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

(DMX)

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

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

Yo, yo I niggaz to pack they bags or grab they guns
Before I it's tolate y'all had your fun
It's all over now, I wanna talk to niggaz
Popping like corks in niggaz, sticking forks in niggaz
Cause done, only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots, my nigga clutch
Right in front of precents fuck
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 storm, death times gone
I'm that cat y'all niggaz got your eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your on
The day I'm gone I'm real fuck stardom
niggaz wanna talk but they don't want no

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

Well the kid that a
Crush your head into a 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 like a lesspee jaw
you test me boy
Don't with X or Drag to the dash
Cause once you dump in these you drag to the trash
amoung the rest of them fags
My poker got your looking like acupunctures
Keep a on the tip can't afford the noise
My banger got a jagged edge them four boys
If hot i'll super soak you, won't be able to dry it off
Just relax take you last and die it off
but love I spread
But if you advantage the weight that's lead will rush your head
You sweat'll die your red, like my bitch Eve
And no I'm not a faggot but I make niggaz striptease in of me
fun to me, nitches