Luyện nghe bài hát Fucking Problem

I love bad bitches that's my problem.
and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
I love bad that's my fucking problem.
and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem.
I love bad that's my fucking problem.
and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.

If somebody real is your fucking problem
bring your girl to the crib we can solve it.

Verse 1-

up, bitches simmer down.
Takin' hella long, give it to me now.
Make that pop like a semi or a nine.
baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ahh hahh. A$AP get like me. Never met a motherfucker fresh like me.
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me, but the chrome to your dome make you like Keith.
Cuz im the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how ya figure. Getting and fucking bitches, she rollin' switches. Boy her bitches up on my niggas, they gettin bent up off the liquor
She my licorice, I let her lick it.
They say money make a nigga act niggerish, at least a nigga rich.
I be fucking broads like I be fucking bored, turn a dike bitch out have her boys. BEAST!

I bad bitches that's my fucking problem.
and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem.
I bad bitches that's my fucking problem.
and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
I love bad bitches that's my problem.
and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.

If somebody real is your fucking problem
Bring your to the crib maybe we can solve it.

Verse 2-

Oooo, I know you love it this beat is on.
Make ya think all the niggas you been leadin' on.
Make me think about all of the I been feeding on,
Got a feelin' the same dudes we was speakin of.
Oh word,
Ain't heard my album who ya sleepin on, you should print the lyrics out and have a read-along.
Ain't a sing-along 'less you brought the weed along.
And juuuust, (okay I got it)
And juuust down and get your eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put the on.
All the shit you talkin' is not up for discussion. I will pay to make it bigger I don't pay for no reduction.
If it's comin' from a nigga I know, than i don't trust it. If ya coming from my head then motherfucker get to bustin.
Yes Lord. I don't really say this often, but this long dick nigga ain't for the long I'm BEAST.

I bad bitches that's my fucking problem.
and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
I bad bitches that's my fucking problem.
and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
I love bad bitches my fucking problem.
and yea I like to fuck I fucking problem.

If finding somebody is your fucking problem
Bring girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.

Verse 3- Lamar:

Un hoe this the finale. My pep talk turn into a pep-rally.
Say she from the hood but she inside the Valley. Now vaca'd in Atlanta than she goin back to Cali.
MM, Got girl on my line; world on my line.
The irony, I fuck 'em at the damn time.
She eyein' me a nigga don't exist
Girl, I you want this dick
Girl, I'm Lamar, A.K.A. Benz-Is-To-Me-Just-A-Car.
That mean you friendses need to be up to par, see my standards are by threesomes tomorrow.
MM, Kill 'em all, dead in the hallway.
Don't get involved, listen the crystal ball say.
Barry, Hallelujah!
Holla back, do ya. BEAST!

I love bad bitches that's my problem.
and yea I like to I gotta fucking problem.
I love bad bitches that's my problem.
and yea I to fuck I gotta fucking problem.
I love bad bitches my fucking problem.
and yea I like to fuck I gotta problem.

If finding real is your fucking problem, bring your girl to the crib maybe we can solve it.