Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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

Yeah, God
a picture like a young Pablo, Picasso
Niggas sayin' live fast, die young, so I slow
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 y'all
And if not, you'll learn how them in the chi go
I ain't her, but I'm thinking 'bout it
My say why you gotta think about it?
The want 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
flowers, cards, and the purses next
Nah, bitch can't get a
Cole on twitter, bitch get a follow
Can get a nut, "can't get enough"
Now she fuck a nigga that she may hit the lotto
No way,
Could a book 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 don't problems, I promise, man
I take you to the promise
You don't problems, I promise, man

I said set it off on my
Set it off on my
I said all in my breath
all in my sight
I real niggas trying to fuck
Fuck niggas fight
I gun shots into the air
But I ain't scared for my
I

And I'm going back to
Only for the hoes and a or two
bad bitch made the pastor drool
Everybody her like catholic school
Sat next to her in the back of the
off of her test and I'm grabbing her ass
She "don't you know this shit already?
Nigga, ain't you already?"
Yeah, but I got dumb as
Hanging these rappers cause they dumb as shit
But I'm back on track, jump shot wasn't good
Couldn't sell crack but I rap
one stereotype
Know a lot of niggas that'll your type
Bad with a degree, I let 'em scoop ya
I'm koopa, I been the Mario type
No saving
I ain't fooled cause a lot of bitches
That a nigga went to school with is hoes
And theirs mans don't know, don't know, fa show
Had a nigga's baby, little mans don't
Mama, was a freak, got it in on the low
12 years when my song come on, he ask
"mama, did you J. Cole?"

Getting to the land
You don't problems, I promise, man
I you to the promise land
You want problems, I promise, man

Set it off on my
Set it off on my
I said all in my breath
Bitches all in my
I real niggas trying to fuck
Fuck niggas wanna
I said gun shots the air
But I ain't scared for my
I