Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

One of these days I'll, learn, don't fuck trick-ass niggaz
'Cause they, turn, into niggaz
I'm of bein' stuck in the county jail
My niggaz clown, bring a pound when 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, out, I was raised this way

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

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

before I die I'll be cursin' the law
Reincarnated bitch, even worse than
My fo'-fo' screamin'
My underhanded plan to get them niggaz while laid back

And Big Stretch hit the scene the mini-14
Servin' suckers like dope
the whole thing
Under pressure nigga, haha, that's

Never run, your gun in the air, oh yeah
Nigga ain't no time to spare
'Cause the ruckus and we fuck shit up
And with the stainless ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up

Flash then blast a nigga the quickness
Cock the four pound motherfucker when I 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 too tall
I'm just a thug who was born to brawl
my all, so niggaz wanna bring it to me
So I'ma sell my cocaine, and lay ass down G

Uhh, under
Yeah, look here

Runnin' wild, I never smiled as a
Even now I keep a when I come around
Don't ask me the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I last in the wrong

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
stupid-ass tricks get lifted

Nothing's changed, 'cause in the it's a steady aim
Fuck friends 'cause in the danger them change
weed, and stuff G's in my sock G
Car keys and Hennessy, the glock be?

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

Yeah, that's
pressure nigga
A nigga's pressure

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 we walk the streets
They stay silent, 'cause is cheap

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