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

(DMX)

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

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

All niggaz want is your heart back dog you pussy
Acting like you wanna bark back don't push 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 nigga say try shit where
Come on cupcake y'all cats ain't even like that
I been seen through they bullshit I'm 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 nigga him with the bat
I know how to train a pup to make sure they
You motherfuckers want 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 spit, nigga

Well the kid that a
Crush head into a cake batter
Y'all know cake mix but y'all don't wanna taste this shit
I should've been arrested for
Y'all gone make my bullets expand like a jaw
you test me boy
Don't with X or Drag to the dash
once you dump in these bags you drag to the trash
Dumpster amoung the rest of fags
My got your skin looking like acupunctures
Keep a on the tip can't afford the noise
My banger got a jagged edge like them boys
If hot i'll super soak you, won't be able to dry it off
Just relax take you breath and die it off
but love I spread
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