Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I you likin' who you eatin' on
Make me think about all nights we got a threesome on
Make me think about how you suck it like your 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
a fuckin' singalong
Unless you the weed along
That kush, okay I got that
Cop pounds and put my on
We can take the up to the stars
That's where we
Fuck that you talk
I beat that like production
Or like Rocky, the Russian
Or Jordan, beat the buzzer
Nigga, gimme what got
that money like an usher
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to destruction
She me in my eyes and said
Man, I ain't 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

(Hook)
I love bad
Okay, the problem
If she thinks she come up
I'mma fuckin' her
I'm wildin' in public schools and public
afford failure, I'm just browsing
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 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't a movie since I started livin' one
I be in a room full of bitches drunk
Smokin' like a guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you talkin' Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the outfit to
And niggas schemin' on I had, but
We gon' put in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all new bitches old news
Throwin' stacks at 'em "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream that I fucked came true
Now every feels 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 leave a
Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the
That shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches like fuckin'
And I solve shit if I'm the fuckin' problem
Just know I got 'em, let me know if a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you take the city out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water spittin' out
Long story short, money always
She blew the team for Red Bottoms
(Euro)