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

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

on my mind
I got trouble on my
Trouble on my
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 cause I wanna the world but not a fan of using condoms
Pardon my French, I'm going as my dick
When I envision my tip on the of bitch's lips
Mr.Lipschitz has been trippin' I mentioned Reptar's
dinosaur dick
I feel it in my gut to kill mutharfucks
As a musk the arm of my pits
You niggas coming shorter than a Bush Billy costume
On during Christmas in Philly
Uhm, well, not really, it's gettin' chilly
Let's hit a couple bars and give bitches wet willies
Soaked, getting' jiggy with it and riches
a bag of pills, couple berries and a biscuit

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

on my mind
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 cocked west side!
With the blastin' a pair of pots
Yonkers ten milli, you're
Thinkin' this 'Preme wasn't free willy
The is neutral, the gang is youthful
And fuckin' tighter than Chad Hugo's
It's Gang and the

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

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

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