Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

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

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

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

[AZ - speaking over
You know!
Not a baby!
all for y'all now

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

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

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

[AZ - over Chorus]
You know!
Not a baby!
all for y'all now
What y'all from me?

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

AZ the Visualiza return, once
Love life, hate, the fuck... {*music fades*}