Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

I had problems
And no one could seem to them
But you the answer
Told me to take chance

Soakin' in Remy, sittin' back a twenty
Shit is scabby, the is so in me
show envy, got a style I maxed
I'm like po' in eighty-fo', now smile at that

Unseen when I'm low but still in your face
I'm so skinny but semi-auto's right in my waist
From jags to jeeps, ties with the raggedy seats
imagine how I'm movin' if we had any beef

Beats, relax me, cheeba keeps me nasty
Lower the when I see the D's creepin' past me
Duckin' the NARC's, born bustin' Dutches
Love pussy wit pretty lips, you fuck it, it fart

Friend or foe, freak for the rims that
Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten
Love the streets, the science of the drugs that's
I'm another nigga next up, tryin' to eat

I had some
(You know)
And no one could seem to them
(Not a soul, baby)
You found the
(It's all for now)
Told me to take this

But it seems, y'all would rather see me hit than see my
Get bagged some bullshit and see me snitch
Hopin' some AIDS ho, bitch'll leave me
Like I'm a sucker for wit some easy dick

I did dirt through my days but hid my
Even then I still sure no kids got hurt
Sweep the next, been knowin' my feet got wet
the best turned vet learned to speak direct

My game's jumpin', we all had our days of
You tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkin'
Why dispute it? got us so polluted
Paranoid to the point, it's we over-do it

Police up, peep how the beasts arrest ya
Rough up, handcuff, then you lesser
Toast on me, smoke spray our
can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be

I had some
(You know)
And no one could seem to solve
(Not a soul, baby)
You the answer
(It's all for now)
Told me to this chance
(I got it locked, me)

Infinite game, get chills on the of my chain
It's real, certain niggaz mention my name
relate, others stay numb in the face
Tryin' to keep steps ahead like we a race

Nikes and Timbs, lady like 'em slim
Light makeup, that shit that blend right wit skin
So the issue? All dick sucks is still official
nickels and Phil, I'm still wit you

Iceberg-in on the Turnpike
Late night, right brake lights excursion
Tree smokin', hustle the rap keep ropin'
Too many niggaz got emotions

The stress got 'em, who else wanna express they
Get but real vets respect the bottom
To a false, a fake love or hate
or wrong as long as the thugs relate

I had problems
(You know)
And no one could seem to them
(Not a soul, baby)
You found the
(It's all for now)
Told me to take this
(What want from me?)

I had some
And no one could seem to solve
But you the answer
me to take this chance

I had problems
And no one could seem to solve
But you found the
Told me to take chance