Pull UP (feat. Bobbygrin) Video (MV)

Uh, uh, uh, Taliban, Bobby G, C.O.B, B.G. on the record, yeah, let's get it
From the back to the front, watch me pull up, pull up like, pull up, pull up like
Pull up, pull up, chillin' with my niggas, old dudes, pull up, pull up
From the back to the front, watch me pull up, pull up like, pull up, pull up like

Pull up, pull up, say they love me on the street, cause I pull up, pull up, uh
Bad boys say they be chillin' in first class, I run the track, even right before they gone black
Young homie tryna blow up like a bomb blast, my ideas so prime upon the view, and it's a song blast
Listen, niggas that be hittin' on me, I pull up in the hood, they debatin' on me

They wanna run me down like they racin' on me, but when I confront them, grown men start to flee
Why? Cause they ain't got the juice
See, my time is right now, young times, I'm snoozin, I be sippin' on lean, cause I don't like to booze
I love trap, but I rap, and I pop some blues

Get it? Cause I be talkin' bout ref, not one cup of shite, and I tuck it up with XO
Couple minutes later, I be feelin' like a bad boy, get on stage, kill a show, walk away, and that's all
Hood nigga, I be caught up in the street life, we in the same bra, standin' like a street light
Vegemite state, I keep my flow real tight, until the band is the one you can't be like

From the back to the front, watch me pull up, pull up, like
Pull up, pull up, like
Pull up, pull up, chillin' with my niggas, all we do is pull up, pull up
From the back to the front, watch me pull up, pull up, like

Pull up, pull up, like
Pull up, pull up, say they love me on the street, cause I pull up, pull up, uh, uh
I pull up in the BM, all camp, bitches wanna dip my DM
Steady hustlin' from AM, down to PM

Enemies, I don't think I see them
My money, man, my problem
But thank God that I got them
Thank the Lord for yesterday, the other day, and yesterday

Came up all the way from Denver, rose up to my toe
I love that one, take a pose, then she ask me
Why you takin' overdose
Cause you know, nigga, overdose

Look man, you slow down, take it easy on me
I know you got fast feet, but you fast for me
Let's do like zombie, tell me to mommy
I never seen no more black COP

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A number G's in, heh
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You're still with it, man
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Skropes on the mix
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Everybody out there
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