Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When I on this trouble
gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to
Gettin' rich is the only concern
I'm the bomb bitch, I'm
P the reason you
'Cause pimpin'll have you seeing me a bad ass ho
Legendary my
Secondary you
And you won't see me stop making hits 'till I walk a cane

Still 5'11", 6 with shoes
Compton, OG nigga givin' niggas the
Etched in stone, makin' yo bitch the bone
I'm the cops punk motherfuckers catch the phone
The walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the
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 European firms cop El Co's on that gold lace
round the whole place
Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the case
And when marks come nigga crack they whole face
The way my glock cock a niggas full
got him spittin' like pitcher from the KC Royals
Socked the P.D., R.I.P.
Very sincerely
Quik please

When I on this trouble
gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to
Gettin' bitch is the only concern

When I bump on this
Niggas gettin' big on the double
Fast lane, champagne, to burn
rich bitch is the only concern
The only

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