Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

Yea we see you bust a bottle at little table stuntin'
And we comin' by the bar get the up your frontin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' with your misses
Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of bitches puttin'

on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We pressure on 'em

When we do shit now tell me why is you competing
When I be that type of nigga get money when I'm sleeping
And when I'm farting and I cop contries on the weekend
So ambitious my accoundents cop when I'm eating for me
Bussa Buss the dominant, start retreating
the street up, shit be sounding remarkable
When I'm homie
Huge rechargable batteries, I'm tweaking, only
Short circuit chair bolteses every feature Coly
*HIIIH* I'm short for breath drowning in money rushes
Fuck a bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and smoke from busses
I defend my money like I come to punish
Defence from infections, the way that BUSS IS
Ain't no around, I'm frontin, Get it?
As for getting this bread Im like vomit so with it
Here's my other alias, don't forget it, call me
Blowing this bread its nothing with it

Yea we see you bust a bottle at little table stuntin'
And we by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em

Okay we see you in your actin' cocky with your misses
Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of them puttin'

on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay, Weezy F Baby man I gotta put the on 'em
Money the special team, we so Devin Hester on 'em
Right up on your girls lips, got my dick on 'em
as they woke up, it came and left it on 'em
Swag with no effort on em, than a leopard on 'em
If he got beef me sprinkle salt and pepper on 'em
No Spinderella just plenty for any fellow
settle everything for me and everything for me
Smoking on that G13 and everything
Specially y'all niggas, kiss-ass niggas
Blood gang 6 niggas, no rollercoaster
shit we hold the bread the hoes hold the toasters
Young Casanova, I bend their over
She say my dick stronger a sixpack of Cola
Man Im so fly I got
Pressure bust pipes, but Weezy twice

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table
And we by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with your
Yea you ballin' you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em