pressure hit - officially dee lyrics
[intro]
a n*gga know what up
*oh you mean the soja dude ?*
i said a n*gga know what up
whole lot of 4 sh*t
whole lot of ttk sh*t
[hook]
when pressure hit n*ggas tend to fold but this the life i live (for real)
shooters sliding but the opps they hiding cause we trained to k!ll (on gang)
who want smoke cause i got a joe and yes tobacco k!lls (cough)
he a savage catch him up in traffic, ask him how he feel
for that bag we gone get ’em all we gone spin tomorrow
wit my n*ggas we gone blow that bag while we in the mall
get yo b*tch ‘fore i take her then i pass her through the clique
and that’s on gang if you say my name we finna send a blitz
[verse 1]
n*ggas talkin’ out they body i’m like who the h*ll is this ?
call up trey and we gone make a play but first i call a b*tch
ask her to set the n*gga up give her that bag then she can dip
b*tch you claim that you be steppin’ catch you laying in yo crib
a n*gga say that he want beef but i’m aiming at his ribs
body after body, another bag getting zipped
i could of sworn i told these p*ssy n*ggas ‘fore to close they lips
they smile in my face like i don’t know they wanna see me k!lled
[hook]
when pressure hit n*ggas tend to fold but this the life i live (for real)
shooters sliding but the opps they hiding cause we trained to k!ll (on gang)
who want smoke cause i got a joe and yes tobacco k!lls (cough)
he a savage catch him up in traffic, ask him how he feel
for that bag we gone get ’em all we gone spin tomorrow
wit my n*ggas we gone blow that bag while we in the mall
get yo b*tch ‘fore i take her then i pass her through the clique
and that’s on gang if you say my name we finna send a blitz
[verse 2]
i can’t stop until my brothers got that bag too
im saucing on a b*tch n*gga call me ragu
don’t f*ck with me beef last forever like a tattoo
and if yo’ feature dirty b*tch then imma tax you (on gang)
[hook]
when pressure hit n*ggas tend to fold but this the life i live (for real)
shooters sliding but the opps they hiding cause we trained to k!ll (on gang)
who want smoke cause i got a joe and yes tobacco k!lls (cough)
he a savage catch him up in traffic, ask him how he feel
for that bag we gone get ’em all we gone spin tomorrow
wit my n*ggas we gone blow that bag while we in the mall
get yo b*tch ‘fore i take her then i pass her through the clique
and that’s on gang if you say my name we finna send a blitz
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