Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

Okay we see you in your Phantom actin' cocky 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 puttin' on 'em

we do this shit now tell me why is you competing
When I be that type of nigga that get money I'm sleeping
And when I'm farting and shittin' I cop contries on the
So ambitious my accoundents cop when I'm eating for me
Bussa Buss the most dominant, retreating
Beat the street up, shit be sounding
I'm speaking homie
Huge rechargable batteries, bitch I'm tweaking,
Short circuit electric chair bolteses feature Coly
*HIIIH* Like I'm short for drowning in money rushes
Fuck a bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and smoke from busses
I defend my money like soldiers I come to
Defence from infections, the way that BUSS IS
no fucking around, I'm frontin, Get it?
As for getting this bread Im like vomit so with it
Here's my other alias, forget it, call me Snow-blower
this bread like its nothing with it

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 actin' cocky with your misses
Yea you ballin' till you see us pullup and of them bitches puttin'

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

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

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

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