Under Pressure

[Intro: 2Pac] Under pressure Yeah, baby When the pressure's on Thug life When it's on it's on [Verse 1: 2Pac] One of these days I'll, learn Don't fuck with trick ass niggas Cause they, turn Into bitch ass niggas I'm sick of being stuck in the county jail My niggas clown, bring a pound when they're posting bail Smoking blunts in the driveway My 4-5 screaming, "fuck the police" won't fly away Thug 'til I die, you wonder why I'm made this way I wasn't turned out, I was raised this way I'm thinking these, are the dreams of a young teen Scheme, and stack green over crack fiends One time can't hold me One of these days, we gotta bust back for the homies Locked down in the penitentiary I'll finally lose my mind if the pigs succeed I'm stressed, smoking weed and nicotine But what a nigga really need is Thorazine Right before I die, I'll be cursing the law Reincarnated bitch, even worse than before My 4-4's giving payback My underhanded plan to get them niggas while they laid back And Big Stretch hit the scene with the mini 14 Serving suckas like dope fiends and lead the whole team [Interlude: 2Pac] Under pressure, nigga That's right [Verse 2: Stretch] Never run, throw your gun in the air, oh yeah Nigga bust ain't no time to spare Cause a ruckus mothafucker and we fuck shit up And with the stainless steel razors, boy, we cut shit up Flash and blast a nigga with the quickness Cock the 4-pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this Damn, my mind is in the depths of hell But when I'm walking on the street kid my name rings bells And I never fell, nigga, I stand too tall I'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl Giving my all, some niggas wanna bring it to me So I'ma sell my cocaine, and lay their ass down, G [Interlude: Stretch] Under Pressure [Verse 3: 2Pac] (Yeah, look here though) Running wild, I never smiled as a juvenile Even now, I keep a frown when I come around Don't ask me about the past, it was all bad Shots blasted, will I last in the wrong path? In the dark is where my heart saw the most grief Motherfuckas is getting shanked over gold teeth Am I sick cause I'm addicted to get splifted? Watching stupid ass tricks get lifted Nothing's changed cause in the game it's a steady aim Fuck friends, cause when in danger them niggas change Puff weed and stuff G's in my sock, G Car keys and Hennessy, where the Glock be? Times passing, will I last here another day? I put my gun away and grab my AK It's gettin' hectic, I can't call it House full of alcoholics Now a nigga's under pressure [Interlude: 2Pac] Yeah, that's right Under Pressure, we're niggas under pressure Yeah [Outro: 2Pac & Stretch] When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap You know when the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap And you know, when the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap When the pressure's on it's a hit Ski mask, extra Gats, bring the clips Don't nobody move when we walk the streets They stay silent, cause talk is cheap