Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

I'm not ya one hit
And you see me on the streets in a black jeep
Know I got the up under
Not up under the seat, up my cheek
Like so close to me when I move it squeaks

I ain't no big buff I'm a rap singer
I exercise one muscle my strap finger
And I can't it how I see it no more
'Cause these niggas'll take ya words and twist em' like a pretzel
And bitches be the same too
Comin' with that sob story crocodile tears trying to you
And that's exactly the game do
And if you ever get caught dirty with a nigga she gon' you

So what in the hell you to floss her for?
It's supposed to be 'bout what a baller nigga that ho
You givin' a of black eye in ya S-5
While you niggas kick back poppin' X you let that dry
And that supposed to carry her own car note
And be going for that shit "I got a sore throat"
Give bitch a couple of secrets
Or give that that ho application down on Vernon to that duplex

I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin' big money on the
Fast lane, champagne, to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only

When I bump on trouble
Niggas gettin' big on the double
lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the concern
The concern

Bitch you get fucked, suck
But you want a with a million bucks
A 5-double-0 and a truck
I bend 'em all over 'til I know they
Want to your friends that you fucked with A
But how many dicks did ya suck
Do we play Do we move that weight?
All I got for a motherfucking ho is

Bitch want to get drunk and
Point booty on to the sky
Square ass go bake a pie
Get a of a dick in ya eye
Want to be flied Continental
The Benz ain't a
Sippin' on shit that ya pronounce
Ho quit at my bank account

I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin' big on the double
Fast lane, champagne, to burn
rich bitch is the only concern
I'm the bitch, I'm seizing
P the you know
'Cause pimpin'll have you me with a bad ass ho
Legendary my
you came
And you won't see me stop making hits 'till I with a cane

Still 5'11", 6 feet with
Compton, OG nigga niggas the blues
Etched in stone, makin' yo bitch the bone
I'm calling the cops punk catch the phone
The talkie, the 2-way and all of the above
Nightstick up yo ass we all see blood
ya, I'm a cop too
I'm a cop me a of yay
and try to get it crackin' like '82

With Monte Carlos and firms cop them El Co's on that gold lace
Dippin' the whole place
Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole
And when them marks come nigga crack whole face
The way my cock keep a niggas full
got him spittin' like that from the KC Royals
the P.D., haters R.I.P.
Very sincerely
nigga please

When I bump on trouble
Niggas gettin' big on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to
Gettin' rich bitch is the concern

When I bump on trouble
Niggas big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only
The only

When I bump on this
Niggas big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to
Gettin' rich bitch is the concern