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

(DMX)

{Mysonne, Mysonne the problem DMX Ruff Ryders}
(Wanna flow problem)
{Problem Children, niggaz got problems}
(Wanna wanna problem)

{But they don't want no (Nah baby)
{But they don't no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they want no problems}
(Wanna wanna problem)
they don't want no problems}
{But don't want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they 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 grab they
Before I come it's tolate had your fun
It's all now, I don't wanna talk to niggaz
Popping shots corks in niggaz, sticking forks in niggaz
Cause they done, only reason y'all still is cause y'all run
When we shots, my nigga clutch glocks
Right in front of precents cops
niggaz want then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for
Spirt your body touch the sky for them
Fuck voltron see what me and mines
In the nine storm, death times
I'm that cat that y'all niggaz got eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your on
The day I'm gone I'm real fuck stardom
niggaz wanna talk but don't want no problems

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

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