Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little stuntin'
And we by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky with misses
Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of them puttin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em

When we do this shit now tell me why is you
When I be that type of nigga that get when I'm sleeping
And when I'm farting and I cop contries on the weekend
So ambitious my accoundents cop continents when I'm for me
Bussa the most dominant, start retreating
the street up, shit be sounding remarkable
When I'm homie
Huge batteries, bitch I'm tweaking, only
Short circuit electric chair bolteses feature Coly
*HIIIH* Like I'm short for breath drowning in rushes
Fuck a blunt bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and from busses
I defend my money like I come to punish
Defence mechanism infections, the way that BUSS IS
Ain't no around, I'm frontin, Get it?
As for getting bread Im like vomit so disgusting with it
my other alias, don't forget it, call me Snow-blower
Blowing bread like its nothing with it

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table
And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up frontin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay we see you in Phantom actin' cocky with your misses
Yea you ballin' you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We pressure on 'em

Okay, F Baby man I gotta put the pressure on 'em
Young Money the special team, we so Hester on 'em
Right up on your lips, got my dick resting on 'em
as they woke up, it came and left it on 'em
Swag with no effort on em, quicker a leopard on 'em
If he got watch me sprinkle salt and pepper on 'em
No just plenty metal for any fellow
settle everything for me and everything for me
Smoking on that G13 and everything
Specially y'all bitchass niggas, kiss-ass
gang 6 flags niggas, no rollercoaster
Real shit we hold the bread the hoes the toasters
Young Casanova, I their asses over
She say my dick stronger than a of Cola
Man Im so fly I got
Pressure bust pipes, but Weezy bust

Yea we see you bust a bottle at your little table
And we by the bar get the fucking up your frontin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky your misses
Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and none of bitches puttin'

on 'em
We pressure on 'em
We puttin' on 'em
We puttin' on 'em