Luyện nghe bài hát There's Not A Problem My Squad Can't Fix

C'mon, yeah, villain
I got this right here
Take this right there
C'mon do
Busta Bus
stayin' street

Paws, to the wall, the dirty dog, raw rapture
If you ain't with it bite crotch 'til it your jaw
For to knock us
Tryin' to kill or stop us, our propers
Busta Bus, fakin', the cake is for the takin'
While they runnin' they face, I'm lettin' the bake
Formulate, now at the plot, we got
and more shit that's hot, show to rock the spot
Clock or knot, the whole pot
Ready or not, we comin', snatchin' comer
Witcha hoe in the Benz-O, dumbin' a motherfucker

You can be my lady, you could even be my sucker
The dawg baby comin' like the mad trucker
Lot of jealous niggaz lookin' funnier than Tucker
God bless, oh yes, I stay
Full of finesse, my Congress show
Stylish, hit you the shit to digest
In this rhyme we be some of the world's finest
Highness, leavin' corny niggaz spineless
Attack it with the classic rhyme timeless

Not a problem my can't fix
we can do it, in the mix
So when you niggaz talk trash, you can get a ass
'Cause you know we don't around
you niggaz talk shit, lay ya six feet under the ground
Ground ground, ground
When you niggaz talk shit, lay ya six feet under the
ground, ground ground

This is how we ride, throw your hands from side to
It's time and don't forget get yours, 'cause I'ma get mine
The villain I'm peelin' a million
Ridin' dirty and bustin' thirty-thirty, ''til a nigga end
Knowin' that the shit is fucked I'm here to win
Cheddar if you ain't about it then I you better
Hang the plot you got, don't sweat it main
My nigga, my life's uncut Kane, real Raw

Y'all don't know about Jamal or what I'm in it for
Cash, cars, fly whores and
Fillin' my pipe, with no and no limits
Them one scrimpin', has the tent froze frigid
as a gimmick, dick lickin' chasin' chickens
I mash for the with the click and
Rip a show then I'm dippin' in the and high trippin'

While y'all niggaz and skippin' I stick the clip in, yo
Accelerate on the gas, fast
Blast, a nigga foot in your ass
Colorful niggaz, just the whole contrast
Flipmode is the Squad, a news
Bust your up, what the fuck, nigga get up
Violate, nigga get they shit lit up
Break fool, niggaz the rules, rob jewels
Champagne bath, throw the in the pool

caught a motherfuckin' strain on the brain
Ridin' on the train, I'ma a Benz in the rain
Over sized click on the so realize we be
Dem niggaz that dead up all you funny small fries
The franchise, Flipmode all of you Fall Guys
Yo I'm tired of niggaz full of True Lies
No time, we got the right
Need a new beginnin', to get a baptize
Ha ha, you need to get a baptize, is bond, aiyyo

Not a problem my squad fix
we can do it, in the mix
So when you niggaz talk trash, you can get a ass
'Cause you know we don't around
When you niggaz talk shit, lay ya six feet the ground
Ground ground, ground
When you niggaz shit, lay ya six feet under the ground
ground, ground ground

Ground, ground, ground
Just party to the shit like c'mon
bounce to the motherfuckin beat c'mon
You niggaz don't know my brand new song
Aiyyo, hear me out
Yo, and just feel my
C'mon bounce the fuck?