Текст песни PRESSURE - DUSTY LOCANE

(Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5
(Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5 we ride we die we sl
Side together)

Rrrrrrr
(Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5)
(Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5 we ride we die we slide together)
Ain't no pickin' sides
(Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5)
Free all my innocents
(We ride we die we slide together)

Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5 we ride we die we slide together
12 knockin' 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
Funy how a victim only knew a stretcher
Head bust introduced him to the pressureG

O 'head, apply the pressure
Dead man walkin' 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 step on
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 waitin'
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 hittin'
Half dead, had to lean in to listen
Call for help the IV is drippin'
Probably from some of that shit that I mixed in
Boys on the way, up the stick so I'm dippin'
Left the scene same way that I slipped in
Wipin' the Blood you know how I'm Crippin'
And I was never knewn to them missions

Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5 we ride we die we slide together
12 knockin' 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 walkin' 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 applyin' that pressure a diamond in the rough
I heard he got caught in the rain he was slippin' forgot his umbrella
I'm a steppa' i'm puttin' in pain green tip left a stain in his sweater
Double M we the feva' we up boy I came wit' a heater
I fell in love with the nina not five degrees are you checkin' the meter
Stop duckin' we slidin' 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 comin' with me

Ain't no pickin' sides with the 5 we ride we die we slide together
12 knockin' 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 walkin', 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 e nameless to me
I gotta' keep that stainless with me
Is you gon' shoot go 'head