Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

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

Yeah, God
Paint a like a young Pablo, Picasso
Niggas live fast, die young, so I drive slow
And I die old
In the drop the top low
Met a bad bitch from Chicago, my hat cocked, yo
Kept it straight, shit, y'all know
And if not, learn how them niggas 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 about it, ain't worth the stress
the text, then the draws, see first the sex
Then it's cause the bird's obsessed
Want flowers, cards, and the purses
Nah, bitch 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 to my sisters though
But bitches so predictable
I'm in
Getting to the land
You don't problems, I promise, man
I take you to the promise
You don't problems, I promise, man

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 trying to
Fuck niggas wanna
I gun shots into the air
But I ain't scared for my
I

And I'm going back to
for the hoes and a class or two
Young bad bitch the pastor drool
Everybody sweat her 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
That's one
Know a lot of that'll marry your type
Bad with a degree, I let 'em scoop ya
I'm koopa, I never been the type
No hoes
I ain't cause a lot of cool bitches
That a nigga went to school with is major
And theirs mans don't know, mans know, fa show
Had a nigga's baby, little mans don't
Mama, was a freak, got it in on the low
12 years later 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 don't 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 trying to fuck
Fuck niggas wanna
I said gun into the air
But I scared for my life
I