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pressure 2.0 - glizzy2100 lyrics

[intro: glizzy2100]
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (mia jay c, on gang)
yeah (yeah, on gang), ooh, on gang, yeah, on gang, yeah, brr (brr)
ayy, them f*ck n*ggas under that pressure, n*gga (they under that pressure, n*gga)
f*ck n*ggas under that pressure, n*gga (ayy, danni mob, mia jay c)
uh, uh, yep, on gang (brr, on gang)
yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh

[verse 1: glizzy2100]
b*tch, i’m danni mob (i’m danni mob), uh, y’all know how we steppin’, uh (yep)
we be them n*ggas that put n*ggas under that pressure (brr)
thirty shots in this bl!cker (brr), uh, n*gga, put that vest up (that vest up)
n*ggas be in they feelings, we’ve been winnin’ and they can’t catch up (catch up)
but we don’t wanna talk (nope), nah, not at all (at all)
i don’t give a f*ck what you thought, n*gga, we is not involved, uh
p*ssy, you ain’t one of them n*ggas, we don’t know you at all
hе talkin’ like he with it, but really hе ain’t gonna blow at all, uh
n*ggas keep on dissin’ like bronem won’t shoot ’em all
it’s best to keep bronem out your mouth ‘fore we shoot it off, uh (brr)
7.62s in that chop, uh (brr), gon’ clear it all (on gang)
we hit the mall (yep), buy it all, f*ck what it cost (yep)
and for black man, we throw bs up, for lil tim, we gon’ ball, uh
hood legends in these streets, they livin’ through us all (livin’ through us all)
rest in peace my n*gga freak, d*mn, i miss my dog, uh (d*mn, i miss my dog)
it’s f*ck the opps, ain’t n0body missing y’all
[chorus: glizzy2100]
ayy, it’s pressure (ayy, it’s pressure)
yeah them f*ck n*ggas under that pressure (they under that pressure)
n*gga disrespect the mob, then he can get put on a stretcher
ayy, it’s pressure (brr)
yeah, i don’t give a f*ck what they yellin’ (f*ck they yellin’)
pull up on a f*ck n*gga block, hit him up, i don’t care what he sellin’ (on gang, brr)
ayy, it’s pressure (pressure)

[verse 2: dmoe21]
it’s pressure (pressure), these f*ck n*ggas don’t want pressure (brr)
ain’t got no big homie, who the f*ck gon’ give me a lecture? (uh*uh)
if we spinnin’, then we spinnin’, nothin’ more, nothin’ extra (b*tch)
if you get up in that way, we just gon’ add you to that stretcher (uh*huh)
for danni, we f*ckin’ up bs up, for black man, f*ck the law (f*ck 12)
for real, them six can’t touch the 6, if they do, we gon’ knock them off (b*tch)
for bro, if i see a g with his b*tch, i’m still gon’ toss (brr)
i heard that n*gga got left up on the loot, he must’ve got lost
i bet that wasn’t part of the plan
should’ve came back for your boy, we would’ve left you with your mans (on bro)
we be smokin’ on the opps and turn they b*tches into fans (on bro)
that n*gga say i’m what? that lil’ boy must be high off xans (b*tch)
if i up this glock, then i’m gon’ blam
brand new thirty, it better not jam (uh*uh)
got bro with me, he got a fn (uh*huh)
he gon’ blow like he swingin’ a fan
nah, he gon’ blow like there’s somethin’ in your eye
hit that top, send him to the sky
fill his ass up, make sure he die (b*tch)
we them n*ggas, i wouldn’t lie
wanna hit the t? ayy, just try
your boys won’t do it, they know why
if they do, they gon’ die
we got .40s and .45s (b*tch)
got a couple .9s, beams inside (b*tch)
got dracos, taller side (b*tch)
got big macs, ain’t no fries
you want smoke? then just try, b*tch (grrah, grrah, grrah)
[chorus: glizzy2100]
ayy, it’s pressure (ayy, it’s pressure)
yeah them f*ck n*ggas under that pressure (they under that pressure)
n*gga disrespect the mob, then he can get put on a stretcher
ayy, it’s pressure (pressure, brr)
yeah, i don’t give a f*ck what they yellin’ (f*ck they yellin’)
pull up on a f*ck n*gga block, hit him up, i don’t care what he sellin’ (on gang, brr)
ayy, it’s pressure

[outro: glizzy2100]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (b*tch)
yeah, on gang, yep

- glizzy2100 lyrics

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