Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

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

Trust these hoes, they all slick, I found out, 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 with my
She hit me I'm on the floor and was like
Ain't shit bad cause moms finna

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

Wit' moms 2 nieces, 2 nephews, 2 cousins
got comfortable in my shit
Showing off dust and trailings after piss
Bitches, wild kids, 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 only stop me from killing bitch
I'm on the way back to my crib I pull up, can't be how I live

I jump out ready, to start fucking I'm pissed off, mad and
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 nothing 'bout cha fam

Look at my shit, it's up at least smell like a project cut
You had the decency to clean up, you, ya ma
And children, can pack up hurry before I go raw
And mess around in here and catch a

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)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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