Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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

I just wanna be alone, I'm feelin' in my zone
People wanna knock me down, 'cuz they have their own
They won't get the best of me, but try hopelessly
Why you wanna fuck me? I'm not, what you s'posed to be

You did not a damn, coulda just killed a man
Sawed off in my hand, but I had to kill the
Think I've my piece of mind, feet planted on the ground
I just had to redefine, what I thought to

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

No, trouble's at my
(You want C'mon, you want trouble?)
(You want 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 fuckin'
Got me contemplatin' the solution, the my wicked mind
Got suckers hate me, but it don't really matter
I'm a gat when I bust, niggaz run and scatter

Movin' in circles, throwin' elbows and
You got to be a nigga in the Cypress Hill pen
the critics talkin' shit, but I'm not concerned
A hundred G's for sixty minutes is the bank I

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

Take the off and go look for yourself
Fuck about shit, from somebody else
I'm down for myself, I back up
Put in all on the line, make sure that I'm

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

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

But I I haven't changed, so I brush you to the side
Trouble's knockin' on the door, anxious jus' to inside
Times I gotta block it out, no one to talk it out
Trouble keeps comin' in and I can't seem to it out

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

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

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

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

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