Luyện nghe bài hát Problemz

Let's do it, oh oh, Ramsy,

We here to make these niggaz take heat and remember
That we 'bout it, it business, like P in the limit
Got some 'bout it, 'bout it bitches fein for the nigga
to flee me for the niggaz now see all up in it
Hit it when I want to no how you treat 'em
How much you flee 'em you can get it you want to

You don't have to eat 'em, just dick 'em down
Never speak on playa she don't like
Get a flagour for that, fuck you for
just playin' his part, she datin' boy
Down at the club she had to go
Young Gunnas State P had a show

You show see them shakin' and shakin'
And movin' and groovin' but was coolin'
as I had my tullin', the girlies was choosin
Everybody actin' foolish
Over actin' stupid
over here and we shootin'

If you at the bar drinks holla
Oh oh
V.I.P full of say
Oh oh
If you ready creep wit his wife
Oh oh, like-like, do it

If its on the wheel's holla
Oh oh
Young Gunnaz through the speaker say
Oh oh
If you cheatin' on man tonight holla
Oh oh, like-like, do it

Don't 'em nothing
These niggaz 'bout nothin'
look here with them fake stares
We get the cuttin'
You know frontin girlies up in the place
Plus they probably mad bitches up in out
4-5th on the hip and Buddhas a 8
niggaz wanna trip

Then we give these niggaz a
shoot at cars
And shoot from far
We 'em and lase 'em
For all the they talking plus hatin', fuck waitin'
We a motherfuckers to Satan
Been takin' niggaz for ages
She throwin' it the back

I'm grindin' all on her
She talkin' that shit
How 'bout she a freak bitch, maybe a quick
Never got to sleep 'cause you know them,
Soon's you go to sleep they all up in your
Catch 'em in the act and they still it
Might 'cause a
I cut the bitch off, she still on my dick

If you at the bar drinks holla
Oh oh
V.I.P full of sticky say
Oh oh
If you ready creep wit his wife
Oh oh, like-like, do it

If its on the wheel's holla
Oh oh
Young bangin' through the speaker say
Oh oh
If you cheatin' on your man holla
Oh oh, like-like, do it

Its Mack Young Scrappy
Nah, I rappin' Young ins get back at 'em
All the action the traffic on our way to perform
If you knew like I knew, you would try to 'em home
as we give 'em the song
You hit it the mornin'
We don't love 'em, we smut 'em
We hit it and then they

she was all up in my business
Askin' 'bout my
Knew I was charged with
And wanna what I'm facin'
Heard I keep it on me wherever I go
the case
Homes still Muhando
Yup, hey

Hey, up?
Gunnaz, hey
Hey, hey, hey