Under Pressure — текст песни (Thug Life)

[2Pac]
Hahahaha, under pressure, yeahhh, bay-bayyyy!
The pressure`s on, Thug Life
When it`s on, it`s on

One of these days I`ll, learn, don`t fuck with trick-ass niggaz
Cause they, turn, into bitch-ass niggaz
I`m sick of bein stuck in the county jail
My niggaz clown, bring a pound when they postin bail
Smokin blunts in the driveway, my fo`-five
Screamin, Fuck the police! when we fly away, thug `til I die
You wonder why I`m made this way
I wasn`t, turned out, I was raised this way
I`m thinkin - theeese, are the dreams of a young teen
Scheeeme, to stack cream off of crack fiends
One-time can`t hold me
One of these days, we gotta bust back for the homies
Locked down in the penitentiary
I`ll, probably lose my mind if the pig sentence me
I`m, stressed, smokin weed, and nicotine
But what a nigga really need, is Thorazine
Right before I die I`ll be cursin the law
Reincarnated bitch, even worse than befo`
My fo`-fo` screamin payback
My underhanded plan to get them niggaz while they laid back
And Big Stretch hit the scene with the mini-14
Servin suckers like dope fiends, empty the whole thing
Under pressure nigga.. haha, that`s right!

[Stretch]
Never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah!
Nigga bust ain`t no time to spare
Cause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit up
And with the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin shit up
Flash then blast a nigga with the quickness
Cock the four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this
Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell
But when I`m walking on the street kid my name rings bells
And I never fell, nigga I stand too tall
I`m just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl
Givin my all, so niggaz wanna bring it to me
So I`ma sell my cocaine, and lay they ass down G
Uhh, under pressure

[2Pac]
Yeahhh.. look here though

Runnin wild, I never smiled as a juvenile
Even now I keep a frown when I come around
Don`t ask me `bout the past, it was all bad
Shots blasted, will I last in the wrong path
In the dark is where my heart saw the most grief
Motherfuckers is gettin shanked over gold teeth
Am I sick, cause I`m addicted to gettin splifted
Watchin stupid-ass tricks get lifted
Nothing`s changed, cause in the game it`s a steady aim
Fuck friends cause in the danger them niggaz change
Puff weed, and stuff G`s in my sock G
Car keys and Hennessy, where the glock be?
Time`s passin, will I last here another day
I put my gun away, and grab my AK
It`s gettin hectic, I can`t call it
House full of alcoholics, now a nigga`s under pressure

Yeah, that`s right
Under pressure nigga, a nigga`s under pressure
Yeahhh!

[2Pac and Stretch - repeat 11X]
When the pressure`s on, it`s a hit
Ski mask, extra gats, bring the clips
Don`t nobody move when we walk the streets
They stay silent, cause talk is cheap



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