Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Won't No Problems

(DMX)

{Mysonne, Mysonne the problem child DMX Ryders}
(Wanna wanna problem)
Children, y'all niggaz got problems}
(Wanna flow problem)

{But don't want no problems} (Nah baby)
{But they don't want no problems} (Wanna flow problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't no problems}
(Wanna wanna problem)
they don't want no problems}
{But they don't want no problems} (Wanna flow problem)
they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems}
(No I'm telling you baby)

Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they bags or they guns
Before I come it's tolate had your fun
It's all now, I don't wanna talk to niggaz
Popping shots like corks in niggaz, sticking in niggaz
Cause done, only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots, my nigga clutch
Right in front of fuck cops
niggaz pops then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for
Spirt leave your body touch the sky for
voltron see what me and mines form
In the storm, death times gone
I'm that cat that niggaz got your eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your on
The day that I'm gone I'm fuck stardom
niggaz wanna talk but they don't no problems

All y'all niggaz want is your back dog you pussy
Acting like you really wanna bark back push me
Only room for one dog to hold the shit down
You cowards know it now i'ma hold it
When I'm done close it
my shit here, FUCK that nigga just say try shit where
Come on cupcake y'all cats even built like that
I been through they bullshit I'm real like that
I know how to the dog, I know how to chase the cat
I know how to get a bone, I know how to it back
I know how to flip on a split him with the bat
I know how to train a pup to make sure scratch
You motherfuckers don't want no problems cause my is solving them
One by one until it's all of
Let be a lesson to your mans and shit
Keep your fucking mouth shut if your want spit, nigga

Well the kid that a
Crush your head into a batter
Y'all know cake mix but y'all don't wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've arrested for
Y'all gone my bullets expand like a lesspee jaw
you test me boy
Don't fuck X or Drag to the dash
once you dump in these bags you drag to the trash
Dumpster the rest of them fags
My poker got your skin looking acupunctures
Keep a silence on the tip afford the noise
My banger got a jagged edge them four boys
If your hot i'll super soak you, be able to dry it off
Just relax take you breath and die it off
Nothing but love I
But if you take advantage the weight that's lead will rush head
You sweat'll die your hair red, my bitch Eve
And no I'm not a faggot but I make niggaz striptease in of me
It's fun to me,