Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

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

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

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

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

Right I die I'll be cursin' the law
Reincarnated bitch, even worse than
My screamin' payback
My underhanded plan to get them niggaz while they laid

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

run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah
Nigga bust ain't no time to
the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up
And with the stainless steel boy we cuttin' shit up

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

And I fell, nigga I stand too tall
I'm just a thug motherfucker who was to brawl
Givin' my all, so niggaz wanna it to me
So sell my cocaine, and lay they ass down G

Uhh, under
Yeah, look here

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

In the dark is where my heart saw the grief
Motherfuckers is gettin' over gold teeth
Am I sick, I'm addicted to gettin' splifted
Watchin' tricks get lifted

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

Time's passin', will I last here day
I put my gun away and my AK
It's gettin' hectic, I can't it
House full of alcoholics, now a nigga's under

Yeah, right
Under pressure
A nigga's under

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

When the on, it's a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the
Don't nobody move when we the streets
They silent, 'cause talk is cheap

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