Artist: Thug Life 
Album:  Volume 1
Song:   Under Pressure

[2Pac]
Under Pressure
Yeah, Babyyy
When tha pressures on...
Thug Life
when it's on it's on

[Verse 1 - 2Pac]
One of these days I'll -- learn
Don't fuck with trick ass niggas cause they -- turn 
Into bitch ass niggas, I'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail
My niggas clown bring a pound when they postin bail
Smokein' blunts in tha driveway 
My four-five screamin "fuck tha police"
Won't fly away, thug till I die
You wonder why I'm made this way
I wasn't turned out I was raised this way
I'm thinkin these are tha dreams of a young teen
Scheme, and stack green on tha crack fiends
One time can't hold me, one of these days
we gotta bust back for tha homies
Locked down in tha penitentry I 
Finally loose my mind if tha pigs succeed
I'm... stressed, smoken weed and nicoteen
But what a nigga really need is Thorozine
Right before I die I'll be cursein tha law
Reincarnated bitch, even worse than before
My four-four's givin payback
My underhanded plan to get them niggas while they laid back
And Big Stretch hit tha scene with tha mini 14
Servin suckers like dope fiends and lead tha whole team

Under Pressure Nigga

[Verse 2 - Stretch]
Haha, that's right

Never run throw your gun in tha air, oh yeah
Nigga bust ain't no time to spare
Called tha ruggest mothafucker and we fuck shit up
And with tha stainless steel weapon we cuttin shit up
Flash and blast a nigga with tha quickness
Cock tha four pound motherfucker when I spit this and rip this
Damn, my mind is in tha depths of hell
But when I'm walkin on tha street kid my name rings bells
And I never fell, nigga I stand to tall
I'm just a thug motherfucker who was born to brawl
Givin my all so niggas wanna bring it to me
So I'ma sell my cocain and lay they ass down 'G'

Uh, Under Pressure

[2Pac]
yeah, look here tho

[Verse 3 - 2Pac]
Runnin wild I never smiled as a juvenile
Even now I keep a frown when I come around
Don't ask me about tha past it was all bad
Shots blasted will I last in tha wrong path
In tha dark is where my heart saw tha most grief
Mothafuckers is gettin shanked over gold teeth
Am I sick cause I'm addicted to get splifted
Watch tha stupid ass tricks gettin lifted
Nothins changed cause in tha game it's a steady aim
Fuck friends cause when in danger those niggas change
Puff weed and stuff G's in my sock G
Call Ki's and Hennessy where tha glock be
Times passen will I last here another day
I put my gun away and grab my AK
It's gettin hectic I can't call it, house full of alcoholics
Now we're niggas under pressure

yeah, that's right...
Under Pressure, we're niggas under pressure

yeah

[Tupac and Stretch together repeated 11x]

When tha Pressures on it's a hit
Ski mask
Extra Gats
bring tha clips
don't nobody move when we walk tha streets
they stay silent
cause talk is cheap