Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

Under pressure, yeah,
The pressure's on, 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 county
My niggaz clown, bring a pound when postin' bail

Smokin' 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 stack off of crack fiends
One-time can't me
One of these days, we gotta bust for the homies

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

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

And Big Stretch hit the scene with the
Servin' suckers dope fiends
the whole thing
Under nigga, haha, that's right

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

Flash then blast a nigga with the
Cock the four pound motherfucker when I this and rip this
Damn, my mind is in the depths of
But I'm walking on the street kid my name 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 I'ma my cocaine, and lay they ass down G

Uhh, under
Yeah, here though

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

In the dark is where my heart saw the most
Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked gold teeth
Am I sick, I'm addicted to gettin' splifted
Watchin' stupid-ass get lifted

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

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

Yeah, that's
Under nigga
A under pressure

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, gats, bring 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 when we walk the streets
They silent, 'cause talk is cheap

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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