Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

I set it off on my left
Set it off on my
I liquor all in my breath
all in my sight
I said real trying to fuck
Fuck wanna fight
I said gun shots the air
But I ain't for my life
I

Yeah, God
Paint a like a young Pablo, Picasso
Niggas sayin' live fast, die young, so I drive
And I die old
In the with the top low
Met a bad bitch from Chicago, my hat cocked, yo
Kept it straight, shit, cause know
And if not, you'll learn how them in the chi go
I ain't fuck her, but I'm 'bout it
My say why you gotta think about it?
The bitch want too much, hit my too much
If I gotta be frank about it, worth the stress
the text, then the draws, see first the sex
Then it's calls cause the obsessed
Want flowers, cards, and the next
Nah, bitch get a dollar
Cole on twitter, bitch get a follow
Can get a nut, "can't get enough"
Now she fuck a nigga thinkin' she may hit the lotto
No way,
Could write a book called, "the hoes say"
Show a lot of to my sisters though
But these bitches so
I'm in
Getting to the promised
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
all in my sight
I said niggas trying to fuck
Fuck wanna fight
I gun shots into the air
But I scared for my life
I

And I'm going to school
for the hoes and a class or two
Young bad bitch made the drool
Everybody sweat her catholic school
Sat to her in the back of the class
Cheated off of her and I'm grabbing her ass
She "don't you know this shit already?
Nigga, you rich already?"
Yeah, but I got dumb as
Hanging 'round these rappers they dumb as shit
But I'm back on track, jump wasn't that good
sell crack but I rap good
That's one
a lot of niggas that'll marry your type
Bad bitch a degree, I let 'em scoop ya
I'm koopa, I never the Mario type
No hoes
I fooled cause a lot of cool bitches
a nigga went to school with is major hoes
And theirs mans don't know, mans don't know, fa
Had a baby, little mans don't know
Mama, was a freak, got it in on the low
12 later when my song come 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 don't problems, I promise, man

Set it off on my
Set it off on my
I liquor all in my breath
Bitches all in my
I said real niggas trying to
Fuck niggas fight
I said gun into the air
But I ain't for my life
I