Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I love all my
That's my fuckin'
A 2 dollar bill is still a couple
And if any one of them got a fuckin' problem
I'mma all of 'em
Cause they cowards
I love red
just something '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 think all them nights we got a threesome on
Make me think how you suck it like your teeth are gone
If friends hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To each his own,
I do my drugs then I 'em off
Like it just be me
I need to turn my off
Ain't a fuckin'
Unless you brought the weed
That kush, okay I got that
Cop and put my people on
We can the stairs up to the stars
That's where we
Fuck shit you talk
I beat that pussy like
Or like Rocky, the Russian
Or like Jordan, beat the
Nigga, gimme what got
Take that money like an
One man band, all you hear is
a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I ain't 'bout nothin'
I shorty, you a beast

(Hook)
I bad bitches
Okay, the problem
If she she gonna come up
fuckin' drown her
I'm wildin' in public schools and housing
afford failure, I'm just browsing
I was 15 $100,000
And if you talk
I'mma fuckin'
And nigga, if your got eye problem
You know it is, armed robbery.

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I 'em tell me "Go get 'em, young"
I seen a movie since I started livin' one
I be in a room full of bitches gettin'
like a point guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you 'bout? Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in these Have the outfit to match
And niggas on what I had, but
We put money in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all these new old news
Throwin' at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl that I fucked came
Now night feels like deja vu
And the no use, she ain't waitin' on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick 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 sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, like fuckin' problems
And I can't shit if I'm the fuckin' problem
Just know I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin'
Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water out 'em?
Long story short, money colorblind
She the team for some Red Bottoms
(Euro)