Luyện nghe bài hát Looking For Trouble

T:]
Re-Up Gang
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it
Yes
All I see is black roses, drug poses
shoveling that devils up they noses
never let jail turn my shine into
cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass like a
driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted
the audacity, war casualty
have my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she mahi
R.I.P. Blake, shout out the shower posse
Gone!!!

(You out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it

West:]
Im here, its the
bad massaging me
sometimes we lowered our at the colleges
so please judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, bitches modeling
take of Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I your face looking all Captain Cruncy
the stay testing
cause when you the pussy its a sin
but if it falls in lap its a blessing
soon as I got salad, I spent it all on
French, to be exact, that Balmain was
had used the leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black then we wouldnt have
player, all I got is trap and crooks in my huddle
they and I smuggle
got twenty of kush in the duffle
so Im through them circles,
boy Im looking Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the in cause niggas was looking
Ive some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive tooken a
asking niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the with the bubble
with a tall broad like I took her from Russell
play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal
aint nothing silver spooned, I came the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of yellow gold
exquisite ravioli some happy yellow hoes
but dont get it when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my got bricks like a yellow road

Sean:]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, that no-smoke sec motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks not pronouncing
three chains on, I need no bouncers
less than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many wedding rings in them couches
Im just a Westside
I females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, like CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im like yo ass just finished a poem
does he like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, all this money you aint
consider lucky to see a legend before the prime
a before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a middle finger you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass from this side of the TV

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
what you now hear is putting in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like dont notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while niggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, that, Mary and Josephs son
as fuck with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Im better Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to
yo bitch invited me inside her, aint I to cum?
got niggas thatll blow tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but still aint push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still aint
fuck it, can get it
when youre hot, everybodys a critic
but youre this high everybodys a midget
all this mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one you dreamed of?
went from quarter to broke to past rich
with my bitch
and you dont no problems on some math class shit
so the young genius out
fuck the World, a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real shit is you been fiending bout
you been praying for? What you been screaming bout?
ironic you sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout