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bbg ken, wildside sb, bbg tyler - pressure كلمات أغنية

[intro: bbg ken]

what it is, b_tch you know what it is

[verse 1: bbg ken]

that wildside (wildside) , you know what it is (know what it is)
i do this sh_t for real
he want smoke with who?
all that talking sh_t will get you k!lled
touching sh_t on boo, p_ssy b_tch i’m really in that field
what up? want a problem? i’m right here in that bottom (right in that bottom)
hiding his hands, promise i’ma find him
make these n_ggas bow they head (they head), when they see a don dada
boy stop acting like you yeah (yeah), ‘for i touch you with this chopper (brrah)
be full of weed, but it don’t solve my problems (solve my problems)
strapped down with them beams, investin’ in shottas (shottas)
want you not to f_ck with me, ’cause i ain’t what you follow (no)
the love left in my heart, only for my baby momma (my baby momma)

[verse 2: bbg ken]

so i can’t f_ck with you b_tch, no i can’t f_ck with you (no i can’t f_ck with you)
you say you f_ck with me b_tch? well i don’t f_ck with you (i don’t f_ck with you)
ain’t respond when they shot, sh_t i played it cool
[?] on his block, i ain’t have sh_t to lose (rrah)
63 shots, same night ain’t hit the news
one got touched twice, they never mentioned dude
think i ain’t spinnin’, b_tch you must be a fool
every time a n_gga’ went to trippin’, i came swerving through (through)
i want blood, so let’s get it in (let’s get it in)
claiming he a thug, [?] pull out the [?]
sayin’ we gon’ spin (spin), spin, we ain’t spin again
must be out your mind, shoulda’ never ever played with ken
[chorus: bbg ken]

walk down with cutters, and bang it out with berettas
i want him dead, i cannot wait till i catch him
i’ma send 6 shots in his head, until he left on the stretcher
p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?], and all i bring is that pressure
walk down with cutters, and bang it out with berettas
i want him dead, i cannot wait till i catch him
i’ma send 6 shots in his head, until he left on the stretcher (yeah, wildside sh_t)
p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?], and all i bring is that pressure (look)

[verse 3: wildside sb]

i’m really pressure (pressure), walk down, flush a p_ssy with this metal (rrah)
something like a [?], my n_ggas creeping any weather (any weather)
f_ck what they tell you, all you n_ggas gon’ die together (die together)
birds off a weather, f_ck it, [?] go get the shovel (go get the shovel)
where your pistol blood, you know i don’t give a f_ck (don’t give a f_ck)
i’m tryna’ bust him up, this glizzy here gon’ f_ck him up (it’s gonna f_ck him up)
like let me touch him up, and smoke him like some [?]
assisted to my blood, and let my blood get a puff
you n_ggas bluff, cause they ain’t comin’ how we comin’ (yeah)
all that crying on that ‘gram, you acting like a woman
must ain’t heard that this chopper hold a hunnid (rrah rrah), finger f_ck the trigger tryna’ put a n_gga’ under, sb

[chorus: bbg ken]
walk down with cutters, and bang it out with berettas
i want him dead, i cannot wait till i catch him
i’ma send 6 shots in his head, until he left on the stretcher
p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?], and all i bring is that pressure
walk down with cutters, and bang it out with berettas
i want him dead, i cannot wait till i catch him
i’ma send 6 shots in his head, until he left on the stretcher
p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?], and all i bring is that pressure

[verse 4: bbg tyler]

with this 40 i’m stepping ain’t sparing sh_t
i’ma lay me down one in a pool pit
on my nephew ‘lil b_tch we ain’t going for it
i’ma show you how to whoop a 30 stick (yeah, yeah)
30 shots in this glock and i [?] don’t miss
i walk down with this b_tch and watch how i hit
b_tch it’s straight out [?] want none of this
well i know you’re a b_tch you ain’t ’bout sh_t
in that bottom, yeah that’s where we all at
come down here and i promise you’ll get whacked
talking sh_t on that ‘gram better fall back
we go dumb b_tch we aim at your ball cap
no cap b_tch we steppin’ in public (no cap)
catch you up and you stuck like a mummy (like a mummy)
that wildside we the dumbest (we the dumbest), grew up serving them junkies (them junkies)
[chorus: bbg ken]

walk down with cutters, and bang it out with berettas
i want him dead, i cannot wait till i catch him
i’ma send 6 shots in his head, until he left on the stretcher
p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?], and all i bring is that pressure
walk down with cutters, and bang it out with berettas
i want him dead, i cannot wait till i catch him
i’ma send 6 shots in his head, until he left on the stretcher
p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?], and all i bring is that pressure

[outro: bbg tyler]

[?] left on the, ey p_ssy b_tch i’m really [?] and all i bring is that pressure, p_ssy b_tch
wildside sh_t, p_ssy b_tch you know that pressure pack
eat a n_gga d_ck put that b_tch all on your momma, you know, yeah
[?] b_tch

- bbg ken wildside sb bbg tyler

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