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Jump5 Pressure

't take that away Don't even try to Don't pressure me Don't pressure me Don't pressure me, don't push me too far I wanna do right with all my heart Don't pressure

2 Don't pressure me dont push me too far I wanna do right with all my heart Don't pressure me what about your self-respect? Im not like that Im not like that Don't pressure

's the limit, but I ain't done jumping Money is fast, but I ain't done running Picture me driving some wack shit Picture me folding under pressure,

I used to eat pussy up, I can't lie, that's really real, really real, really real See I met you through the homies That homie was like 'cause, wont you jump

popped one up in my chamber and I sent 3 no women no kids and I'ma shine on this nigga like Mop 'N Glo you think he stopped and load he jumped down with

masses Of these rap bastards who gives street passes One shooting can lead to three caskets Jump suits, state boots, at least three stabbings You softer than a Reebok Classic Folding under pressure

the funky devil its me the d, you number one m.c. so give me dat microphone so i can play the past lyrics, yo i can put my thoughts over a 5 piece screw

whole lot of dollars and real scholars The Wu got knowledge Represent 5 percent, or 100 percent Pay attention to the stretch Lincoln Drinking Evian Don-Don Stay calm under pressure

' It went down, one time, two times, once more Talkin real passionate, every time it jumped off I'm in deep y'all she's more than a jump off We both catchin