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reed dollaz - pull up on 'em (the game & t-rex diss) lyrics

[hook]
pull up on ya, i’m a pull up on ya
(skkrr!)
pull up on ya, i’m a pull up on ya
(skkrr!)
pull up on ya, i’m a pull up on ya
all arms like a nigga did a pull up on ya
(x2)

[verse 1]
shoot ’em down (shoot ’em down)
stripper -ss nigga don’t want no war wit’ the town
you do a show in my city, man down, nigga shots fired
but knowin’ game he wired, he got the cops hired
sick of niggas dissin’ my city, nah we ain’t with that
the judge holdin’ shotgun shells, fuck up ya six pack
and nah this ain’t no east and west beef, i fuck with the coast
but you a f-g and we don’t fuck wit’ ya [?]
i’m from the city where it ain’t no gangbang
niggas’ll catch you broad day, wig shot let his brains hang
pussy nigga threw a shot at meek, to get his name poppin’
then he threw a shot at beans, that was a lame option
soon as niggas send shots back, have his musain hot
how you call a nigga a rat, when every verse you name drop?
shotty hit his body, or you’ll prolly lift ya frame apart
the doc said that nigga gone need a change of heart

[hook]
pull up on ya, i’m a pull up on ya
(skkrr!)
pull up on ya, i’m a pull up on ya
(skkrr!)
pull up on ya, i’m a pull up on ya
all arms like a nigga did a pull up on ya
(x2)

[verse 2]
i’m up in harlem for recs, i got the fully on me
i’m down lennox, i’m lurkin’, i’m tryna pull up on him
i got the seven, i’m itchin’ i pull a hoodie on him
body drop, everything in the barrel i stood up on him
lil’ niggas must’ve forgot i pulled up on ‘em
flexin’ hard like a nigga did a pull up on ya
funerals and wakes, i’m puttin’ tulips on ya
rap niggas slander my name until we pull up on ya
anywhere, any hood we be thuggin’ nigga
talk is cheap, pop off you lil’ sucka nigga
cause when it’s on, these rappers be tryna duck a nigga
i be tryna send out the goons to come and touch a nigga
nigga this philly, we really be tryna pull up on ya
we try and battle wit’ gats, we get boogie on ‘em
word to my block, where the stocks, where the wood be on ‘em…
…we bout to pull up on him!

[verse 3]
all f-gs gotta die though
pull up on him, sks, we gone ride slow
home of the shootas and big beards
ya click weird
we slam niggas and talk greasy like ric flair
nigga we laddered up..
..we don’t squeeze 8’s
philly boys, clip longer than a cheesesteak
had them numbers on ya head like a sweepstake
yo body hit the ground, ya soul’ll drift off into deep space
do anything for the fame, you want attention nigga
you post ya d-ck to the public, you a gipper nigga
exposed yaself to kids and lil’ sisters nigga
sex offenders, somebody come and list this nigga!
first you a stripper, now you runnin’ wit’ dem crippin’ niggas?
then you switched sets up, fuck is you trippin’ nigga?

[2pac interlude]
these niggas is still fuckin’ talkin’?
you niggas still breathin’?
fuckin roaches, aight
aight, it’s the raid for your c-ckroaches

[verse 3 continued]
i been waitin’ on a time like this
so i could drop a bomb like this
so i could drop a rhyme like this
rap got out the mist
i squashed you niggas wit’ the palm of my fist
the bigger they come, the harder they fall
but i ain’t rumblin’, i mean the bigger they come, the larger the drawer
i run wit’ k!llas that’ll lay in ya trash, lay under cars nigga
catch you in them hollywood hills..you ain’t far nigga
i might play the b-m downtown, walk to ya car nigga
play a song ‘fore you case shots out the guitar nigga
if we shoot, you gone run to the law, and we know nigga
you even rat on b-tches, you a ho nigga…

[wendy williams] & {the game} outro
[two out of three ain’t bad as meatloaf would say..]
(crowd claps)
{yeah..}
{but no}
[oh..]
{it was three, it just, it gets a lil’ tricky}
[okay]
{chyna ain’t married yet..}
(crowd awes)
[oh, you slept with chyna?]
{it’s all good, you know what i’m saying? it’s facts}
[it was fast? it was easy?]
{it was facts..facts, facts, facts..}
[oh..facts..]
{and she cool too..}
[okay, so in conclusion, game has been romantical with khloe, chyna and kim]
(crowd applauses & claps)
{but..in-in-all, in all chillness and all love, its all love, you know?}
{sometime..wendy!, come back, come back}
{sometimes things happen and their uncontrollable but its uh, i’m a good guy, those are good people and it’s all love}
[listen after midnight, all bets are off..]

- reed dollaz lyrics

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