Lyrics:
Hey
Hey
AeJaxx
Pressure (pressure)
Pressure (pressure)
Pressure (half court)
Pressure (full court)
Pressure (pressure)
Pressure (hey)
This that
make him freeze like a buck
2 guys in that car yea let's go through that cut
2 sticks in that dip wish a nigga push up
Killers feelin' like kobe they
prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd
the check up, nigga, detonation
Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination
Top my destination
I got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan
energy
With the family, turn your ass to a memory
My niggas team of the century
I blow the check up, detonation
Kill 'em one by one, Final Destination
Raised by the streets
Killers all around me
Keep me grounded when I speak
You ain't never seen
Feens nodding wit the lean
Trap house full of use to be prom
and your wife buddied up
I can't afford to rap about no cars with no 24's
Shorties on my block is real, hard with they 44's
I know some teenagers, that'll
of the killer of my uncle Ray
And she's tryna calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day
And what tomorrow has in store, we could never be sure, so all
life in exchange for yours
Born hated as a thug
House full of babies cryin
From a lack of gettin love
Won't nobody tell me shit
Till I got
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
Young nigga growin' up way back
Had a fire for the streets, graffiti, and rap
In the car with my pops, whole neck coulda snapped
First time I heard
switch lanes
Four clips, two things
Pardon me I'm 'bout to switch chains
Bag full of rocks, I'mma rockstar
By my first block I'mma blockstar
I loaned
just wanna see me dead
White hoe nose full of Sarah Palin
Balling hard I need an agent
I got chop sticks in the car you would think I'm friends with
and I feed 'em fish
Them killers coming, 'X' you off the list
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker
Now I'm being followed by some
They said by the time this shit drop everything been done paid off
Foreign car outside man
We at the penthouse type of vibes with this one
Foreign
RoboCops
They spend a lot, kinda like they Ops
Don't get stopped by them RoboCops
I shit you not, they want us locked
Or full of shots, that's them RoboCops
I'm a dog, i'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
on my personal armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, i'm obsessed
I'm possessed with
half empty. You might be in your dad's car by now, your bags and things piled high in the trunk. The girls in the back of the bus are shrieking
tried to cop a limp
Rode around town in a couple of cars
Got gagged by the man tryin to stick up a bar
The judge said, "Boy, what was on your mind?"
of shit? What's the basis?
We ain't goin' nowhere, but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke rental car from Avis
My Mama used to say only Jesus can
ed, tell a story of the streets
[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats
the killers then got shot
They say you die by how you live so I'm gone die right with my Glock
Forever riding with my brothers drop the lo I'm at the spot
We
My car died the other day
But I still got drive
Them lanes different
Or maybe I’m high
Enough, to look God in the eyes
And maybe question him why
We
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