Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

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

Smokin' in the driveway, my fo'-five
Screamin', "Fuck the police" we fly away, thug '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 young
Scheme, to stack off of crack fiends
can't hold me
One of these days, we gotta bust for the homies

down in the penitentiary
I'll, lose my mind if the pig sentence 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 befo'
My screamin' payback
My underhanded plan to get them niggaz while they back

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

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

Flash 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 rings

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

Uhh, pressure
Yeah, look though

Runnin' wild, I never smiled as a
Even now I keep a frown when I around
Don't ask me the past, it was all bad
blasted, will I last in the wrong path

In the dark is where my saw the most grief
Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked over gold
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 'cause in the danger them change
Puff weed, and stuff G's in my G
Car and Hennessy, where the glock be?

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

Yeah, right
Under nigga
A nigga's pressure

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

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the
Don't move 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 silent, 'cause talk is cheap
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