Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Problem

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I need all my real niggaz to up
All you fake ass fall back
It's a
stand up

(What's ya dog?)
Cassidy!
(Man, 'em again)
Cassidy!
(Man, ya from?)

(Talk to 'em, to 'em)
If ya ready to me
(Talk to' em, to 'em)
Bottom line I'm a problem,
(I to tell 'em, man)
line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
The know I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
The know I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)

My Cass and I'm 'bout my B-I
Niggaz wanna be me, I can see why
Told y'all how I to roll and see Clive
Hop off the G-4, hop in the G-5
But since niggaz copy and be me
hop off the yacht then hop in the GT
Got in the hood knockin' the CD
Wait my face start poppin' on T.V.

See the ladies give me top for
All wanna do is just hop on the wee-wee
My rich chick'll take a to see me
I pop Dominican and she'll drop me a key
I got a actress in L.A., in DC
got a lawyer, a cop in the DT
See I got money but I ain't it
I need a girl who got a job wit benefits

'Cuz honey bunch I ain't wit the funny
You ain't gone fuck me to my money up
Nah, I have it boo
But girl do what you do I mad at you
Nah, I got since to know
That I ain't get pimped, I'mma pimp a hoe
Ayyo, get nigga fuck the fame
(The is in trouble, betta learn his name!)

Cassidy!
(Man, 'em again)
Cassidy!
(Man, ya from?)

(Talk to 'em, to 'em)
If ya to feel me
(Talk to' em, to 'em)
line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
Bottom line I'm a problem,
(I tried to 'em, man)
The hood I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
The world I'm a problem, y'all
(Hold on, I to tell 'em, man!)

Ayyo, guess what happened, guess what
I was on the and yo, guess what happened?
I'm sittin' there starin' in DJ face
And all he askin' me is the Freeway tape
I'm like, "If I ain't right, you can say, I'm
But Mr. DJ can you my song?"
Please, somethin' that's good for the air
Please, play somethin' that the wanna hear

So the radio go to put that trash on
'em up and say, "Put that Cass on!"
And I pissin' nobody
But if every died I wouldn't be missin' nobody
if it ain't styles, 'Kiss or nobody
Busta, Nore, or nobody
If it Drag, Kim or Fat Joe
I could care less if a cat lay on his back, yo

So, I don't owe y'all
And y'all might be aright but I don't know niggaz
I mean, it's a couple niggaz that I've met
the FS on my chest without press
I got love for Snoop, and Wyclef
And my niggaz Esco, so go, yo
Get money nigga, fuck the
(The industry is in trouble, betta his name!)

Cassidy!
(Man, 'em again)
Cassidy!
(Man, ya from?)

(Talk to 'em, to 'em)
If ya ready to me
(Talk to' em, to 'em)
line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
Bottom line I'm a problem,
(I tried to 'em, man)
The know I'm a problem, y'all
(I to tell 'em, man)
The know I'm a problem, y'all
(Hold on, I tried to 'em, man!)

Cassidy!
(Man, 'em again)
Cassidy!
(Man, ya from?)

(Talk to 'em, to 'em)
If ya to feel me
(Talk to' em, to 'em)
line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
Bottom I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
The hood I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to 'em, man)
The know I'm a problem, y'all
(Hold on, I to tell 'em, man!)