Freeway and Lil Wayne - Blood Pressure
"Frank""What's up?"
"I'm tired of fallin' back"
"So what you want to do?"
"It's time to put the pressure on these niggas"
"Yeah, I think it's that time"
"Let's get 'em"
Flame thrower
We be scorin', we be reppin' 'til the game over
I'ma bitter rap legend in a Range Rover
Put the 6 and the 7 up my blessings
Mess with us, precious, so check his vitals
North Philly icon, built for survival
I'm a don, it be wine everywhere that I go
Hit down for the gold but the thobes is from Cairo
When God made me he broke the mold, nigga
I ain't with the nonsense, nothing with the doctors
Thought he was a boxer so I smoked him like a rasta
I could tell he was a nuisance, always like to do shit
Thought he was a shooter so I tagged him with the Ruger
I know Hov, I got the blueprint
Black Panther party how we move like Huey Newton
Eat my beef without the gluten
Can't compete wit' all you losers, watchin' from the bleachers
It's confusing how we eatin' but it make you throw up
I see you hatin', all that love better
The boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure
You see a nigga shinin', check his blood pressure
All that anger that's gon' give you high blood pressure (blood pressure)
What you talkin', check his blood pressure
You see a nigga stuntin', check his blood pressure
You see a nigga winnin', check his blood pressure
Ya boy sorry, better check that nigga blood pressure
Hollygrove, that's 17, no L-I-E, I'm L-I-T
I'm the Y-M-E, K-I-N-G, B-L-O-O-D-I-N-G
I'm O-U-T-H-E-R-E with my G-O-O-N-Z-Z-Z
We T-O-O-D-E-E-P
I gave a bitch three wishes, she wanted me, me, me
Bloods like pressure, that's you on a stretcher
These bitches too extra, charge you extra for the pleasure
I got killers in my section, protection on protection
We catch you, interception, and finesse you in a second
I got tattoos on my texture, bad news when I catch ya
We kidnap your girl we need that Ke$ha, we molest her
I'm a nigga with aggression, attitude erection
Pressure bust pipes but not this fuckin' blood vessel
Let my niggas come test you, suggest you call rescue
Go to war with one pistol like a fuckin' scud missile
All you see is blood tissue, guts, liver, God bless you
Tunechi, I'm special, so special, no pressure, motherfucker
I see you hatin', all that love better (see you hatin')
That boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
You see a nigga shining, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
All that anger that's gonna give you high blood pressure (high blood pressure)
Blood pressure, what you talkin' check blood pressure (blood pressure)
You see a nigga stuntin' check his blood pressure (blood pressure)
You see that nigga with it, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
Your boy salty, better check that nigga blood pressure
Rolls Royce wraithing on 'em
Two-stepping on 'em
Me and Tune slide through, put the pressure on 'em
These dudes punch drunk at the breathalyser
They came strapped up but we left it on 'em
Smith and Wesson on me, keep the weapon, always
Rat Philly niggas really ain't got nothing on me
All these trappers turned rappers they bore me
Here for the glory, they got nothing for me
Your boy Shorty the trump, icy prefer hot
Women topping the stalkers, we on top and you are not
We are worldwide, we in the streets and we online
Dummy make a lot of money when we tour spots
This means Rothchilds and it's young money
Before this rap shit we pumped blocks
So we gonna eat getting bucks 'til the buck stops
New Rothchilds and the Roc got it locked, early
I see you hatin', all that love better (see you hatin')
That boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
You see a nigga shining, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
All that anger that's gonna give you high blood pressure (high blood pressure)
Blood pressure, what you talkin' check blood pressure (blood pressure)
You see a nigga stuntin' check his blood pressure (blood pressure)
You see that nigga with it, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
Your boy salty, better check that nigga blood pressure
Ow, fuck with me Free
Written by:
Dwayne Carter, Khalil Wilson, Leslie Pridgen, Richard Islam Crawford
Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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