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letra de under pressure - thug life



under pressure

yeah babyyy

when tha pressures on…

thug life

when it’s on it’s on


one of these days i’ll
don’t f-ck with trick -ss n-gg-s
cause they
turn into b-tch -ss n-gg-s
i’m sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
my n-gg-s clown
bring a pound
when they posten bail
smokein’ blunts in tha driveway
my four five screamin
f-ck tha police
won’t fly away, thug, till i die
you wonder why i’m made this way
i wasn’t
turned out
i was raised this way
of thinkin
these are tha dreams of a young teen
sceam, and stack green on tha crack fiends
one time can’t hold me
one of these days
we gotta bust back for tha homies
locked down in tha penitentry
finaly loose my mind
if tha pigs succeed
stress, smoken weed and nicoteen
but what a n-gg- really need is thorozine
right before i die
i’ll be curseing tha law
reincarnated b-tch even worse than before
my four-four’s givin payback
my underhanded plan
to get them n-gg-s while they laid back
and big stretch hit tha scene with tha mini 14
servin suckers like dope fiends
and lead tha whole team

under pressure n-gg-

that’s right


never run
throw your gun in tha air
oh yeah
n-gg- bust ain’t no time to spare
called tha ruffest mothaf-cker and we f-ck sh-t up
and with tha stainless steel [?], we cut sh-t up
flash and blast a n-gg- with tha quickness
c-ck tha four pound motherf-cker when i spit this and rip this
d-mn, my mind is in tha depths of h-ll
but when i’m walking on tha street kid my name rings bells
and i never fell
n-gg- i stand to tall
i’m just a thug motherf-cker who was born to brawl
givin my all
so n-gg-s wanna bring it to me
so i’ma sell my cocain
and lay they -ss down ‘g’

under pressure


yeah, look here tho

runnin wild
i never smiled as a juvenile
even now i keep a frown when i come around
don’t ask me about tha past
it was all bad
shots blasted
will i last
in tha wrong path
in tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief
mothaf-ckers is getten shanked over gold teeth
am i sick?
cause i’m addicted to get splifted
watch tha stupid -ss tricks get lifted
nothens changed
cause in tha came it’s a steady aim
f-ck friends
cause when in danger those n-gg-s change
puff weed
and stuff g’s in my sock g
call ki’s and hennessy where tha glock be
times p-ssen will i last here another day
i put my gun away
and grab my ak
it’s getten hectic
i can’t call it
house full of alcoholics
now we’re n-gg-s under pressure

yeah, that’s right…
under pressure, we’re n-gg-s under pressure


(tupac and stretch together repeated 11x)

when tha pressures on it’s a hit
ski mask
extra gats
bring tha clips
don’t n-body move when we walk tha streets
they stay silent
cause talk is cheap