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

(DMX)

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

{But they don't want no (Nah baby)
{But they don't want no (Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they want no problems}
(Wanna flow problem)
{But don't want no problems}
{But they want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah 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 it's tolate y'all had your fun
all over 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 bust shots, my clutch glocks
Right in of precents fuck cops
want pops then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for
Spirt leave your touch the sky for them
voltron see what me and mines form
In the storm, death times gone
I'm cat that y'all niggaz got your eyes on
Go to papi trying to get your pies on
The day that I'm gone I'm fuck stardom
niggaz talk but they don't want no problems

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

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