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Артист: Thug LifeНазвание : Under PressureДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap gangsta rap west coast rap hip hop Видео:
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Hahahaha, under pressure, yeahhh, bay-bayyyy! The pressure`s on, Thug Life When it`s on, it`s on One of these days I`ll, learn, don`t fuck with trick-ass niggaz Cause they, turn, into bitch-ass niggaz I`m sick of bein stuck in the county jail My niggaz clown, bring a pound when they postin bail Smokin blunts in the driveway, my fo`-five Screamin, "Fuck the police!" when we fly away, thug `til I die You wonder why I`m made this way I wasn`t, turned out, I was raised this way I`m thinkin - theeese, are the dreams of a young teen Scheeeme, to stack cream off of crack fiends One-time can`t hold me One of these days, we gotta bust back for the homies Locked down in the penitentiary I`ll, probably lose my mind if the pig sentence me I`m, stressed, smokin weed, and nicotine But what a nigga really need, is Thorazine Right before I die I`ll be cursin the law Reincarnated bitch, even worse than befo` My fo`-fo` screamin payback My underhanded plan to get them niggaz while they laid back And Big Stretch hit the scene with the mini-14 Servin suckers like dope fiends, empty the whole thing Under pressure nigga.. haha, that`s right! [Stretch] Never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah! Nigga bust ain`t no time to spare Cause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up And with the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin shit up Flash then blast a nigga with the quickness Cock the four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell But when I`m walking on the street kid my name rings bells And I never fell, nigga I stand too tall I`m just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl Givin my all, so niggaz wanna bring it to me So I`ma sell my cocaine, and lay they ass down G Uhh, under pressure [2Pac] Yeahhh.. look here though Runnin wild, I never smiled as a juvenile Even now I keep a frown when I come around Don`t ask me `bout the past, it was all bad Shots blasted, will I last in the wrong path In the dark is where my heart saw the most grief Motherfuckers is gettin shanked over gold teeth Am I sick, cause I`m addicted to gettin splifted Watchin stupid-ass tricks get lifted Nothing`s changed, cause in the game it`s a steady aim Fuck friends cause in the danger them niggaz change Puff weed, and stuff G`s in my sock G Car keys and Hennessy, where the glock be? Time`s passin, will I last here another day I put my gun away, and grab my AK It`s gettin hectic, I can`t call it House full of alcoholics, now a nigga`s under pressure Yeah, that`s right Under pressure nigga, a nigga`s under pressure Yeahhh! [2Pac and Stretch - repeat 11X] When the pressure`s on, it`s a hit Ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips Don`t nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap | Похожие исполнители:
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