Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yea we see you bust a bottle at little table stuntin'
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 them bitches

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