Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you who you eatin' on
Make me think about all them we got a threesome on
Make me think about how you suck it like your are gone
If your friends on you, fuck 'em
To his own, yessir
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it just be me
I need to turn my off
Ain't a singalong
Unless you the weed along
kush, okay I got that kush
Cop pounds and put my on
We can the stairs up to the stars
where we belong
Fuck that shit you
I beat that pussy production
Or like Rocky, beat the
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, what you've got
Take that money an usher
One man band, all you is repercussion
a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my and said
Man, I ain't 'bout nothin'
I shorty, you a beast

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

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't seen a movie since I livin' one
I be in a room full of gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a point guard, no look, blunts
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Euro, and that,
Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the to match
And niggas schemin' on I had, but
We put money in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all these new bitches old
Throwin' at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl I fucked came true
Now every night like deja vu
And the no use, she ain't waitin' on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick rocks no shoes"
And I murder that pussy, and I leave a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the
sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches fuckin' problems
And I can't solve 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 take the out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water out 'em?
Long short, money always colorblind
She blew the team for some Red
(Euro)