Pullin' Strings - Nino Shyne

Yeah La mothercuking queen, bitch I to the N to the G EMJAY, EMJAY (ajem, yeah) Bitch Pulling up in your block, skrr (yeah) No tengo carro y me veo más icy (ice, ice) Put the glock y se escucha No vendo drogas, pero tengo el ice cream Mmh, quieren ser yo como si fuera fácil Puta, no saben, mi mente está en crisis Lo siento mucho, pero tu novio está feo (feo, feo) Bueno, no está tan feo (feo, feo), pero sí lo hace feo (feo, feo) Brillo en las uñas y una Kitty de llavero (de llavero) Mi mamá me dijo: "no te metas con raperos" Fumo Kush, gasto el cash, no me quiere tu mai' (¡ah!) Yo quiero flush, tres de hash pa' ponerme hentai (hentai, bitch) Ropa oversize, (yeah), bitch, I look so fine (yeah), todo Versace (mmh) Me miro guay, miran mal, es por mi estilo, tan trash (tan trash, yeah) (Yeah, yeah) Quiero un gato malo, si no, no lo quiero (ah-ah-ah) Que lo sepa mover como muevo el dinero (ah-ah-ah-ah) Estas son mis reglas, yo gano en mi juego (juego) Como illuminati, domino el tablero Tra-tra-traigo un taser rosa en mi ropa (en mi ropa, yeah) Me veo 4k en la Kodak Solo fue una noche, please, don't call back Estoy muy ocupada, baby, fuck that (yeah) Pulling up in your block, skrr (¡ah!) No tengo carro y me veo más icy (ice) Put the glock y se escucha "prr" (prr) No vendo drogas, pero traigo el ice cream Quieren ser yo como si fuera fácil (si fue tan fácil) Puta, no saben, mi mente está en crisis (en crisis, bitch) Ah, me estoy volviendo loca (me estoy volviendo loca) La motherfuking queen del trap Es el eipi I to the N to the G, I to the N to the G Ingratax, mami, ah-ah-ah Las morras también hacen trap, cabrón

You say, "You're wrong", I say, "Alright" You can still, come back, to "뭐해? 뭐해?" 물어봐도, 넌 답도 안 해 어제의 너와 달리 (달리), 오늘의 너는 흐린 날씨 화난 사람처럼 굴고 (check, check it) 뜬금없이 다정해지고 (yeah, I knew it) 매시간 달라지는 복잡한 너를 보고만 있어 자, tell me why you do me like that? Oh my, my (ooh-ooh, oh my) 그냥 좀 편해져 봐, off your mind (ooh-ooh, alright, alright) 마음을 다 주는 게 힘들다는 걸 잘 알고 있어 걱정하지 마, 난 기다려 one more time Pushin' and pullin', 불안한 너의 마음을 잘 알아, 다들 그래 We'll be alright, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 Kissin' and huggin', 뭐가 더 필요해? 밀고 당기지 말고 아무 생각 말도 없이, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 늦은 밤 나의 하루가 너무 궁금했었던 너 (right, right) 손가락 바빠져 둘 다, 우리 그냥 전화할까? 낭만적일 수도 있고 (I don't know, I don't know) 지쳐버릴 수도 있고 (that's right, that's right) 난 모르겠어, 상상하지 않을래, 즐기고 있어 자, tell me why you do me like that? Oh my, my (my, my) 우리의 시간들을 믿어봐 일이란 게 맘대로 되지는 않아 속상해하지, 걱정하지 마, 난 기다려 one more time Pushin' and pullin', 불안한 너의 마음을 잘 알아, 다들 그래 We'll be alright, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 Kissin' and huggin', 뭐가 더 필요해? 밀고 당기지 말고 아무 생각 말도 없이, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 너에게 모든 걸 줄 수 있는 걸 그 맘을 녹이길, 우리 같은 곳을 보길, oh-oh Pushin' and pullin', 불안한 너의 마음을 잘 알아, 다들 그래 We'll be alright, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 (come back to me) Kissin' and huggin', 뭐가 더 필요해? (oh, what do you need?) 밀고 당기지 말고 아무 생각 (아무 생각) 말도 없이, 넌 그냥 오면 돼 Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah 밀고 당기는 널 안아줄게 넌 그냥 오면 돼, eh

Out of nowhere this Gust of wind Brushed my hair And kissed my skin I aimed to hold a bridled pace When with love itself I came face to face Pullin back the reins Trying to remain Tall in the saddle When all that we had well Ran away With a will of its own I know your soul is wild and free Like this galloping Inside me Tossed by instinct And where we land Is vast and certain of all that's planned Pullin back the reins Trying to remain Tall in the saddle When all that we had Well ran away Ran away With a will of its own You know, I finally learned to Break the run And gently harness the love of someone And equal parts of wait and trust Is in control of the both of us Pullin back the reins Tryin to remain Tall in the saddle When all that we had well Ran away Ran away Ran away

