Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I you likin' who you eatin' on
me think about all them nights we got a threesome on
Make me think about how you suck it like teeth 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 need to turn my off
Ain't a fuckin'
you brought the weed along
That kush, okay I got kush
Cop and put my people on
We can take the stairs up to the
That's we belong
Fuck shit you talk
I beat that pussy production
Or like Rocky, beat the
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, gimme you've got
Take that money like an
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I ain't worried nothin'
I shorty, you a beast

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

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