- Pressure (Tyga & DJ Akademiks diss) 歌詞 Soulja Boy
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- Soulja Boy Pressure (Tyga & DJ Akademiks diss) 歌詞
- Soulja Boy
- Yeah
Ch-Ch-Ch, Ah-Ah-Ah
Huh, yeah
Drako, yeah
Hoo
These niggas be pussy
Pull on they block I'm smoking on cookie
.223 bullets I shoot then I took it
Make the wrong move you get filled up with bullets
380 turn his dreads to a mullet
Whipping that dope like Im cooking up cookies
Most of these rap niggas they be pussy
I mixed the Bathing Ape with the Stussy
Pop on your block then I shoot it up
Young Drako, nigga put bricks in a armored truck
Make the wrong move Ima pop up
Whippin' that dope and then trap til it lock up
In high school I had 50 bricks in my locker
Sippin lean it came straight from the doctor
A young rich nigga, you know that Im whippin it
Sippin on lean it came with prescription
Real street nigga, pull up on Akademiks (Pull up)
Man, I miss the Actavis
I been here for 200 pint, I wasnt taxing
Chopper hit him made the nigga do back-flips
Serve a hundred junkies down its a quick trip
Ice on my Rollie like I got a busted lip
Ice on my wrist like I got a broke wrist
They wanna snitch but they don't know shit
Serving white girl, same color lotion
Calm the **** down with all that commotion
Sippin' lean in my emotions
Make the wrong move, Young Drako he gone smoke em
I prefer different tones in my choker (Four tones)
I buss down and gave him a Rollie
She talking to Drako like she really know me
I went to Dubai, just me and Kobe
Crashed the Bentley truck like it was stolen
Skrrt, skrrt
I crashed the Bentley truck, went and bought a Lamb'
HoodFame USA, you know we go ham
Cook up that dope like your Granny cookin spam
Lamborghini truck, bitch this aint no Ram
Every nigga diss , on foe, he got blammed
Official killer, Ill do it on it cam
Tax on that work, call me Yayo Uncle Sam
HoodFame USA, shoot you in your face
Sip so much lean , you would thought I got lifes
Cut Throat ENT ain't duckin no beef
Only run from police, you try me its a murder case
Left the Draco, hit ass with my other K
Drop another tape and raise up the murder rate
Go Yayo a dope boy, move weight by the plane
My auntie snorting dope right up off the plate
I know Im skinny but lil bitch I got weight
King of my city, OG in my state
Couple youngins touch your face
I keep that thuwop with me like that bitch was my bae
**** her in the trap, aint going on dates
You kissing that bitch and Im ****in her face (Free)
HoodFame youngin, Im the champ, first place (Champion)
Give my heart up to a tramp, no way (No)
Nigga play and he get blammed, closed case
Now he lost and never found, no trace (Where?)
Came a long way eating food off a tray (Long way)
If you dont wanna die, stay the **** out my way, bitch
Yayo!
**** nigga
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