Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

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

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

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