Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

Under pressure, yeah,
The pressure's on, Thug
When it's on, on

One of these I'll, learn, don't fuck with trick-ass niggaz
they, turn, into bitch-ass niggaz
I'm sick of bein' stuck in the county
My clown, bring a pound when they postin' bail

Smokin' blunts in the driveway, my
Screamin', "Fuck the police" when we fly away, 'til I die
You why I'm made this way
I wasn't, turned out, I was raised way

I'm thinkin', these, are the dreams of a young
Scheme, to stack cream off of fiends
can't hold me
One of these days, we gotta bust back for the

down in the penitentiary
I'll, probably my mind if the pig sentence me
I'm, stressed, smokin' weed, and
But a nigga really need, is Thorazine

Right before I die I'll be the law
Reincarnated bitch, worse than befo'
My fo'-fo' payback
My underhanded plan to get them niggaz while they back

And Big Stretch hit the with the mini-14
Servin' suckers like fiends
Empty the whole
pressure nigga, haha, that's right

Never run, throw your gun in the air, oh
bust ain't no time to spare
'Cause the motherfucker and we fuck shit up
And the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up

Flash then blast a nigga the quickness
Cock the four pound motherfucker I spit this and rip this
Damn, my is in the depths of hell
But when I'm walking on the street kid my rings bells

And I never fell, nigga I stand too
I'm just a thug motherfucker who was to brawl
Givin' my all, so niggaz wanna it to me
So I'ma sell my cocaine, and lay they ass G

Uhh, under
Yeah, look here

wild, I never smiled as a juvenile
Even now I keep a frown when I come
ask me 'bout the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I in the wrong path

In the dark is where my heart saw the grief
Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked gold teeth
Am I sick, 'cause I'm to gettin' splifted
Watchin' stupid-ass tricks get

Nothing's changed, in the game it's a steady aim
Fuck 'cause in the danger them niggaz change
Puff weed, and G's in my sock G
Car and Hennessy, where the glock be?

Time's passin', will I last another day
I put my gun and grab my AK
It's gettin' hectic, I call it
House full of alcoholics, now a nigga's pressure

Yeah, right
pressure nigga
A nigga's pressure

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the
nobody move when we walk the streets
They stay silent, talk is cheap

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, gats, bring the clips
Don't nobody move we walk the streets
They stay silent, talk is cheap

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the
Don't move when we walk the streets
They stay silent, talk is cheap
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