Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

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

Soakin' in Remy, back smokin' a twenty
is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me
Never show envy, got a style I
I'm like po' in eighty-fo', now smile at that

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

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

Friend or foe, for the rims that glow
Rock Timbs if summer or ten below
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 to solve them
(Not a soul, baby)
You found the
(It's all for now)
Told me to this chance

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

I did dirt my days but hid my work
Even I still made sure no kids got hurt
Sweep the next, knowin' since my feet got wet
From the turned vet learned to speak direct

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

Police press up, 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 to solve them
(Not a soul, baby)
You the answer
(It's all for now)
Told me to take chance
(I got it locked, me)

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

Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em
Light makeup, shit that blend right wit they skin
So what's the issue? All dick sucks is official
Cold-steel and Phil, I'm still wit you

Iceberg-in on the Turnpike
Late night, right brake lights black
Tree smokin', hustle the rap I'ma keep
Too niggaz got deep emotions

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

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 take chance
(What want from me?)

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

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