Applying Pressure lyrics

by

Too $hort


[Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]
It be them same n*ggas you was down for
Praying on a n*gga downfall
But that's why they want you around more
Bought them extra rounds for
That shmoney got a n*gga paranoid
My shmurdas ain't tryna hear that noise
Kill that noise
Go and kill them boys
That shmoney talk
And I don't hear them boys
And I'm Rowdy b*tch
The only Rowdy b*tch
I'll beat a n*gga with a hockey stick
And this my style
I ain't copy sh*t
I'll teach these n*ggas how to body sh*t
Now n*ggas think they body sh*t
Until my n*ggas go and body sh*t
Cueno make a n*gga body flip
Mollied up on some Gotti sh*t
Matter of fact, on some Rowdy sh*t
Cause way before I was rapping n*gga
I was clapping n*ggas on my Gotti sh*t
Now I'm on my 'lluminati sh*t
Oops, I mean my Makaveli sh*t
Tatting 'Thug Life' on my belly b*tch
Now a n*gga on your television
I'm worldwide, you can't tell me sh*t
Cueno steady in [?]
Tryna take what a n*gga did?
Step back and pull a n*gga wig
[Verse 2: OnPointLikeOP]
30 shots all in the 6
Kill a n*gga
Then kill his kids
The trap house where my n*ggas live
And that work steady
Yeah coming in
Hollow tips in this MAC
He try to run?
In his back
No shoelace
We take straps
And none of my n*ggas act
Okay like all this money and violence
Free Rowdy and Bobby off the island
Even though they locked a n*gga got 'em
Even though they locked a n*gga got 'em
Like 4 5s in that 6
We spinning blocks in this b*tch
And head cracks we don't miss
And head cracks we don't miss
Okayy
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