Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

I set it off on my left
Set it off on my
I said liquor all in my
all in my sight
I said real niggas trying to
Fuck niggas wanna
I gun shots into the air
But I ain't scared for my
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Yeah, God
Paint a like a young Pablo, Picasso
sayin' 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
it straight, shit, cause y'all know
And if not, you'll learn how niggas in the chi go
I fuck her, but I'm thinking 'bout it
My niggas say why you gotta about it?
The bitch want too much, hit my too much
If I gotta be frank about it, ain't the stress
the text, then the draws, see first the sex
Then it's calls cause the bird's
Want flowers, cards, and the next
Nah, can't get a dollar
Cole on twitter, bitch get a follow
Can get a nut, "can't get enough"
Now she fuck a nigga thinkin' that she may hit the
No way,
write a book called, "the things hoes say"
Show a lot of love to my though
But these bitches so
I'm in
to the promised land
You want 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
all in my sight
I real niggas trying to fuck
niggas wanna fight
I said gun into the air
But I scared for my life
I

And I'm going back to
Only for the hoes and a or two
Young bad bitch made the pastor
Everybody sweat her like catholic
Sat to her in the back of the class
Cheated off of her and I'm grabbing her ass
She like "don't you know this already?
Nigga, ain't you already?"
Yeah, but I got as shit
'round these rappers cause they dumb as shit
But I'm back on track, jump shot that good
sell crack but I rap good
That's one
Know a lot of niggas marry your type
Bad bitch a degree, I let 'em scoop ya
I'm koopa, I never the Mario type
No hoes
I ain't fooled 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 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 liquor all in my
all in my sight
I said real trying to fuck
niggas wanna fight
I said gun into the air
But I ain't for my life
I