T-Rock - Pull Up to Da Light lyrics

[Chorus] (3x) I'm a pull up to the light and let the top drop back In my drop top lac with the Glock in my lap (4x) Now I'm pimpin on dem 4's boy Grillin on dem hoes [1st Verse] Now you can catch me ridin 24's or better Sittin high as the sky makin cheddar Sittin on leather I'm a ride til I die I'm too clever to be setup 45 on my side Do whatever never let up peep the size of my tires Now you can tell that I'm gutter and high as a motherf**er Fly as a motherf**er peelin out I burn rubber Got you lookin at a hustler with the caddy Flippin colors I'm crushin you s**ers Boxed in on reefa bout to smother See me cruising through the city lookin laid in the shade Turnin corners on corona bout to blaze up the hay Every move I make I promise I get paid from the play I supply the n***as sellin purple haze everyday I go for broke chasing paper trying to pull a greater caper Shippin keys from Marietta all the way to Decatur With with the brain of a playa, got the game in my favor Pullin b**hes from Asia back to the border of Jamaica [2nd Verse] Tuesday I'm ridin Monte Carlo Cutla** with the bang in the back Television in it symbolize the fame of a mack I'm so high and trippin checkin out the dames on the track If you lames come attackin with the thang I react I keep a Glock with 17 in the chamber for you s**ers Nothing but flammable lead and anger for you s**ers You in danger mothaf**er when I aim I bust a busta With everything in the clip and give him pain above no other Enough of that I'm bout to get off at the avenue I creep hit 120 with a redbone pa**enger With me I can't deny she hella freaky I'm attracted to the freak I got her s**in me and serving All the pa**ion I release She said she was a virgin but she slurpin while I'm purvin Lil mama a head surgeon takin all that I'm dispersin When she do it I release all of the tension I'm conserving It's closed curtains I drop the hoe off and continue swervin [3rd Verse] Right before I hit the exit I'm a ball at the light Peep the plot I'm goin shopping at the mall before the night Check the way the rims turning fo dey crawl outta sight Your hoe amazed bet I'm strokin in her jaws fo tonight A playa plugged for whatever I'm in love with my cheddar They f**in my candy paint and makin love to my leather I'm a thug so whatever is above know I never leave home Without chiefin on about a dub what a pleasure 15's in the trunk and after every drop it quake You can hear a n***a beatin at the bottom of the state Since I'm beatin ridin big boy I'm watchin for the fake I'm even peepin out the bad b**hes plottin in my face Cause even hoes wanna leech and I'm exposin the secret b**hes can get it too a bullet hole in the cleavage 24's on the feet outta control it's the season For hard workers to finally see the goal they achievin