Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you likin' who you on
me think about all them nights we got a threesome on
Make me think about how you suck it like your teeth are
If your hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To each his own,
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it be callin' me
I need to turn my off
Ain't a fuckin'
Unless you brought the weed
That kush, I got that kush
Cop pounds and put my on
We can take the stairs up to the
where we belong
Fuck shit you talk
I beat that like production
Or Rocky, beat the Russian
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, what you've got
Take money like an usher
One man band, all you is repercussion
a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She me in my eyes and said
Man, I ain't worried nothin'
I said shorty, you a

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

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't a movie since I started livin' one
I be in a room full of bitches gettin'
Smokin' like a guard, no look, passin' blunts
you talkin' 'bout? Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in shoes? Have the outfit to match
And niggas on what I had, but
We gon' put money in the bag or a in the bag (You choose)
And all new bitches old news
Throwin' stacks at 'em "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream that I fucked 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 leave a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and made her all the proof
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin'
I'm fine it, though, bitches like fuckin' problems
And I solve shit 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 hoes well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
Long story short, always colorblind
She the team for some Red Bottoms
(Euro)