Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I love all my
That's my problem
A 2 dollar is still a couple dollars
And if any one of them got a fuckin' problem
I'mma all of 'em
they fuckin' cowards
I red bitches
There's just 'bout 'em
But I'm better pussy from a brown one
schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm your alma mater
I'm the
the fly swatter

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you likin' who you on
Make me think about all them nights we got a on
Make me think about how you suck it like your are gone
If your friends hatin' on you, 'em
To his own, yessir
I do my drugs I sleep 'em off
it just be callin' me
I to turn my ringer off
Ain't a fuckin'
Unless you brought the weed
That kush, okay I got that
Cop and put my people on
We can take the stairs up to the
That's where we
Fuck that you talk
I beat pussy like production
Or Rocky, beat the Russian
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, gimme you've got
Take that money an usher
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too much gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I worried 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

(Hook)
I love bad
Okay, what's the
If she she gonna come up
fuckin' drown her
I'm wildin' in public schools and public
Can't afford failure, I'm just
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
fuckin' possum?
And nigga, if your bitch got eye
You what it is, armed robbery.

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't seen a movie I started livin' one
I be in a room full of gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a point guard, no look, passin'
Fuck you talkin' Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in these Have the outfit to match
And niggas schemin' on I had, but
We gon' put money in the bag or a in the bag (You choose)
And all these new bitches old
stacks at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every girl that I fucked came true
Now every night like deja vu
And the hatin's no use, she waitin' on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick with no shoes"
And I murder that pussy, and I ain't a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin'
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches fuckin' problems
And I solve shit if I'm the fuckin' problem
Just know I got 'em, let me if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em
I know hoes well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
story short, money always colorblind
She blew the team for some Red
(Euro)