Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

One of days I'll, learn, don't fuck with trick-ass niggaz
'Cause they, turn, into bitch-ass
I'm sick of bein' stuck in the county
My niggaz clown, bring a pound when 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 teen
Scheme, to cream off of crack fiends
One-time hold 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 really need, is

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

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

Never run, your gun in the air, oh yeah
Nigga bust no time to spare
'Cause the motherfucker and we fuck 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 this and rip
Damn, my mind is in the depths of
But when I'm walking on the kid my name rings bells

And I never fell, I stand too tall
I'm just a thug motherfucker who was to brawl
my all, so niggaz wanna bring it to me
So I'ma 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 frown when I around
ask me 'bout the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I last in the path

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

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

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

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

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

When the 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

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