plug on Regis & Daphne
That's my homie, Big Loc, that's my dawg for life
And we chilled at his crib cause he be hostin' dog fights
I'm a real OG, first war, no joke
Pull up on me, 103, if you want the smoke (You don't want the smoke, cuh!)
Yeah, ayy, look, ayy
Ayy, you already know, man
It's yo' boy, Young Lighter Fluid, you know what I'm sayin'
Lil' Charcoal on this track, you know what I'm sayin'
Big Grill on this track, you know what I'm sayin'
You already know how we doa
You know what I'm sayin'
We killed the game, look, yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, hol' up
Whoa, hol' up, yeah, whoa, hol' up, yeah, look, yeah
Look, yeah, look, hol' up, yeah
[Chorus]
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Grrrt)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra (Ayy, ayy, baow, yeah, yeah)
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra
Pulled up, yeah, yeah, ayy
[Verse]
Pulled up on his block wit' the Glock, brrra
Me and Lil' Charcoal, 10 o'clock on the on the dot
Get the homie, Big Grill, for the drop on the spot
Pulled up with the Draco, pop, pop, pop
Then, I ran across the line, through the gun in the lake
I was runnin' so fast, almost fell off the inner state
But I kept on going cause they ain't 'bout to catch me
Had to stop by the plug on Regis & Daphne
That's my homie, Big Loc, that's my dawg for life
And we chilled at his crib cause he be hostin' dog fights
I'm a real OG, first war, no joke
Pull up on me, 103, if you want the smoke (You don't want the smoke, cuh!)
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