Текст песни 2Pac - Under Pressure
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[2Pac]Hahahaha, under pressure, yeahhh, bay-bayyyy!The pressure`s on, Thug LifeWhen it`s on, it`s onOne of these days I`ll, learn, don`t fuck with trick-ass niggazCause they, turn, into bitch-ass niggazI`m sick of bein stuck in the county jailMy niggaz clown, bring a pound when they postin bailSmokin blunts in the driveway, my fo`-fiveScreamin, "Fuck the police!" when we fly away, thug `til I dieYou wonder why I`m made this wayI wasn`t, turned out, I was raised this wayI`m thinkin - theeese, are the dreams of a young teenScheeeme, to stack cream off of crack fiendsOne-time can`t hold meOne of these days, we gotta bust back for the homiesLocked down in the penitentiaryI`ll, probably lose my mind if the pig sentence meI`m, stressed, smokin weed, and nicotineBut what a nigga really need, is ThorazineRight before I die I`ll be cursin the lawReincarnated bitch, even worse than befo`My fo`-fo` screamin paybackMy underhanded plan to get them niggaz while they laid backAnd Big Stretch hit the scene with the mini-14Servin suckers like dope fiends, empty the whole thingUnder pressure nigga.. haha, that`s right![Stretch]Never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah!Nigga bust ain`t no time to spareCause the ruckus motherfucker and we fuck shit upAnd with the stainless steel ribbon boy we cuttin shit upFlash then blast a nigga with the quicknessCock the four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip thisDamn, my mind is in the depths of hellBut when I`m walking on the street kid my name rings bellsAnd I never fell, nigga I stand too tallI`m just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawlGivin my all, so niggaz wanna bring it to meSo I`ma sell my cocaine, and lay they ass down GUhh, under pressure[2Pac]Yeahhh.. look here thoughRunnin wild, I never smiled as a juvenileEven now I keep a frown when I come aroundDon`t ask me `bout the past, it was all badShots blasted, will I last in the wrong pathIn the dark is where my heart saw the most griefMotherfuckers is gettin shanked over gold teethAm I sick, cause I`m addicted to gettin spliftedWatchin stupid-ass tricks get liftedNothing`s changed, cause in the game it`s a steady aimFuck friends cause in the danger them niggaz changePuff weed, and stuff G`s in my sock GCar keys and Hennessy, where the glock be?Time`s passin, will I last here another dayI put my gun away, and grab my AKIt`s gettin hectic, I can`t call itHouse full of alcoholics, now a nigga`s under pressureYeah, that`s rightUnder pressure nigga, a nigga`s under pressureYeahhh![2Pac and Stretch - repeat 11X]When the pressure`s on, it`s a hitSki mask, extra gats, bring the clipsDon`t nobody move when we walk the streetsThey stay silent, cause talk is cheap