Intro
Freeway & ?]
Am
(speak)
Frank
Yes Sir
I'm tired of fallin' back
So what you want to do?
It's time to put the pressure on theses niggas
Yeah, I think it's that time
Let's get 'em
[Verse 1: Freeway]
N.C.
Flame thrower, we be scorin', we be reppin'
Till the game over
N.C.
I'm a bitter rap legend in a Range Rover
Put the 6 and the 7 up my blessings
N.C.
Mess with us, precious, so check his vitals
North Philly icon, built for survival
N.C.
I'm a don, it be wine everywhere that I go
You're damned for the gold but the thobes is from Cairo
N.C.
When God made me he broke the mold nigga
Am
I ain't with the nonsense, nothing with the doctors
Thought he was a boxer so I smoked him like a rasta
Am
I could tell he was a nuisance, always like to do shit
Am
Thought he was a shooter so I tagged him with the Ruger
Am
I know Hov, I got the blueprint
Am
Black Panther party how we move like Huey Newton
Eat my beef without the gluten
Am
Can't compete with all you losers, watchin' from the bleachers
Am
It's confusing how we eatin' but it make you throw up
[Chorus: Freeway]
Am
I see you hatin, all that love better
Am
The boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure
Am
You see a nigga shinin', check his blood pressure
Am
All that anger that's gon' give you high blood pressure [blood pressure]
Am
What you talkin', check his blood pressure
Am
You see a nigga stuntin', check his blood pressure
Am
You see a nigga winnin', check his blood pressure
Am
Ya boy sorry, better check that nigga blood pressure
[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
N.C.
Hollygrove, that’s 17, no L-I-E, I’m L-I-T
N.C.
I’m the Y-M-E, K-I-N-E, B-L-O-O-D-I-N-G
N.C.
I’m O-U-T-H-C#-R-E with my G-O-O-N-Z-Z-Z
N.C.
We T-O-O-D-E-E-P
N.C.
I gave a bitch 3 wishes, she wanted me, me, me
Am
Bloods like pressure, that's you on a stretcher
Am
These bitches too extra, charge you extra for the pleasure
Am
I got killers in my section, protection on protection
Am
We catch you, interception, and finesse you in a second
Am
I got tattoos on my texture, bad news when I catch ya
Am
We kidnap your girl we need that Ke$ha, we molest her
Am
I’m a nigga with aggression, attitude erection
Am
Pressure bust pipes but not this fuckin’ blood vessel
Am
Let my niggas come test you, suggest you call rescue
Am
Go to war with one pistol like a fuckin’ scud missile
Am
All you see is blood tissue, guts, liver, God bless you
Am
Tunechi, I’m special, so special, no pressure, motherfucker
[Chorus: Freeway & Lil Wayne]
Am
I see you hatin', all that love better (see you hatin')
Am
That boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
Am
You see a nigga shining, check his blood pressure
Am
All that anger that's gonna give you high blood pressure
Am
Blood pressure, what you talkin' 'bout, blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
Am
You see it, it's nothin', gotta check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
Am
You see that nigga with it, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure)
[?], blood pressure
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Ouhh, fuck with me Free