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DUSTY LOCANE

PRESSURE

 

PRESSURE

(альбом: NIGHTMARE ON DA FIFTH - 2022)


(Ain't no picking sides with the 5)
(Ain't no picking sides with the 5, we ride, we die, we slide together)
Rrrr, rrrr
(Ain't no picking sides with the 5)
(Ain't no picking sides with the 5, we ride, we die, we slide together)
Ain't no picking sides
(Ain't no picking sides with the 5)
Free all my innocents
[?]
(We ride, we die, we slide together)

Ain't no picking sides with the 5, we ride, we die, we slide together
12 knocking at my door, I don't know shit, not 5, I'm down forever
He was clever, but he made a mistake so I introduced him to Beretta
Funny how a victim only knew a stretcher
Head bust, introduced him to the pressure
Go 'head, apply that pressure
Dead man walking, he think this shit sweet
.40 got range and it came with a beam
Is you gon' shoot? Go 'head, apply that pressure
Bodies pile up, he nameless to me
I gotta' keep that stainless with me
Is you gon' shoot? Go 'head

Rrrr, go 'head
Blood on the wall, said Code Red
Had my bitch at the drop 'cause I know best
I parade through the [?], we get no rest
Body language get sized like a protest
She gon' kiss on this neck, but give no sex
Facetime when you ready, no text
Calculated my steps, no [?]
Blue diamonds and they bussin, touch that, you get a dome check
I put like 4K up on his muffin, you a killa', I ain't know that
Most of y'all haited, I'm waiting
You run up, you get turned to a patient
Now he talk with a slur
Yo cuz', the fuck is he sayin'?
I can't hear him, the percs' already hitting
Half dead, had to lean in to listen
Call for help, the IV is dripping
Probably from some of that shit that I mixed in
Boys on the way, up the stick, so I'm dipping
Left the scene same way that I slipped in
Wiping the Blood, you know how I'm Cripping
And I was never knewn to them missions

Ain't no picking sides with the 5, we ride, we die, we slide together
12 knocking at my door, I don't know shit, not 5, I'm down forever
He was clever, but he made a mistake so I introduced him to Beretta
Funny how a victim only knew a stretcher
Head bust, introduced him to the pressure
Go 'head, apply that pressure
Dead man walking, he think this shit sweet
.40 got range and it came with a beam
Is you gon' shoot? Go 'head, apply that pressure
Bodies pile up, he nameless to me
I gotta' keep that stainless with me
Is you gon' shoot? Go 'head

This ain't no prop gun, you run up, niggas gon' drop some, don't play tough
They gave us no option, applying that pressure, a diamond in the rough
I heard he got caught in the rain, he was slipping, forgot his umbrella
I'm a steppa', I'm putting in pain, green tip left a stain in his sweater
Double M, we the feva', ice up, boy I came wit' a heater
I fell in love with the nina, not five degrees, are you checking the meter?
Stop ducking, we sliding with Kel-Tecs
Tryna' see who a nigga gon' kill next
Fuck on his bitch with no feelin's, left in the spot, tell lil' bro get next
Lemme' put you on
He had a trailer, we picked him off
We was just tryna' up the score
Gotta' keep it discreet, that's the art of war
Don't talk when we roll down his block
Pussy nigga had thought it was sweet
You can keep all the cars and clothes, but yo' life, that's coming with me

Ain't no picking sides with the 5, we ride, we die, we slide together
12 knocking at my door, I don't know shit, not 5, I'm down forever
He was clever, but he made a mistake so I introduced him to Beretta
Funny how a victim only knew a stretcher
Head bust, introduced him to the pressure
Go 'head, apply that pressure
Dead man walking, he think this shit sweet
.40 got range and it came with a beam
Is you gon' shoot? Go 'head, apply that pressure
Bodies pile up, he nameless to me
I gotta' keep that stainless with me
Is you gon' shoot? Go 'head

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