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z-ro – pressure (intro) كلمات اغاني

[intro]
1 deep entertainment
bow down to something greater than yourself, chief
the blind stares of a hundred pairs of eyes that you will never be able to see, haha
r.i.p. makaveli, [?]

[chorus: z_ro & 2pac]
bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
b_b_bang like a crip or blood, crip or blood (n_ggas can’t see me)
my lyrics bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
it ain’t nothin’ but a party when we thug (n_ggas can’t see me)
my lyrics bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
b_b_bang like a crip or blood, crip or blood (hold me, it ain’t easy)
my lyrics bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
it ain’t nothin’ but a party when we thug (uh)
[verse]
well, it’s been a long time
i shouldn’t have left you with all these weak_ass rappers, didn’t mean to disrespect you
homie, this ain’t the type of rap you should wear a dress to
y’all n_ggas trippin’, but it ain’t too late, you can be rescued
i do my own thang, i don’t do nothin’ like the rest do
you ain’t rockin’ with me? f_ck it, i’m not tryna impress you
i do it for the real n_ggas and b_tches tryna get through
i’m hood jesus, n_ggas don’t know who they standin’ next to
y’all n_ggas ain’t motivated, i can’t be around that
i’m lookin’ for smiles, tryna forget where all the frowns at
the whole city mine, the f_ck i’ma be out of bounds at?
i’m everywhere except where all the b_tch n_ggas and clowns at
p_ssy n_gga tryna drag my mud through the mud
i ain’t lookin’ for him, but wherever i see him, he gon’ die in that
if i run into his ass on 59 and westpark
then 59 and westpark is where he can be found at, ayy
f_ck is that, a handbag, homie?
i’ll carry all my sh_t, it ain’t a handbag on me
big d_ck, big pistol, man swag on me
ain’t no fingernail polish, that ain’t man swag, homie
so let them busters know it’s on for life
and let the real n_ggas ride tonight (haha)
[?][1:48] drowsy, i be hittin’ high notes
but i will really murder, you can catch the strap tomorrow
you can’t see it, but it be with me wherever i go
they wait for me to come out the back, but i took the side door
sometimes i forget i’m a rapper, i’m out my mind, ho
so stop playin’ with me ’cause somebody might really die, bro (r.i.p.)
homicide ain’t somethin’ i’m tryna be doin’ time for
my celly be rappin’ for me, for what? i’m not gon’ sign, bro
they go to breakfast and lunch, i’ma be layin’ down though
locker full of free world, ain’t standin’ in no line, ho
a lot of people hate me, look, it is what it is
they was laughin’ like my bag would never get big, but it did
and if i ever put a hit on you, it did what it did
i’m just sayin’, i never been the one to play with, b_tch
lay some bread on me, i ain’t the one to lay with, b_tch
they hustle every now and then, i’m every day with this sh_t
opps watchin’, but, basically, stay out my way with this sh_t
they know better than to f_ck with joseph mcvey with this sh_t
i’m pressed
[chorus: z_ro & 2pac]
bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
b_b_bang like a crip or blood, crip or blood (n_ggas can’t see me)
my lyrics bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
it ain’t nothin’ but a party when we thug (n_ggas can’t see me)
my lyrics bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
b_b_bang like a crip or blood, crip or blood (hold me, it ain’t easy)
my lyrics bang like a crip or blood, n_gga, what?
it ain’t nothin’ but a party when we thug, when we thug, when we thug

- z ro

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