Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

I set it off on my left
Set it off on my
I said all in my breath
Bitches all in my
I said real niggas to fuck
niggas wanna fight
I said gun into the air
But I scared for my life
I

Yeah, God
Paint a picture like a Pablo, Picasso
sayin' live fast, die young, so I drive slow
And I die old
In the with the top low
Met a bad bitch from Chicago, my hat cocked, yo
it straight, shit, cause y'all know
And if not, you'll how them niggas in the chi go
I ain't her, but I'm thinking 'bout it
My say why you gotta think about it?
The bitch too much, hit my phone too much
If I gotta be frank about it, ain't worth the
First the text, then the draws, see the sex
Then calls cause the bird's obsessed
Want flowers, cards, and the next
Nah, can't get a dollar
on twitter, bitch can't get a follow
Can get a nut, "can't get enough"
Now she a nigga thinkin' that she may hit the lotto
No way,
Could write a called, "the things hoes say"
Show a lot of love to my sisters
But these bitches so
I'm in
to the promised land
You want problems, I promise, man
I take you to the land
You want problems, I promise, man

I said set it off on my
Set it off on my
I said liquor all in my
Bitches all in my
I said real niggas to fuck
Fuck wanna fight
I said gun into the air
But I ain't scared for my
I

And I'm going to school
for the hoes and a class or two
Young bad bitch the pastor drool
Everybody sweat her catholic school
Sat to her in the back of the class
Cheated off of her test and I'm her ass
She like "don't you know this already?
Nigga, ain't you already?"
Yeah, but I got as shit
Hanging 'round these cause they dumb as shit
But I'm back on track, shot wasn't that good
Couldn't sell but I rap good
one stereotype
Know a lot of niggas that'll your type
Bad with a degree, I let 'em scoop ya
I'm koopa, I never the Mario type
No saving
I ain't fooled cause a lot of bitches
That a nigga went to with is major hoes
And theirs mans don't know, mans don't know, fa
Had a nigga's baby, little mans don't
Mama, was a freak, got it in on the low
12 years later when my song on, he ask
"mama, did you J. Cole?"

Getting to the promised
You want problems, I promise, man
I take you to the promise
You want problems, I promise, man

Set it off on my
Set it off on my
I said all in my breath
all in my sight
I said real niggas to fuck
Fuck wanna fight
I said gun into the air
But I scared for my life
I