Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you who you eatin' on
Make me think about all nights we got a threesome on
Make me think about how you suck it your teeth are gone
If friends hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To his own, yessir
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it be callin' me
I need to turn my off
a fuckin' singalong
Unless you brought the along
kush, okay I got that kush
Cop and put my people on
We can take the up to the stars
That's where we
Fuck shit you talk
I beat that pussy like
Or Rocky, beat the Russian
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, gimme what got
Take that money like an
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too much gonna lead to self destruction
She me in my eyes and said
Man, I worried 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

(Hook)
I love bad
Okay, what's the
If she thinks she gonna up
fuckin' drown her
I'm in public schools and public housing
Can't afford failure, I'm just
I was 15 $100,000
And if you talk
I'mma possum?
And nigga, if your got eye problem
You know it is, armed 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 full of bitches gettin' drunk
Smokin' a point guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you talkin' Euro, this and that,
Wanna in these shoes? Have the outfit to match
And niggas on what I had, but
We gon' put in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all these new old news
Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's prolly bruise"
And every dream girl that I fucked true
Now every night like deja vu
And the hatin's no use, she ain't 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 and made her swallow all the proof
sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches like problems
And I can't solve shit if I'm the problem
know I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you take the city out 'em
I know these well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
Long story short, money colorblind
She blew the team for Red Bottoms
(Euro)