Seven Pounds of Pressure

Seven pounds of pressure Seven pounds of mother fuckin' pressure All it takes just a second You ever think about what it's gon' take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure (They gonna want to talk about it, mother fuckin' pressure) (Watch out, watch out) All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure Let's talk about mother fuckin' pressure then Fuck nigga, let's talk about it I put a hole in a whole mother fucker, and I ain't feel shit, uh I'm a beast, I'm a lion, better pray I don't empty that clip, uh Niggas be out here lying talking 'bout they killers and shit Lil 'Mississippi murda, might still be blood on my shirt Same nigga I see off in the club Same nigga gon' be in the hearse Might catch that pussy nigga outside Put his ass in the dirt I done seen so many niggas die and some niggas deserve it I keep that .45 on my left side, nigga makin' me nervous I got that seven pounds of pressure Seven pressure mother fuckin' pressure All it take is just a second Yeah, I got that seven pounds of pressure Seven pounds of pressure on the dresser All it take is just a second You ever think about what it's gon' take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure You ever think about what it's gone take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure Hot nigga with a cold soul Bitch, da realest it get And I ain't runnin' from shit Remember I couldn't pay rent So I run up in your shit It's that or stay with my bitch And I ain't gon stay with my bitch Rather hit me a lick Now a nigga get rich They know MURDA ain't playin' 'Bout to fall out with my niggas 'Bout the slick shit that they sayin And it ain't no heaven for no thug nigga Ain't no use in me prayin' But only God can judge me, nigga What da fuck is you sayin'? Yeah, I got that seven pounds of pressure Seven pounds of pressure (What it takes to kill a nigga) Yeah, I got that seven pounds of pressure Seven pounds of mother fuckin' pressure All it takes is just a second You ever think about what it's gone take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure You ever think about what it's gone take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure Tell me What would you do If you came up from da mud They label you as a thug? Sellin dope and shootin' slugs Washing off a niggas blood Get killed or be a killa I'm cold hearted and wicked Is this tha life that I'm living What would you do? Fallen' victim to a culture We sinning like we suppose to Them demons keep gettin' closer A product of your environment Thuggin' ain't no retirement Knowing I'm living wrong I'd rather be dead and gone Now. tell me You ever think about what it's gone take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure (What would you do?) All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure You ever think about what it's gone take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure You ever think about what it's gone take to kill a nigga? All you really need is seven pounds of pressure All the dollars in the world in your bank account Ain't never gone amount up to them seven pounds of pressure What it takes to kill a nigga That's all it fuckin' take Get your ass on up outta here You don't wanna feel that pressure