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Pressure Hit
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SOJA
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A n***a know what up *Oh you mean the Soja dude ?* I said a n***a know what up Whole Lot Of 4 sh*t Whole Lot of TTK sh*t When pressure hit n***as tend to fold but this the life I live (for real) Shooters sliding but the opps they hiding cause we trained to kill (on gang) Who want smoke cause I got a joe and yes tobacco kills (cough) He a savage catch him up in traffic, ask him how he feel For that bag we gone get 'em all we gone spin tomorrow Wit my n***as we gone blow that bag while we in the mall Get yo b*t*h 'fore I take her then I pass her through the clique And that's on gang if you say my name we finna send a blitz n***as talkin' out they body I'm like who the hell is this ? Call up Trey and we gone make a play but first I call a b*t*h Ask her to set the n***a up give her that bag then she can dip b*t*h you claim that you be steppin' catch you laying in yo crib A n***a say that he want beef but I'm aiming at his ribs Body after body, another bag getting zipped I could of sworn I told these pu**y n***as 'fore to close they lips They smile in my face like I don't know they wanna see me killed
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