Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

When we do shit 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 cop continents when I'm eating for me
Bussa Buss the most dominant, retreating
Beat the street up, shit be sounding
When I'm speaking
rechargable batteries, bitch I'm tweaking, only
Short circuit electric bolteses every feature Coly
*HIIIH* I'm short for breath drowning in money rushes
Fuck a blunt bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and from busses
I defend my money like soldiers I to punish
Defence from infections, the way that BUSS IS
no fucking around, I'm frontin, Get it?
As for getting this bread Im like so disgusting with it
Here's my other alias, don't forget it, me Snow-blower
this bread like its nothing with it

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

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

Okay we see you in your Phantom 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 puttin' on 'em

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

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 pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky 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