Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

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

Trust hoes, they all slick, I found out, they ain't shit
Almost was played by my main bitch over, she tried to 1 on quick
I'm paper chasing, trying to get rich on a 68 tour 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 what hoe do
Slickly moving in my house
'Cause picture the wild she put out
Now dat ain't the half of it

Wit' moms come 2 nieces, 2 nephews, 2
Baby got in my shit
Showing off dust and after they piss
Bitches, kids, jumping and playing
Break lamps, wasting food and stains

Mom laying in my boy kids jamming tapes in my VCR
Flipping my TV like a switch
God can stop me from killing this bitch
I'm on the way back to my crib I pull up, this be how I live

I out ready, to start fucking I'm pissed off, mad and disgusted
Bitch tryna give me a excuse it nothing you can say or do
You ask the state, to do the bad
You ain't said '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 up please hurry before I go raw
And mess around in here and a charge

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

I've got
In my fucking
would you please
Get the out

another fucked up episode
My cousin came to visit Chicago
I saying since we was young bucks
I turned thug and he with the bustas

So why he down visiting, he wit' me
I put him under surveillance than a week
He don't put in his hygienes
He lied and stopped bout he doing be in the streetz

He eating, he shitting, he sleeping all for
He ain't cleaning behind his self, he think it's the double
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 handle 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 home and check on this bitch
I get down, up my shit packed like a nightclub
Sofa's ripped, tape is and it's full of weed smokers
Nigga got it coming, every tooth in his
I'ma out, I can't believe what he did to my house

got problems
In my house
Bitch would you
Get the out