Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

(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 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 along
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 shit you
I that pussy like production
Or like Rocky, beat the
Or Jordan, beat the buzzer
Nigga, gimme what got
Take that money an usher
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to destruction
She looked me in my eyes and
Man, I ain't 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

(Hook)
I love bad
Okay, what's the
If she thinks she come up
I'mma drown her
I'm wildin' in public schools and housing
Can't failure, I'm just browsing
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
fuckin' possum?
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 haven't seen a movie since I started one
I be in a room of bitches gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you 'bout? Euro, this and that,
walk in these shoes? Have the outfit to match
And schemin' on what I had, but
We gon' put money in the bag or a in the bag (You choose)
And all these new old news
Throwin' at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl 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 rocks 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 problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches fuckin' problems
And I solve shit if I'm the fuckin' problem
Just I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you take the city out 'em
I know these well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
Long story short, always colorblind
She blew the for some Red Bottoms
(Euro)