Under pressure, yeah, The on, Thug Life When it's on, on
One of these days I'll, learn, don't fuck with niggaz 'Cause they, turn, bitch-ass niggaz I'm sick of bein' stuck in the jail My clown, bring a pound when they postin' bail
Smokin' in the driveway, my fo'-five Screamin', "Fuck the police" when we fly away, 'til I die You wonder why I'm made way I wasn't, turned out, I was raised way
I'm thinkin', these, are the dreams of a teen Scheme, to cream off of crack fiends One-time can't me One of these days, we gotta back for the homies
Locked down in the I'll, probably my mind if the pig sentence me I'm, stressed, smokin' weed, and But a nigga really need, is Thorazine
Right I die I'll be cursin' the law Reincarnated bitch, even worse befo' My screamin' payback My underhanded to get them niggaz while they laid back
And Big Stretch hit the scene with the Servin' suckers like fiends Empty the whole Under pressure nigga, haha, that's
Never run, throw gun in the air, oh yeah Nigga ain't no time to spare the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up And with the stainless ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up
then blast a nigga with the quickness Cock the four pound when I spit this and rip this Damn, my mind is in the of hell But when I'm walking on the street kid my rings bells
And I fell, nigga I stand too tall I'm just a thug who was born to brawl Givin' my all, so niggaz wanna it to me So sell my cocaine, and lay they ass down G
Uhh, under Yeah, here though
Runnin' wild, I smiled as a juvenile now I keep a frown 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 saw the most grief Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked over teeth Am I sick, 'cause I'm addicted to splifted Watchin' stupid-ass tricks get
Nothing's changed, in the game it's a steady aim Fuck friends 'cause in the them niggaz change weed, and stuff 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 away and my AK It's gettin' hectic, I can't 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, extra gats, the clips Don't nobody move when we the streets They stay silent, talk is cheap
When the pressure's on, a hit Ski mask, extra gats, the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the They stay silent, talk is cheap
the pressure's on, it's a hit Ski mask, extra gats, the clips Don't nobody move we walk the streets They stay silent, 'cause is cheap ...