Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure

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

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

Okay we see you in your Phantom 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 pressure on 'em

When we do this now tell me why is you competing
When I be that type of nigga that get money when I'm
And when I'm farting and shittin' I cop 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 sounding
When I'm homie
Huge rechargable batteries, I'm tweaking, only
Short electric chair bolteses every feature Coly
*HIIIH* I'm short for breath drowning in money rushes
Fuck a blunt bitch I'm inhaling muffales(?) and from busses
I defend my like soldiers I come to punish
Defence mechanism infections, the way that BUSS IS
no fucking around, I'm frontin, Get it?
As for getting this bread Im like vomit so disgusting it
Here's my other alias, don't it, call me Snow-blower
Blowing this bread like its nothing it

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

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

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

Yea we see you bust a bottle at little table stuntin'
And we comin' by the bar get the fucking up 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 till you see us pullup and none of them bitches puttin'

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