Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yea we see you bust a at your little table stuntin'
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 till you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

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