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 wanna problem)

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

Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they bags or grab they
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 forks in
Cause they done, only y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots, my nigga clutch
in front of precents fuck cops
niggaz pops then they die for them
the barrel, cry for them
Spirt leave your touch the sky for them
voltron see what me and mines form
In the storm, death times gone
I'm that cat that y'all niggaz got eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your on
The day that I'm gone I'm real fuck
niggaz wanna talk but they want no problems

All y'all niggaz want is your back dog you pussy
Acting like you really bark back don't push me
room enough for one dog to hold the shit down
You cowards know it now hold it down
When I'm close it down
It's my shit here, FUCK nigga just say try shit where
Come on cupcake y'all cats ain't built like that
I been seen they bullshit I'm real like that
I know how to walk the dog, I know how to the cat
I know how to get a bone, I how to bring it back
I know how to flip on a nigga him with the bat
I know how to train a pup to make sure 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 shut if your mans want spit, nigga

Well it's the kid a
Crush your into a cake batter
Y'all know that cake mix but y'all wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've been for
Y'all gone make my expand like a lesspee jaw
Don't you me boy
Don't with X or Drag to the dash
Cause you dump in these bags you drag to the trash
amoung the rest of them fags
My poker got skin looking like acupunctures
Keep a silence on the tip 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 take you last breath and die it off
but love I spread
But if you take advantage the weight that's 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,