Blood Pressure Lyrics - Freeway

[Intro: Freeway & ?] 

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] 

Flame thrower, we be scorin', we be reppin' 

Till the game over 

I'ma [?] 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 

You're damned for the gold but the thobes is from Cairo 

When God made me he broke the mold 

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 duke 

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 

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[Chorus: Freeway] 

I see you hatin' [?] 

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 

[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne] 

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 3 wishes, she wanted me, me, me 

[Ah!] 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 perfection 

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 broad, 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 motherfuckin' scud missile 

All you see is blood tissue, guts, liver, God bless you 

Tunechi, I'm special, so special, no pressure, motherfucker 

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[Chorus: Freeway & Lil Wayne] 

I see you hatin' [?] (see you hatin') 

That boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

You see a nigga shining, check his blood pressure 

All that anger that's gonna give you high blood pressure 

Blood pressure, what you talkin' 'bout, blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

You see it, it's nothin', gotta check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

You see that nigga with it, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

[?], blood pressure 

[Verse 3: Freeway & Lil Wayne] 

[Chorus: Freeway & Lil Wayne] 

I see you hatin' [?] (I see you hatin') 

That boy gettin' mad, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

You see a nigga gotta check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

All that anger that's gonna lead to high blood pressure (high blood pressure) 

Blood pressure, what you talkin' 'bout, blood pressure (blood pressure) 

You see it, it's nothin', gotta check his blood pressure (blood pressure) 

You see that nigga with it, check his blood pressure (check his blood pressure) 

[?], blood pressure 

[Outro: Lil Wayne] 

Ouhh, fuck with me Free