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letra de pull up ghost-clan - chief keef & mike will made-it

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[intro]
this chicago, n-ggaa
trap-a-holics

[chorus]
pull up, ghost clan
i’m fresh up out the pot, i’m lookin’ like a dope man
aye, aye
bro backin’ out, i got that co-can
lil’ cousin nineteen, but he gon’ tote my phone, fam (d-mn son, where’d you find this?)
f-ckin’ in gucci slides
twenty-08, b-tch, i was buyin’ them two for fives two for fives
you got drank, that’s true? let me buy it
so ain’t never no pancake, that sh-t there gon’ get denied (real trap sh-t)

[verse 1]
i won’t buy it if you can buy it
all this water, i can scuba dive
never sign with illumini-
big m-e, who am i?
my name chief so super high
in the bed where a cougar lie
she just k!lled me, homicide
you ain’t a top guy, you the other guy
smell me smokin’ on an onion
nub you up, it’s a bunion shawty lo, get done, done she ask do i want a perc’, uh-uh f-ck that, hoe, show me somethin’, somethin’
the girls got me lookin’ like hong kong
my lil’ asian, you can call me shang tsung
(this chicago, n—a)
[chorus]
pull up, ghost clan
i’m fresh up out the pot, i’m lookin’ like a dope man
aye, aye
bro backin’ out, i got that co-can
lil’ cousin nineteen, but he gon’ tote my phone, fam
(like you ain’t know)

[verse 2]
pull up, ghost clan
i was mindin’ my business, she put me in her close friends
balenciaga winter gloves, i built a snowman
rolls royce truck, lookin’ like a tow man
sent her to the store for rubber bands, i need some more
i don’t need a scale, i buy a whole thang just to smoke
don’t try to compare, i’m in a whole ‘nother category
everybody know, my flow nastier than a lavatory
i’m straight out the laboratory
pull up, put it back up on me i’ma put a rack up on it get on the track, put facts up on ’em
know he broke, put a cast up on him
she fell in love with the accent, don’t it?
we pullin’ up in matchin’ rollies
uncle sam, l’m taxin’ on ’em, yeah

[chorus]
pull up, ghost clan
i’m fresh up out the pot, i’m lookin’ like a dope man
aye, aye
bro backin’ out, i got that co-can
lil’ cousin nineteen, but he gon’ tote my phone, fam f-ckin’ in gucci slides
twenty-08, b-tch, i was buyin’ them two for fives
you got drank, that’s true? let me buy it
so ain’t never no pancake, that sh-t there gon’ get denied (p-ssy)
yeah
[verse 3]
b-tches fall in love just to take a picture
n—as wanna fight, but i got the sticker
n—as just be talkin’, they a bunch of lippers
n—as drinkin’ brown lean, actin’ like a sipper
be careful, ’cause that sh-t’ll probably f-ckin’ k!ll you paralyzin’, numbin’, i can’t f-ckin’ feel you
cut the girls and these n—as comin’ out like lizards
finna head on your block and beat that b-tch like sza
she think that i’m d’usse, ’cause i be drinkin’ sizzurp
pull up in that coupe with me and mike w-lly
i just bought a benz, she ’bout to pop a wheelie
sixteen and i d-mn near let a copper k!ll me
you don’t want me, ’cause i got that guapo really

[outro]
heavy [?]
heavy, heavy

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