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

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

Paws, to the wall, with the dirty dog, raw
If you ain't with it bite crotch 'til it break jaw
For tryin' to us
to kill or stop us, jack our propers
Busta Bus, they fakin', the cake is for the
While they runnin' they face, I'm lettin' the plan
Formulate, now at the plot, we got
More and 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' like a

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

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

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

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

While y'all niggaz hoppin' and skippin' I stick the in, yo
Accelerate on the gas, fast
Blast, find a nigga foot in ass
Colorful niggaz, just peep the contrast
Flipmode is the Squad, a flash
Bust shit up, what the fuck, nigga get up
Violate, nigga get whole shit lit up
fool, niggaz know the rules, rob jewels
Champagne bath, throw the Moet in the

Nigga caught a 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 up all you funny little small fries
The franchise, Flipmode damagin' all of you Fall
Yo I'm tired of niggaz they of True Lies
No time, we got the right
Need a new beginnin', need to get a
Ha ha, you to get a baptize, word 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 fuck 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

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