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

(DMX)

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

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

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

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

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