Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

One of these days I'll, learn, don't fuck trick-ass niggaz
'Cause they, turn, into bitch-ass
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 why I'm made this way
I wasn't, turned out, I was this way

I'm thinkin', these, are the dreams of a teen
Scheme, to stack off of crack fiends
One-time can't 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, even worse befo'
My fo'-fo' payback
My underhanded plan to get niggaz while they laid back

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

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

then blast a nigga with 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 name bells

And I never fell, I stand too tall
I'm just a thug motherfucker who was to brawl
Givin' my all, so wanna bring it to me
So I'ma my cocaine, and lay they ass down G

Uhh, pressure
Yeah, here though

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

Nothing's changed, 'cause in the it's a steady aim
Fuck friends 'cause in the danger them change
Puff weed, and 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 and grab my AK
It's hectic, I can't call it
House full of alcoholics, now a nigga's under

Yeah, right
Under pressure
A nigga's pressure

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

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the
Don't nobody move we walk the streets
They stay silent, talk is cheap

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