Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I all my bitches
my fuckin' problem
A 2 dollar bill is a couple dollars
And if any one of them got a fuckin' problem
I'mma all of 'em
Cause fuckin' cowards
I love red
There's just 'bout 'em
But I'm gettin' better pussy a brown one
Been schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm your alma
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 teeth are
If your hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To his own, yessir
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it just be me
I to turn my ringer off
Ain't a singalong
you brought the weed along
That kush, okay I got that
Cop pounds and put my on
We can take the stairs up to the
where we belong
Fuck that shit you
I that pussy like production
Or Rocky, beat the Russian
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, gimme what got
Take that like an usher
One man band, all you hear is
a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my and said
Man, I ain't worried nothin'
I shorty, you a beast

(Hook)
I love bad
Okay, the problem
If she thinks she come up
fuckin' drown her
I'm wildin' in public schools and public
Can't afford failure, I'm just
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
fuckin' possum?
And nigga, if your bitch got eye
You know what it is, 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 full of bitches gettin'
Smokin' like a point guard, no look, blunts
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Euro, and that,
Wanna in these shoes? Have the outfit 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 bitches old
Throwin' stacks at 'em "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl that I came true
Now every night feels like vu
And the hatin's no use, she waitin' on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick rocks no shoes"
And I murder that pussy, and I ain't a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches fuckin' problems
And I can't solve shit if I'm the problem
Just know I got 'em, let me know if there's a problem
Out the city, but you can't the city 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)