Luyện nghe bài hát Pressed

Why you bitches so pressed (for)
Open up the all I do is press four (four)
Got you off ballin' up your fist for (for)
Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!)

Ahh!
It's the hooligan (nigga)
Eat these rappers up, you just food to me (nigga)
Rap don't work, I'm a
honey make you desert, wash it down with some liqour
Li-lit up, the pill make a turn flipper
You so um, all on the bottom of my
I Nick trip, got the Cannon on me like
rappers man, all I see is liars (Ahh!)
Rough riders, gang niggas, kush
Get smashed, Halloween, Mike
My religion, plenty no choirs
They call me the royal penis, highness
For when they give it up, it up, leave it wit' us
Eatin' my dust, you bustas dusty on the bus
quick, pick her up or you ain't bad, you ain't nothing
All my niggas eatin' the last supper, nigga

Uhh! (Ahh!)
Why you bitches so for? (pressed for)
up the gate, all I do is press four (press four)
Got you pissed off ballin' up fist for (fist for)
make me pull out my pistol (bang!)
Don't make me pull out my (bang!)
Don't make me out my pistol (bang!)
Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!)
Why these bitches so pressed (pressed for)
Why bitches so pressed for? (pressed for)
you bitches so pressed for? (pressed for) (yeah)
Why bitches so pressed for? (pressed for)
make me pull out my pistol

Uhh!
Don't me pull out my pistol
that seaside my bitch is official
Get or take it cause that is a ritual
This bitch was talkin' I had to come
I don't to lose it's bad habits
All my loyal and true and no fashion (fashion)
My niggas the juice, they all strappin'
Sleepin' on me, hatin me I'm straight gassin' (gassin')
I'm in is luxury (luxury)
Them hoes know they can't fuck wit' me (fuck wit' me)
look me in the face when you stunt on me (stunt on me)
Better ask a weak ho try to front on me (front on me)
Now tell me where that bitch at, that ass
All this good food, I'm I ain't get fat
Wake up then 'urn up then turn up the shit (fast)
I'm coming through with that pistol you get back, bitch!

Ahh!
Why you so pressed for? (for)
Open up the gate all I do is press (four)
Got you pissed off up your fist for (for)
Don't make me pull out my (bang!)
Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!)
Don't make me pull out my (bang!)
Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!)
Why these bitches so pressed (pressed for)
Why these bitches so pressed (pressed for)
Wh-why bitches so pressed for? (pressed for)
Why these so pressed for? (pressed for)
Don't make me pull out my

If we get rowdy (yeah), all my niggas (yeah)
Why you so burst for (burst for)
Don't me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol)
If we got a problem (yeah), all my sorry (yeah)
Why you bitches so for? (burst for)
make me pull out my pistol (pull out my pistol)

Damn!
Hop up in my lap, get (high)
Pistol grip from my lap at all times (times)
Lap at all times, La-Lap at all
Now it's no more drama, it's that Mary J (Blige)
Yeah, I'm too high, chinky (eyed)
vans, sweet red, red vines (vines)
Closed blinds, nigga you gets no
It's my party I ain't standin' in line!

Why these bitches so for? (pressed for)
Why these bitches so pressed (pressed for)
Why these bitches so for? (pressed for)
Don't make me out my pistol (bang!)
Don't make me pull out my (bang!)
Don't me pull out my pistol (bang!)
Don't make me out my pistol (bang!)
Wh-why you so pressed