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Pressure Lyrics - Artist : Juicy J
Man when these niggas get under pressure, they will snitch on you I don't give a fuck if you've been knowing these niggas all your life
Y'all grew up... that shit don't mean shit Niggas ain't real mane These niggas screaming all that real shit, but under pressure niggas fold You niggas some hoes mhm You niggas screaming all that killa shit but under pressure niggas fold mm You niggas some hoes they some hoes You the type to tell some Tell some, they snitching You the type to tell some Tell some, they telling You the type to tell some Tell some, they snitching You the type to tell some Tell some, they telling [Verse 1:] Oh we know you told you done sold your soul Working with the devil for that pot of gold Say you on parole, got em for the low I should have my little nigga come through and kick ya door You the type to tell, cause you scared as hell That I used to have a choppa on me and a scale See I got a couple partners waiting on they bail That'll knock the meat up out your taco with these shells See we ain't on that hoe shit, tell em we don't know shit Yo name all up in that paperwork you couldn't hold it See these niggas just like lawn chairs they just keep on folding Keep talking how them niggas hit you up and keep on rolling These niggas screaming all that real shit, but under pressure niggas fold You niggas some hoes mhm You niggas screaming all that killa shit but under pressure niggas fold mm You niggas some hoes they some hoes You the type to tell some Tell some, they snitching You the type to tell some Tell some, they telling You the type to tell some Tell some, they snitching You the type to tell some Tell some, they telling Word round town you doing a whole lot of talking Nigga you ain't heard? You gon wake up in a coffin Word round town you doing a whole lot of snitching Nigga you ain't heard? You gon wake up in one of them ditches Leave em missing in the river we call that sending em fishing Got a couple dirty bitches in my kitchen doing dishes Make a couple hunnit thou, leave a lil bit for my misses Tell that bitch don't do no talking you just sit back and just listen I can show you how to get that bag and show you how to flip it Pay attention to the game, they would die for the way we living You can't even have a nigga round on a mission Niggas snitching on they own, got to stay up out of prison Damn! These niggas screaming all that real shit, but under pressure niggas fold You niggas some hoes mhm You niggas screaming all that killa shit but under pressure niggas fold mm You niggas some hoes they some hoes You the type to tell some Tell some, they snitching You the type to tell some Tell some, they telling You the type to tell some Tell some, they snitching You the type to tell some Tell some, they telling [Juicy J and DJ Blak:] I'm telling you mane, you gotta watch these niggas mane. I'm telling you bruh, they ain't who they say they is Or who they claim to be You gotta trust yourself man, you wanna do anything, get something done, just do it yourself fuck a nigga They talking too much It's so simple, stop snitching, stop lying, stop being a bitch out there man All you gotta do is stay in your lane DJ Blak, Juicy J. Rules of the game are simple baby Fix your face my nigga, if you don't know what I'm talking bout |
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