Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

I've got
In my house
Bitch, would you
Get the fuck

these hoes, they all slick, I found out, they ain't shit
Almost was played by my bitch over, she tried to pull 1 on quick
I'm paper chasing, to get rich on a 68 tour with my clique
She hit me while I'm on the floor and was
Ain't bad cause moms finna unite

I say bad, when its cool but now, check this hoe do
Slickly moving momma in my
'Cause the whole wild she put out
Now dat ain't even the of it

moms come 2 nieces, 2 nephews, 2 cousins
Baby got comfortable in my
off dust and trailings after they piss
Bitches, kids, jumping and playing
lamps, wasting food and leaving stains

Mom laying in my lazy boy kids tapes in my VCR
Flipping my TV a light switch
God can only stop me killing this bitch
I'm on the way back to my crib I up, this can't be how I live

I jump out ready, to start fucking I'm pissed off, mad and
tryna give me a excuse it ain't nothing you can say or do
You ask the state, to do the bad
You said nothing 'bout cha whole fam

Look at my shit, it's fucked up at smell like a project cut
You ain't had the decency to up, you, ya ma
And children, can pack up hurry before I go raw
And mess around in here and a charge

You don showed me, you shit
You showed me, a bitch gon be a
what you don caused in my house
Before you get get out
(The whip)

got problems
In my fucking
Bitch would you
Get the out

Here's another fucked up
My cousin came to visit Chicago
I ain't saying we was young bucks
I turned and he wannabe with the bustas

So why he down visiting, he staying me
I put him under longer than a week
He don't put 100% in his
He lied and stopped bout what he doing be in the

He eating, he shitting, he sleeping all for
He ain't behind his self, he think it's the double tree
I'm to the point to ask him
Whats But I know, he get smart, I'ma slap him

Now I leave him by his self for the weekend
I gotta fly to business in Cleavland
I jet and this nigga go my phone numbers
Call em', tell him I got him a party, come over
So happen that I'm a day early

And decide to fly back home and check on bitch
I get down, fucked up my shit packed like a
Sofa's ripped, tape is broke and it's full of weed
Nigga got it coming, every in his mouth
I'ma knock out, I can't believe what he did to my

got problems
In my house
Bitch you please
Get the out