Luyện nghe bài hát Under Pressure

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

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

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

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

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

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

And Big Stretch hit the scene the mini-14
Servin' 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
the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up
And with the stainless steel ribbon boy we 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 I'm walking on the street 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 my cocaine, and lay they ass down G

Uhh, under
Yeah, here though

wild, I never smiled as a juvenile
Even now I keep a frown when I come
ask me 'bout the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I last in the wrong

In the dark is my heart saw the most grief
Motherfuckers is gettin' shanked over teeth
Am I sick, 'cause I'm addicted to gettin'
Watchin' 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, the glock be?

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

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

When the pressure's on, a hit
Ski mask, gats, bring the clips
Don't move when we walk the streets
stay silent, 'cause talk is cheap

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