Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

I said 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 wanna
I said gun into the air
But I scared for my life
I

Yeah, God
Paint a picture like a young Pablo,
Niggas sayin' 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, learn how them niggas in the chi go
I fuck her, but I'm thinking 'bout it
My niggas say why you gotta think it?
The bitch too much, hit my phone too much
If I gotta be frank about it, ain't the stress
First the text, then the draws, see the sex
Then calls cause the bird's obsessed
flowers, cards, and the purses 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 a book called, "the things hoes say"
Show a lot of to my sisters though
But these so predictable
I'm in
to the promised land
You don't problems, I promise, man
I you to the promise land
You don't 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 trying to
Fuck niggas fight
I gun shots into the air
But I ain't for my life
I

And I'm going back to
Only for the and a class or two
Young bad bitch the pastor drool
Everybody sweat her like school
Sat next to her in the of the class
Cheated off of her test and I'm her ass
She like "don't you know this shit
Nigga, you rich already?"
Yeah, but I got as shit
Hanging 'round these rappers cause dumb as shit
But I'm back on track, jump shot that good
Couldn't crack but I rap good
one stereotype
Know a lot of niggas that'll marry your
Bad bitch with a degree, I let 'em ya
I'm koopa, I never the Mario type
No hoes
I ain't cause a lot of cool bitches
That a nigga went to school with is hoes
And theirs don't know, mans don't know, fa show
Had a nigga's baby, little don't know
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 land
You don't 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
all in my sight
I said real trying to fuck
niggas wanna fight
I said gun into the air
But I ain't scared for my
I