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

(DMX)

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

{But they don't no problems} (Nah baby)
{But they want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems}
(Wanna flow problem)
they don't want no problems}
{But they don't want no problems} (Wanna wanna problem)
they don't 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 it's tolate had your fun
all over now, I don't wanna talk to niggaz
Popping shots like corks in niggaz, sticking in niggaz
they done, only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we shots, my nigga clutch glocks
in front of precents fuck cops
niggaz want pops then die for them
the barrel, cry for them
Spirt leave your touch the sky for them
Fuck voltron see what me and mines
In the storm, death times gone
I'm that cat that y'all niggaz got eyes on
Go to papi broke to get your pies on
The day that I'm I'm real fuck stardom
wanna talk but they don't want no problems

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

Well the kid that a
Crush your head a cake batter
Y'all know 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
Don't fuck with X or to the dash
Cause once you dump in these you drag to the trash
Dumpster amoung the rest of fags
My poker got your skin looking like
Keep a silence on the tip can't afford the
My banger got a jagged like them four boys
If your hot i'll soak you, won't be able to dry it off
Just relax you last breath and die it off
Nothing but I spread
But if you advantage the weight that's lead will rush your head
You sweat'll die hair red, like my bitch Eve
And no I'm not a faggot but I make niggaz striptease in of me
fun to me, nitches