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, fuck with trick-ass niggaz
they, turn, into bitch-ass niggaz
I'm sick of stuck in the county jail
My niggaz clown, bring a pound they postin' bail

Smokin' in the driveway, my fo'-five
Screamin', "Fuck the police" we fly away, thug 'til I die
You wonder why I'm this way
I wasn't, out, I was raised this way

I'm thinkin', these, are the of a young teen
Scheme, to stack off of crack fiends
One-time hold me
One of these days, we gotta bust for the homies

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

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

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

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

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

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

Uhh, under
Yeah, look though

Runnin' wild, I never smiled as a
Even now I keep a frown when I come
Don't ask me 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 teeth
Am I sick, 'cause I'm addicted to gettin'
stupid-ass tricks get lifted

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

Time's passin', will I last another day
I put my gun and grab my AK
It's gettin' hectic, I call it
House full of alcoholics, now a under pressure

Yeah, right
pressure nigga
A nigga's under

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

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

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