Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

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

[AZ - over Chorus]
Yeah, now dig
You got, rich right
They do what wanna do
Heh, and you got
niggaz, you heard?
They do what they do
Now ask yourself, one are you?
Ha, back

1 - AZ]
Soakin in Remy, sittin back smokin a
is scabby, the hustlin is so in me
Never show envy, got a style I
I'm po', back in eighty-fo', now smile at that
Unseen when I'm low, but still in your face
I'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my
From to Jeeps, hoopties with the raggedy seats
Just how I'm movin if we had any beef
Beats me, good cheeba keeps me nasty
Lower the smoke when I see the D's past me
Duckin the NARCs, born Dutches apart
Love pussy wit lips, when you fuck it it fart
Friend or foe, freak for the rims that
Rock if it's summer or ten below
Love the streets, the of the drugs that's deep
I'm another nigga next up, tryin to eat

[AZ - speaking Chorus]
You know!
Not a baby!
It's all for now

2 - AZ]
But it seems, y'all would
See me hit than, see my
Get bagged over bullshit and see me snitch
Hopin' AIDS ho bitch'll leave me sick like
I'm a sucker for love wit some easy
I did dirt through my but hid my work
Even I still made sure no kids got hurt
the next, been knowin since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet learned to speak
My game's jumpin, we all had our of barkin
You could niggaz styles by they ways of parkin
Why it? Dough got us so polluted
to the point it's like we, over-do it
Police press up, peep how the arrest ya
up, handcuff, then treat you lesser
Toast on me, smoke spray our
Y'all can bet I'ma rep how it's to be

[AZ - speaking Chorus]
You know!
Not a baby!
It's all for now
I got it locked, me!

3 - AZ]
Infinite game, get chills on the of my chain
It's only real, certain niggaz my name
Some relate, stay numb in the face
Tryin to keep steps like we runnin a race
Nikes and Timbs, friends like 'em slim
Light makeup, that shit that blend right wit skin
So what's the issue? All dick is still official
nickles, and Phil I'm still wit you
Iceberg-in, on the mergin
night, right brake lights black Excursion
Tree smokin, hustle the rap I'ma ropin
Too many niggaz got deep
The stress got 'em, who else wanna express problems?
Get upset, but real vets respect the
To a false, feel a fake or hate
Right or as long as the thugs relate

[AZ - speaking over
You know!
Not a baby!
It's all for now
What y'all want me?

[AZ - over Chorus]
Yeah, y'all haters get a hustle man, stop fuckin wit me
I'm to live man, nah mean?
I been at the bottom, I was risin - fell down
I'm tryin to up man
Get off my baby
It's all a man don't hate me hate the game

AZ the return, once again
Love life, hate, what the fuck... fades*}