Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

I've got
In my fucking
Bitch, you please
Get the out?

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

I say bad, when its but now, check what this hoe do
moving momma in my house
'Cause picture the wild she put out
Now dat even the half of it

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

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

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

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

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

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

another fucked up episode
My cousin came to visit Chicago
I ain't saying since we was bucks
I turned thug and he wannabe with the

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

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

Now I gotta him by his self for the weekend
I gotta fly to handle business in
I jet and this go through my phone numbers
Call em', tell him I got him a surprise party, come
So happen that I'm finished a day

And decide to fly back home and check on this
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 what he did to my house

I've got
In my house
Bitch you please
Get the out