Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble On My Mind

It's the blackout, got the back out
Showing my black ass, in the glass house
Started in the crack house, Obama the back route
Kill bin Laden, never up in the black house
got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot
Still trick with bitches out with or with ass shots
G.O.O.D had for one more, I took the last spot
Re-up gang paid a nigga, 'Ye hit the jackpot
Whole 'nother level, then you add
That's a 'nother devil, legit drug dealer
That's a 'nother bezel, the carbon Audemar
That's a whole 'nother metal, but keep it ghetto
the scenes, pull strings like Gepetto
The gun blow steam, whistle like a tea
Runnin' the rebels
You and LV Sport on a pedal, I let you niggas settle

on my mind
I got trouble on my
on my mind
So trouble on my mind

on my mind
I got on my mind
on my mind
So much on my mind

said "get 'em", so I got 'em
Tripped on Bristol then I accidentally shot 'em
it ricocheted and killed the game
I'm a problem cause I wanna fuck the world but not a fan of condoms
Pardon my French, I'm going hard as my
I envision my tip on the crust of bitch's lips
Mr.Lipschitz has trippin' since I mentioned Reptar's
Triceratops dinosaur
I feel it in my gut to kill these
As a like the arm of my pits
You coming shorter than a Bush wick Billy costume
On sale during in Philly
Uhm, well, not really, it's kinda chilly
Let's hit a couple bars and give some wet willies
Soaked, getting' jiggy with it and Bel-Air's
With a bag of pills, couple and a biscuit

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
Trouble on my
So much trouble on my

on my mind
I got trouble on my
Trouble on my
So much trouble on my

I'm a fucking walking
And a really shitty rapper in my pair of socks ironed pair of dockers
Two cocked screamin' west side!
With the speakers a pair of pots
Yonkers ten milli, silly
Thinkin' that this 'Preme wasn't willy
The feeling is neutral, the gang is
And tighter than Chad Hugo's pupils
Wolf Gang and the

With the re-up's a of a buzz
Rick said cocaine's a hell of a drug
Who else could put the hipsters felons and thugs
And paint a perfect of what sellin' it does?
is for the critics, who doubted the chemistry
Two different worlds, symmetry
And this black art, see the
When you at the top of game, you make enemies
You'll never me

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
on my mind
So trouble on my mind

on my mind
I got trouble on my
on my mind
So much trouble on my