Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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

I just wanna be alone, I'm feelin' in my zone
People wanna me down, 'cuz they never have their own
They get the best of me, but they try hopelessly
Why you fuck wit' me? I'm not, what you s'posed to be

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

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

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

on the line, all the fuckin' time
Got me contemplatin' the solution, the fusion my wicked
Got suckers that hate me, but it don't matter
I'm a gat when I bust, niggaz run and scatter

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

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

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

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

Look, the closin' in, and my shoe's wearin' thin
Had to be the biggest clown, that you comprehend
hated on my game, said I wouldn't be the same
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 block it out, no one likes to talk it out
keeps comin' in and I can't seem to lock it out

Got my hands on the phone, I wanna 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 wouldn't fall into your trap, for many lives to
I'm not fallin' for your shit, you ain't take me there
You can talk all you want, but I don't got your to bare

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