Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

One of these days I'll, learn, don't fuck with niggaz
they, turn, into bitch-ass niggaz
I'm sick of bein' stuck in the county
My niggaz clown, a pound when they postin' bail

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

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

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

Right I die I'll be cursin' the law
Reincarnated bitch, worse than befo'
My fo'-fo' screamin'
My plan to get them niggaz 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 your gun in the air, oh
Nigga bust no time to spare
'Cause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck up
And the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up

Flash then blast a nigga the quickness
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 name rings

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, pressure
Yeah, here though

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

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

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

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

Yeah, right
pressure nigga
A nigga's pressure

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

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

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