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 the seat, up under my cheek
Like so close to me when I move it squeaks

I no big buff dude 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 these niggas'll take ya words back and em' like a pretzel
And these bitches be the too
with that sob story crocodile tears trying to gang you
And that's what the game do
And if you ever get caught dirty with a she gon' blame you

So what in the hell you to floss her for?
It's to be 'bout what a baller nigga cost that ho
You givin' a of black eye in ya S-5
While you niggas kick 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"
that bitch a couple of secrets
Or give that that ho that application on Vernon to that duplex

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

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

Bitch you get fucked, can't
But you want a nigga with a million
A 5-double-0 and a truck
I 'em all over 'til I know they stuck
Want to your friends that you fucked with A
But how many dicks did ya today?
Do we play ball? Do we that weight?
All I got for a ho is hate

Bitch want to get drunk and
Point that on to the sky
Square ass bitch go a pie
Get a tattoo of a in ya eye
to be flied call Continental
The Benz a rental
Sippin' on shit that ya can't
Ho staring at my bank account

When I bump on this
Niggas gettin' big money on the
Fast lane, champagne, to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only
I'm the bomb bitch, I'm
P the reason you
'Cause have you seeing me with a bad ass ho
Legendary my
Secondary you
And you see me stop making hits 'till I walk with a cane

Still 5'11", 6 with shoes
Compton, OG nigga givin' the blues
Etched in stone, makin' yo bitch fetch the
I'm calling the cops motherfuckers catch the phone
The walkie talkie, the and all of the above
Nightstick up yo ass 'til we all see
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
Dippin' the whole place
Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole
And when them marks come nigga crack they whole
The way my glock cock a niggas full
got him like that pitcher from the KC Royals
Socked the P.D., R.I.P.
Very sincerely
Quik please

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

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

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