Dirty Game I Reminisce On Tha Past Crimes Gold Chains, Some Extra Change, And Tha Street Fame [Verse 1:] A Place To Spend My Quiet Nights, Time To Unwind So Much Pressure
?" Get your ass down to the nearest ATM I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch And I'll wake up early and bounce with all your shit When I apply pressure
Day, I Just Hope He Learn, I Aint Have Much To Say, Lead Jus Squeeze The Life Out You Like A Boa Constrictor, F*** A Headlock, Im Talking Bout Extortion Ni**A, Apply Pressure
' And since my life is based on sinnin',I'm hell bound Rather be buried that be worried,livin' held down [Snoop] Yo,that shit is crazy Whoo Kid Bring that muthafuckin beat
[Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah.. it's a problem, Flipmode nigga We on the highest temperature level of the fucking pressure cooker Blowing niggas tops, what
Yesss Mr. Hooodd It ain't no [x6] no pressure Ok you can call me mr at the hood and then salute me I smell and look like money make them bitches wana
scared that I'm gonna get hurt Jump into the fire, always getting burned I can take the pressure, it's the way I've learned [Chorus:] Turn up the beats
Don't pressure me talk to me i'm not leaving here with you do you wanna rock with me dance with me that's all i'm gonna do Don't pressure me talk
to be what you know. There may be somebody out to get the better of you. You need the one good woman to keep you alive. Don't let the pressure beat
[Intro:] Big Big Sean Big Big Sean [Hook:] I go in I go hard [repeated] If you really wanna talk about Good I'm good [Verse 1: Big Sean] Pressure, pain
got to, got to] Damn I wanna do ya? Baby let's get into it Make moves like me and you was intimate [sexy] Let's pretend that this beat is a hot beat blown
Keith ?Senses? you defend techniques and on match When I begin to draw back, cover up your cardiac 'Cause I'ma rush ya, when I penetrate feel the pressure
I'm gonna make you love this Me and DJ Heist shootin' dice in the back of the ally Finna jump back in the Caddy Man we won them beat the badly [Hook:
and Flesh? I'm so full anguish Gotta style so cold everybody and their mama wanna claim it But they can't get the hang of it Yeah [Chorus] [Flesh] Beat
of the rounds came from my town That only a bitch would bite that we can't allow And they won't claim my style ready to beat you down Hittin them tombstones
be gone ('bout to be gone) [Busta] Let us all bow our heads [DJ Khaled] I only pray for some of you, 'cause some of you deserve the exact beating you
WE BOUT TO DO IT TO JOOKS EAT A NIGGA FOOD, CALL ME BLACK CAESAR THE CROOK AND WHILE I'M BACK BRINGIN THE PRESSURE YOU NIGGAZ IS SHOOK Get low Bus, aye