Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you likin' who you on
Make me about all them nights we got a threesome on
Make me think how you suck it like your teeth are gone
If friends hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To each his own,
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it just be me
I need to my ringer off
Ain't a fuckin'
Unless you brought the weed
That kush, I got that kush
Cop and put my people on
We can the stairs up to the stars
That's we belong
Fuck shit you talk
I that pussy like production
Or like Rocky, beat the
Or Jordan, beat the buzzer
Nigga, gimme you've got
Take that money an usher
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I ain't 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

(Hook)
I love bad
Okay, what's the
If she thinks she gonna up
I'mma fuckin' her
I'm wildin' in public schools and housing
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 what it is, armed robbery.

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I 'em tell 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' Euro, this and that,
Wanna in these shoes? Have the outfit to match
And schemin' on what I had, but
We put money in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all new bitches old news
Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's gon' bruise"
And dream girl that I fucked came true
Now night feels like deja vu
And the no use, she ain't waitin' on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick with no shoes"
And I that pussy, and I ain't leave a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and her swallow all the proof
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin'
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches like fuckin'
And I can't shit if I'm the fuckin' problem
Just know I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin'
Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water out 'em?
Long story short, money colorblind
She blew the team for some Red
(Euro)