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

(DMX)

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

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

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

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

Well the kid that a
Crush your head a cake batter
Y'all know that mix but y'all don't wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've 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
once you dump in these bags you drag to the trash
Dumpster amoung the rest of them
My poker got your skin looking acupunctures
Keep a silence on the tip can't afford the
My banger got a jagged edge like four boys
If your hot i'll soak you, won't be able to dry it off
Just take you last breath and die it off
Nothing but love I
But if you take advantage the weight that's lead will rush head
You die your hair red, like my bitch Eve
And no I'm not a faggot but I make striptease in front of me
fun to me, nitches