Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

I'm not ya one hit
And when you see me on the streets in a jeep
Know I got the heat up
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 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 bitches be the same too
Comin' with that sob story crocodile tears trying to you
And exactly what the game do
And if you get caught dirty with a nigga she gon' blame you

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

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

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

you get fucked, can't suck
But you want a nigga 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 fucked A
But how many did ya suck today?
Do we play ball? Do we move weight?
All I got for a ho is hate

want to get drunk and high
Point booty on to the sky
ass bitch go bake a pie
Get a of a dick in ya eye
Want to be call Continental
The Benz a rental
on shit that ya can't pronounce
Ho quit staring at my account

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

5'11", 6 feet with shoes
Compton, OG nigga givin' the blues
Etched in stone, makin' yo fetch the bone
I'm calling the cops punk motherfuckers catch the
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 like it's '82

With Carlos and European firms cop them El Co's on that gold lace
Dippin' the whole place
Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the case
And when them marks come nigga crack 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
nigga please

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

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

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