Chop it Spin it Contraband got us all our riches Guapo Get me in my feelings Funeral, deadmen Heart beatin to the ceiling Heart beatin to the ceiling Gotta couple bucks It come wit some women They wanna see me winning Money keep em sinning Money keep em sinning Scorpio Spanish bitch call me a cabron Pressing my buttons no iPhone Thought she was slick But I see through that Like she was the camera on my phone Only thing playa bout you is them heels And that pussy or aka my home You ain't home well girl why is the lights on? Back and forth but she fuckin to my song She the girl Id leave money on tables for End up in Grady for heart on claymore I might explode now And I think she know now Tryna use me against me Like Santana cursed now Jaw on a curb now Put me on a shirt now! Chop it Spin it Contraband got us all our riches Guapo Get me in my feelings Funeral, deadmen Heart beatin to the ceiling Heart beatin to the ceiling Gotta couple bucks It come wit some women They wanna see me winning Money keep em sinning Money keep em sinning (Chop it) Exclusive dick (Chop it) That's ya jam huh? Money talk but that pussy whisper right And I can be loose wit money Because you keep it tight Live by it die by it It's the money she choosin Like a gemini baby, flip floppin abusin Does she love me or love me not? Mix signals mixed in the sloppy top Know when she fuck good pain an afterthought Feel like you're a test Am I man enough? Hate when u get too close Hate when I gotta call my hoes When you get it in ya head you can check my phone But I hate when you actin froze (froze) But I hate when you actin froze (froze) Chop it Spin it Contraband got us all our riches Guapo Get me in my feelings Funeral, deadmen Heart beatin to the ceiling Heart beatin to the ceiling Gotta couple bucks It come wit some women They wanna see me winning Money keep em sinning Money keep em sinning Chop it Spin it Contraband got us all our riches Guapo Get me in my feelings Funeral, deadmen Heart beatin to the ceiling Heart beatin to the ceiling Gotta couple bucks It come wit some women They wanna see me winning Money keep em sinning Money keep em sinning Chop it! Chop it!

Now tell me who want to fuck with us? Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I bang and let your fuckin' brains hang, snitches Fuck Marla Maple bitches with riches Who carry 22's, up in they hosiery A black teller when my father bust and unloaded me Think he just finished sniffin' a KI, and dippin' the D's Don't hate me, hate Nicky Barnes for hittin' my moms Letting the condom pop, nigga I was born in the drop Coke boil in the pot, shake the Feds And bust shots at them street cops Fuck yo point is? My point is double fours at your fuckin' jaws Pointed, hollow point shit Four-point-six, need I say more? Or do you get the point bitch? C'mon What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot Minks draggin' on the floor, bangin' on your whore Suckin' the croissant just examine it for flaws Pour the Cristal on the way to trial, RICO law Got a nigga head hurtin' squirtin' 'til they pull the curtain Let the money drip-dry, hundred dollar bills Wipe the tears from my eyes, no love Fuck y'all niggaz, hope you die a slow death As I coke-test and C. DeLores Tucker protest Can't fuck with you weak rap niggaz, witcha gay raps Runnin' 'round talkin' this and talkin' that See me in the streets, tried to give me dap Andrew Cunanan ass niggaz, my two cannons blast niggaz, ass niggaz Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained Keep your five mics nigga, give me the 'caine Do the shit to clean my money dummies, gleamed the wrist out Cop the pistal, nigga, talk shit now, uh What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot Bling bling, it's a Bad Boy thing Bullets heat-seekin', streep sweepin', with an evil grin Watch you die, one love, one life, one Shyne Y'all niggaz ain't sayin' nothin', like a mime Every line, I live it, I write it with a pencil so niggaz die Of lead poison if they bite it, hate it but recite it It's a G thang, me and Puff in St. Bart's set it off Bitches walkin' topless with G-strings, menage' Bust shots at your crew, another charge As the Gulf Stream fly through the fog, make ya popular Pockets filled with more high notes than the opera Franklins on top of the Jacksons, my nigga Ty leave you tired Bad Boy, respect it or die, coward What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot What type of nigga slang and bang in the streets? Bad Boyz What type of nigga stay in the Trump for weeks? Bad Boyz What type of nigga fly Bentley Coupes? Bad Boyz Aim for the sky, cop the shit then shoot Man a Bad Boy on the corner So move from on here 'cause we are dangerous Man a Bad Boy on the corner So move from on here 'cause we are dangerous