Luyện nghe bài hát Ain't No Problem

[Chorus: T.O.]
If it was a problem, we ain't heard about it, so we ain't worried it
If you with the shit then why you actin' like a about it?
Another for the opps, I ain't heard about it
You niggas touchin' money, we ain't heard about it

1: Yhung T.O.]
Ridin' in that Porsche body, tucked with huns on me
No ones me, guns on me, bitch funds on me
Baby throw that ass back, tote gun for me
out to the real bitches who got love for me
I been spendin' big money, legendary, big
Ten bands choosin' fee, bitch get shit from me
Runnin' up that bag, GF4 the grip on it
Been for the Glock, I don't want it 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, keep the for the witness

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

3: ?]
Need it for the right price, I in with the plug
She say I'm always actin' funny I'm off them drugs
Gang, that shit forever, bro it's on the love
Stompin' on they necks about checks, niggas catchin' slugs
Niggas actin' like it's war, this ain't 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

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

[Verse 5:
Bitch I'm that nigga, stop like you don't know
Tic-tac bullets shootin' jammers, we don't tote
Young skinny nigga out, think I'm Frozone
If bro ain't rockin' what the fuck I'ma for?
No joke, playin' with your life shit no joke
Klay to a nigga bitch, I got more stroke
Since you big dumb bitch, I need more dome
Yeah bitch you cute but you broke, you a
life livin', I love this shit
Yeah I heard a bitch but I love this bitch
Any hatred towards me, and love this clip
In and out with your bitch, I just cum dip

[Verse 6: BandGang
I been trippin', Percocets and lean got me
RIP my nigga Tutu, lookin' him with this Smith 'n
Ridin' some demons, leave me missin' like suspension
Get Money, BandGang, and Big Money, the niggas
No security, we strapped, ain't gotta call no
If that's your ho then get the ho 'cause she fucked my nigga
Lil bro can't buy but done served half these niggas
Cookie the Bay but we ain't even left the Mitten
We was hittin' bitches, you was washin'
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 order to be offical

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

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

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