Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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

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

So what in the hell you want to floss her
It's supposed to be 'bout a baller nigga cost that ho
You a game of black eye in ya S-5
While you niggas kick back poppin' X you let that dry
And bitch supposed to carry her own car note
And don't be going for that shit "I got a throat"
Give that bitch a couple of
Or give that that ho application down on Vernon to that duplex

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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