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 niggaz
I'm sick of bein' in the county jail
My niggaz clown, bring a pound when postin' bail

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

I'm thinkin', these, are the dreams of a young
Scheme, to cream off of crack fiends
can't hold me
One of days, we gotta bust back for the homies

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

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

And Big hit the scene with the mini-14
suckers like dope fiends
Empty the thing
Under pressure nigga, haha, that's

Never run, your gun in the air, oh yeah
Nigga bust no time to spare
'Cause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck up
And with the stainless steel ribbon boy we shit up

Flash then blast a nigga with the
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 street kid my rings bells

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

Uhh, pressure
Yeah, here 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 in the wrong path

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

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

Time's passin', will I here another day
I put my gun and grab my AK
It's gettin' hectic, I can't 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, gats, bring the clips
nobody move when we walk the streets
They stay silent, 'cause talk is

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

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