Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I love all my
my fuckin' problem
A 2 bill is still a couple dollars
And if any one of them niggas got a fuckin'
milk all of 'em
Cause fuckin' cowards
I love red
There's just 'bout 'em
But I'm gettin' better pussy from a one
Been schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm alma mater
I'm the
the fly swatter

(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 suck it like your teeth are
If your friends on you, fuck 'em
To each his own,
I do my drugs I sleep 'em off
Like it be callin' me
I need to turn my off
a fuckin' singalong
Unless you brought the weed
kush, okay I got that kush
Cop and put my people on
We can take the stairs up to the
That's where we
Fuck shit you talk
I that pussy like production
Or Rocky, beat the Russian
Or Jordan, beat the buzzer
Nigga, what you've got
Take money like an usher
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too much selfish lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I ain't worried 'bout
I shorty, you a beast

(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 failure, I'm just browsing
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
I'mma fuckin'
And nigga, if your got eye problem
You know it is, armed robbery.

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I heard 'em me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't seen a since I started livin' one
I be in a room of bitches gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a point guard, no look, passin'
Fuck you talkin' Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the 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 these new old news
Throwin' at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl that I came true
Now every night like deja vu
And the hatin's no use, she ain't on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man rocks with no shoes"
And I murder that pussy, and I ain't a clue
I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the proof
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin'
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches like problems
And I can't solve shit if I'm the fuckin'
Just know I got 'em, let me if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't take the out 'em
I these hoes well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
Long story short, money always
She blew the team for Red Bottoms
(Euro)