Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

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

blunts in the driveway, my fo'-five
Screamin', "Fuck the police" we fly away, thug '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 dreams of a young
Scheme, to cream off of crack fiends
One-time hold me
One of these days, we bust back for the homies

Locked in the penitentiary
I'll, probably lose my mind if the pig me
I'm, stressed, weed, and nicotine
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 they laid back

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

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

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

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

Uhh, pressure
Yeah, look here

Runnin' wild, I smiled as a juvenile
Even now I keep a frown when I come
Don't ask me the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I in the wrong path

In the dark is where my saw the most grief
Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked over teeth
Am I sick, 'cause I'm addicted to gettin'
stupid-ass tricks get lifted

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

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

Yeah, right
Under pressure
A nigga's pressure

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

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

the pressure's on, it's a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, the clips
nobody move when we walk the streets
They stay silent, 'cause is cheap
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