Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I love all my
That's my problem
A 2 dollar is still a couple dollars
And if any one of them niggas got a problem
milk all of 'em
Cause they fuckin'
I red bitches
There's just something 'em
But I'm gettin' pussy from a brown one
schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm your alma mater
I'm the
Where the fly

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you likin' who you on
Make me think about all them nights we got a on
Make me think about how you it like your teeth are gone
If your hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To his own, yessir
I do my drugs then I 'em off
it just be callin' me
I to turn my ringer off
Ain't a fuckin'
Unless you the weed along
That kush, okay I got that
Cop pounds and put my on
We can take the stairs up to the
That's we belong
that shit you talk
I beat that pussy like
Or like Rocky, beat the
Or Jordan, beat the buzzer
Nigga, gimme what got
Take that like an usher
One man band, all you is repercussion
Told a bitch, too selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I ain't worried nothin'
I shorty, you a beast

(Hook)
I bad bitches
Okay, the problem
If she thinks she gonna up
I'mma drown her
I'm wildin' in schools and public housing
Can't failure, I'm just browsing
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
I'mma possum?
And nigga, if your got eye problem
You what it is, armed robbery.

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't seen a movie since I livin' one
I be in a room of bitches gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you 'bout? Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the outfit to
And schemin' on what I had, but
We put money in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all these new bitches old
Throwin' at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl that I came true
Now every feels like deja vu
And the no use, she ain't waitin' on you
I a baby, "Tell ya man kick rocks with no shoes"
And I murder that pussy, and I ain't a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin'
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches like fuckin'
And I can't solve if I'm the fuckin' problem
know I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em
I know these well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
Long short, money always colorblind
She the team for some Red Bottoms
(Euro)