Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

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

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

I'm thinkin', these, are the of a young teen
Scheme, to stack cream off of fiends
One-time can't 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 need, is Thorazine

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

And Big Stretch hit the scene with the
suckers like dope fiends
Empty the thing
pressure 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 shit up
And the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin' shit up

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

And I fell, nigga I stand too tall
I'm a thug motherfucker 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, here though

Runnin' wild, I smiled as a juvenile
Even now I keep a frown I come around
ask me 'bout the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, I last in the wrong path

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

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

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

Yeah, that's
pressure nigga
A nigga's under

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

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