Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble On My Mind

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

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

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

said "get 'em", so I got 'em
Tripped on Bristol then I accidentally shot 'em
Then it and killed the game
I'm a problem I wanna fuck the world but not a fan of using condoms
Pardon my French, I'm hard as my dick
When I envision my tip on the crust of lips
Mr.Lipschitz has been trippin' I mentioned Reptar's
dinosaur dick
I feel it in my gut to these mutharfucks
As a musk like the arm of my
You niggas coming than a Bush wick Billy costume
On during Christmas in Philly
Uhm, well, not really, it's kinda chilly
hit a couple bars and give some bitches wet willies
Soaked, jiggy with it and Bel-Air's riches
With a bag of pills, couple and a biscuit

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

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

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

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

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

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