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

(DMX)

{Mysonne, the problem child DMX Ruff Ryders}
(Wanna flow problem)
{Problem Children, y'all niggaz got
(Wanna wanna 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 don't want no
{But they don't want no problems} (Wanna wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they 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 y'all had fun
It's all over now, I don't wanna talk to
Popping shots like corks in niggaz, forks in niggaz
Cause they done, only reason still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots, my nigga clutch
Right in of precents fuck cops
niggaz pops then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for
leave your body touch the sky for them
Fuck see what me and mines form
In the nine storm, death gone
I'm that cat that y'all got your eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your on
The day that I'm I'm real fuck stardom
niggaz talk but they don't want no problems

All y'all niggaz want is your heart back dog you
Acting you really wanna bark back don't push me
Only room enough for one dog to hold the down
You cowards it now i'ma hold 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 even built that
I seen through they 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 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 and shit
Keep your fucking mouth shut if mans want spit, nigga

Well it's the kid a
Crush your head into a cake
know that cake mix but y'all don't wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've been for
gone make my bullets expand 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 skin looking like acupunctures
a silence on the tip can't afford the noise
My got a jagged edge like them four boys
If your hot super soak you, won't be able to dry it off
Just take you last breath and die it off
but love I spread
But if you take advantage the that's lead will rush your head
You sweat'll die your hair red, like my Eve
And no I'm not a faggot but I make niggaz in front of me
fun to me, nitches