Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure - Jay-Z, ,

[Lupe
Roc-A-Fella, 1st AND!!
Jay... Lupe!

Yeah, uhh
And so it that I'm, sewin jeans
And, 1st and 15 is a sewin machine
So I, cut the pattern and I, sew in
And, button in this then publically I'm Buddy Lee
no bustin them and cuffin them is like
usherin in the regime, they want me to make pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into
A big in the waist, two-pocket on the back
them Nu-vi's, O.G.'s covered in blue dye
Give 'em the game, that's like chocolate to the fat
Look, how you I got here?
That's the same game that through where I lived as a kid
in the bad luck and threw boxes off the back
Made me a ripper, deliver like
Content a little thicker, slicker
Yeah, and they oil and water don't mix
Now they all at the beach washin off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your
YEAH!

It's my life, my life - I dooo I dooooo for you
I do it all for you - I say you knowwww it's the truth
I'll say it is the truth - I'll all the pressure offff of you
Take off of you; I'll take, the pressure off of you

Fiasco]
YEAH!
Uhh, it's hella (proper)
it sag so low you can see boxer, like a boxer's
That's the way the Family's pants worn
we slide, and try and put 'em on
The stones in the pocket'll you down to Davy Jones locker
Beware if you wanna Roc the
nigga from the block what, they was sellin O's
like Wheel of Fortune, of imported
to feel important, it was +Do or Die+
They was tired of "Po' Pimps," now for sure
That was just a product of my common
I guess, I was just guessin the consonants
Momma said beware of what the do
Tell 'em that your soul's not for sale the W's
So go ahead and pirate, the
cannons make you leak like my shhh..
no shhh.. it's just shhh like quiet
And big out of retirement

Uhh, Young, uhh
So the pen is than the sword my lord
My picture was a line-up, now I'm on the Forbes
And I remain the artiste through thees all
If you force my hand I'll be to "draw"
If the war for war halls
you got enough space on your hall's walls
I make niggaz murals, escape the bureau's
investigation, out in on vacation
I'm back for puppies with the pound boy
(Blaow) Here's a boy (blaow blaow) down boy
Sound boy, you wanna soundclash loud noise
leave niggaz if not paralyzed
Which means you can't walk in my
Too green you can't talk in my hue
Extend the team, nigga at Lu'
1st and 15th, my cue, I'm through