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letra de pressure - rushy (straight3)

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hows man talk about pressure, i dont feel pressure
send a text in the chat (?) i give out some testers
then back to my leasure
i got bro to the end card
thats my brudda, thats my brudda, thats my brudda
i ain’t got no gun but if i cop (?) bury it like treasrure, ayy
born in the eastside coulda been a daily offender crazy extender
might see me in the west with the (?) or see me with k he like -rs-nal winger
big spender thought he was a spender, done all the spend and spendin stop
think your the man, come to the block
can’t take out your chain when your sh-t get popped

no opp can’t milly rock on my block
i hit so many shots on my block
i sip my henny dont need the wock
got cats like (?)
pressure
ain’t been around for a while but its calm cause the crowd go man when i enter
still break down bricks like jenga (chop that, chop that)

no opp can’t milly rock on my block
i hit so many shots on my block
i sip my henny dont need the wock
got cats like (?)
pressure
ain’t been around for a while but its calm cause the crowd go man when i enter
still break down bricks like jenga (chop that, chop that)
ayy cats keep calling my phone, leave me alone im grindin
i woke up this morning smiling, hating tryna bring me down i dont know why
n-ggas out here stealin flows tryna keep it on the low fore they did it on the sly
stepped in the fuction with a bottle of henny and a (?) and i did it for the vibe (true)
pushed back and i did it with the guys
done it with the green bro done with (?)
done it with a text bro did it with (?)
everyone (?) when i did it with a lie
little man you dont wanna live this life
outside with ya a kitchen knife
til things get hot on the block and this sh-t goes left or you needs advice

hows man talk about pressure, i dont feel pressure
send a text in the chat (?) i give out some testers
then back to my leasure
i got bro to the end card
thats my brudda, thats my brudda, thats my brudda
i ain’t got no gun but if i cop (?) bury it like treasrure, ayy
born in the eastside coulda been a daily offender crazy extender
might see me in the west with the (?) or see me with k he like -rs-nal winger
big spender thought he was a spender, done all the spend and spendin stop
think your the man, come to the block
can’t take out your chain when your sh-t get popped

no opp can’t milly rock on my block
i hit so many shots on my block
i sip my henny dont need the wock
got cats like (?)
pressure
ain’t been around for a while but its calm cause the crowd go man when i enter
still break down bricks like jenga (chop that, chop that)

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