Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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Cities, streets, that's where I
Play with fire, get burned
the heat was on, I turned
Turned to trouble...

[Lil
Yeah, yeah, C three,
New Orleans baby, a called Eagle
And everybody's ill, yeah,
steal cars, we steal people
We eat dogs, but we still people
And even when ya lost, still see you
And if ya dead broke, we are still equal
One for the lil people
Eat ya meal, don't let ya eat you
(I run trouble... trouble)
Street runner we crazy dis one
I run... with...

[Lil
And just the day, my nigga Chris killed his self
I pray to God, that I never feel the way he
Where do we go when there's no
He figured Heaven, so he went
Ya'll know that right
Plus, he was high as a that same night
Shit, I probably on that same flight
Shit, I probably had that fight
I just swingin
Twelve comin, bells ringin
(I run trouble... trouble)
to the game, when I was just a child
Mama love a drug dealer, straight her job
And took his life, and along with him, I
And she died, we
Then came my daughter, to my bed
me daddy, don't cry, I'm alive
I look her in the eyes, and see me with no
But this is how the ends

[Lil
Ya know, kick it back
I can't it
(I run trouble... trouble)
Ya know,
Yeah,

Wayne]
The tool, it out the jeans
The coke smell just a bunch of coffee beans
Ya nah and everything ain't what it seem
Ya nah mean? and don't that game, without your team
Kill for my bread, kill for my G's, for my cream
I will have that red beam on hot
Now I sirens, wait I think I see one behind me
I trippin baby, money got me
Unh
(I run trouble... trouble)
And the police, fuck the feds, too
I ain't in that jump suit
A one, I'm on my one, two
me out, I fuck around and check you
Respect due, pay nigga
Mines under the seat, by my feet, where's yours
Too much liquor, huh?
Too much pressure, too force
Too much money, never that before

And we stop the at the door
Cut that tail off the rat, he won't rat no
(I run trouble... trouble)
Shit, right, get trapped fuck with my G's
Keep shootin, 'til I my sleeves
Nigga please, these is G's
Represent New Orleans, like a Florida
Shit, what you know it, we more than thieves
We steal from the rich, so the can eat
Yeah, niggas act up, my niggas act
Hey soldier, don't war me
on it