Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Problem

[Chorus: T.O.]
If it was a problem, we ain't about it, so we ain't worried 'bout it
If you with the shit why you actin' like a nerd about it?
Another loss for the opps, I ain't heard it
You niggas never touchin' money, we ain't about it

1: Yhung T.O.]
Ridin' in that Porsche body, tucked them huns on me
No ones me, on me, bitch these funds on me
Baby throw that ass back, this gun for me
Shout out to the real who got love for me
I spendin' big money, legendary, big money
Ten bands fee, bitch can't get shit from me
Runnin' up bag, GF4 with the grip on it
for the Glock, I don't want it 'less the stick on it, trip
I can't trust niggas, be snitchin'
We all facts, you niggas lying for attention
I been so I'm ridin' with extensions
Rounds for the opps, the stocks for the witness

2: ?]
Run the streets every day and I make it home
Hope ass be prepared when the pressure on
I was just with my nigga, now my nigga
I was just in the trap, now I'm on the
Baggin' up, daily routine, nigga a must
Good them numbers but a lot of shit ain't addin' up
I been in my bag nigga, you might me actin' up
Thought he had a 'til that draco had him backin' up
I'm the one, run whole hood, better ask around
Locked in with some real niggas, no matter the
I'm in too deep, you probably would drown
Way past broke, bitch, look at a nigga now, ayy

3: ?]
Need it for the right price, I in with the plug
She say I'm always actin' when I'm off them drugs
Gang, that shit forever, bro it's on the love
Stompin' on they about these checks, niggas catchin' slugs
Niggas actin' like it's war, ain't what they want
Nerds in they section poppin' off, yeah that's what don't
If it's funk then say funk 'cause I'ma bring it on
Big K, fifty round drum to a nigga's soul

[Verse 4: Mone]
We came from snatchin' niggas' to runnin' they pockets
with them trick dice, now we ridin' with rockets
Fuckin' up all the club rob it for watches
Now we killin' niggas, don't get out of pocket
I'll shoot your bitch ass so don't play me
Ain't no niggas or no snitches on this agency
Disrespect my nigga Dot's name then you lay with him
Big backwood rolled up and 'bout to face a
Met a cute lil from where the Pacers be
Draco get to dumpin', put his ass in
Steppin' on they neck for who ain't heard of me
I'm snatchin' off they neck if them bitches ain't gon' work me, it's Shred

5: DaBoii]
Bitch I'm that nigga, stop actin' like you don't
Tic-tac bullets jammers, we don't tote those
Young skinny nigga iced out, think I'm
If bro ain't rockin' the fuck I'ma roll for?
No joke, playin' with your life shit no joke
Thompson to a nigga bitch, I got more stroke
Since you big headed dumb bitch, I more dome
Yeah bitch you but you broke, you a hobo
Fast life livin', I this shit
Yeah I heard life a bitch but I love this
Any hatred me, come and love this clip
In and out with your bitch, I just cum dip

6: BandGang Masoe]
I been trippin', Percocets and lean got me
RIP my nigga Tutu, lookin' like him with Smith 'n
Ridin' with some demons, me missin' like suspension
Get Money, BandGang, and Big Money, yeah the
No security, we strapped, ain't gotta no hitters
If your ho then get the ho 'cause she just fucked my nigga
Lil bro buy liquor but done served half these niggas
Cookie from the Bay but we ain't left the Mitten
We was hittin' bitches, you was dishes
Thumbin' through some chicken, you was arguin' your sister
Don't get in this whip fi you ain't comin' with no
Gotta keep a whistle in to be offical motherfuckers

7: ?]
Young nigga, big money, on my shit
Tutu Gang forever, for my I'ma off shit
All niggas claim they shooters, never drop shit
Thirty hangin' off that mopstick when Glock drip
Drop a bag on my neck, watch that light
Fuck a fight sir, forty freeze 'em an iceberg
All that flexin', lil what your life worth?
Choose the right words, lose your life when that light
I ridin' in that foreign tryna shred somethin'
Had to send somethin', set her down and got bands comin'
How beef with you niggas, never said nothin'
Walked on 'em, send shots and had his man runnin'

[Verse 8: Lonnie Bands]
Got a appointment, 'bout to go and get a physical
the doctor out of five scripts 'cause I'm lyrical
This draco soundin' too loud just Mystikal
Fatality, all these shots finish you
You don't want perky tans, them bitches sell like top tens
I swear I love that MAC-10, I hit a play rap it
Nigga you treally cut, you crazy to the ugly bitch
I'm the type to get the head and dip on funky bitch
These seven six two's have your motherfuckin' head split
Sucker your bitch ass, make your fuckin' head spin
Nigga I ain't fightin' fair, find a way to win
I'm hoppin' out that hoopty van, sprayin' at Mercedes Benz,

[Chorus: T.O.]
If it was a problem, we heard about it, so we ain't worried 'bout it
If you with the shit why you actin' like a nerd about it?
Another for the opps, I ain't heard about it
You niggas never touchin' money, we ain't about it
If it was a problem, we ain't heard about it, so we worried 'bout it
If you with the shit then why you actin' like a nerd it?
loss for the opps, I ain't heard about it
You niggas never touchin' money, we heard about it