Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

It's a while now, been around the block many miles
Many faces, many places, that I friend's traces
Where I time, places where my mind roam
Places I can call home, I can get stoned

I just wanna be alone, when I'm in my zone
People wanna knock me down, 'cuz they never have own
They won't get the of me, but they try hopelessly
Why you wanna fuck wit' me? I'm not, what you to be

You did not give a damn, just killed a man
off in my hand, but I had to kill the plan
Think I've found my piece of mind, feet on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I to myself

It all around me, and others who would down me
Who I don't give a fuck about, always found me
I know I used to welcome it, with my arms wide
hand's on the door, but it can't come inside

No, at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble?)
(You trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, at my door
(You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble?)

Trouble on the line, all the time
Got me contemplatin' the solution, the my wicked mind
Got suckers hate me, but it don't really matter
I'm like a gat when I bust, niggaz run and

in circles, throwin' elbows and fists
You got to be a real in the Cypress Hill pen
Like the critics talkin' shit, but I'm not
A hundred G's for sixty minutes is the I earn

I try to put it to you bluntly, so you bitches can
That nobody get tired it's time to burn
With so many out there, a lot of you have been fooled
Into actually believin', that some is cool

the blinders off and go look for yourself
Fuck hearin' about shit, somebody else
I'm down for myself, I up myself
Put in all on the line, make that I'm felt

No, trouble's at my
(You want C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, trouble's at my
(You trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble? No)

Look, the closin' in, and my shoe's wearin' thin
Had to be the clown, that you couldn't comprehend
Some hated on my game, I wouldn't be the same
me, Rock Superstar, Insane In The Brain

But I know I changed, so I brush you to the side
knockin' on the door, anxious jus' to come inside
Times I gotta it out, no one likes to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin' in and I can't to lock it out

Got my hands on the phone, I don't have to talk
If you're feelin' son, then I guess you gotta jump

I can see it in your eyes, you don't to recognize
I fall into your trap, for many lives to compromise
I'm not fallin' for your shit, you ain't gonna me there
You can talk all you want, but I got your weight to bare

No, trouble's at my
(You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble?)
(You trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?)
No, at my door
(You want C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble?)

No, at my door
(You want right now? C'mon)
(You trouble right now? C'mon)
(You trouble right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble now? C'mon)

No, trouble's at my
(You want trouble now? C'mon)
(You want right now? C'mon)
(You want trouble right C'mon)
(You want right now? C'mon)

You want trouble? C'mon, you want
You want C'mon, you want trouble?
You trouble? C'mon, you want trouble?
You want trouble? C'mon, you trouble?