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omb peezy - pressure كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
aha, you already know what the f-ck it is n-gga (homegrown, mobile, alabama n-gga)

[verse 1]
peezy, (ohh, aye) i’m a thug n-gga till i die
staying in the fast lane till i crash, i ain’t worried ’bout a f-ck n-gga right now
mind to busy thinkin’ bout cash, time get bad, i’ma get good stacking all my cash while i’m thuggin’ in the hood
and i got that mag, man i get that understood
run up on me, man i wish a n-gga would
sitting on your -ss while peezy be counting
waiting on your daddy to come give you allowence
playing with the cash get you baked like a brownie
to busy for yo’ -ss so your mama be frownin’, ‘fore a n-gga ask, imma get it on my own
whether robbing n-ggas or making these songs
if a n-gga hate imma let him hate till i’m gone
before i hang with f-ck n-ggas i’d rather be alone
say that i’m living way too fast for my age
if a young n-gga livin’ fast nowadays
move everything slow, that’s how you get played
if a n-gga play me then somebody getting blazed, (foreal)
since a young n-gga, man i’ve been getting guap
praying on glock trynna make it to the top
i be with my n-ggas thuggin’ on the block
running through the numbers like the hand on the clock
i’m strapped up with a stack on me, trap me up
i lay you flat homie, i worked to hard just to get that money
i never let a n-gga take that from me
i stay polo from the head to the ground
with a four four i’ll knock a n-gga down
four o got a third in the clip
put a tag on your head like a muf-ckin’ cow, racks on me, put a beam on you, put a beam on me? that’s what you ain’t gonna do, you a real n-gga if you walk up and n-ggas looking down like they ain’t ever seen yo’ shoes, you a f-ck n-gga, man that’s something i can prove, hit you with the tool
throw yo’ -ss in the pool
everything cool till’ a n-gga get blues
have everybody crying in the middle of yo’ school

[verse 2]
in the club boy watch out for my shoes
4 doors this is not a lil’ coupe, put up the pistol you not finna shoot
hotel with these b-tches surroundin’ my room
peezy p and the p is for pressure i’m smokin’ pressure eating shrimp in the booth, never p-ssy been ’bout whatever
you got a choppa then show me what it do, and the [?] and they saw me shinnin’ with my crew
i was cleaning my room and i looked out the window
and i caught ’em sleepin’ on the floo, (oo)
came out the house with my hood and my tooly
i made them run up out they shoes
this is for n-ggas who really be thuggin’ out there with nothin’ to prove

[outro]
i pray to god (first you get that money then you get that power)
in here on my lonley, i’ve been in this b-tch for hours
pray to god it didn’t rain and i looked up and it got cloudy (why it get cloudy?)
been there holdin’ the ceiling, there ain’t sh-t you can do about it, still i pray

- omb peezy

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