Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I all my bitches
That's my problem
A 2 dollar bill is still a couple
And if any one of them got a fuckin' problem
milk all of 'em
Cause they fuckin'
I love red
There's something 'bout 'em
But I'm gettin' better pussy a brown one
Been schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm 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 your teeth are
If your hatin' on you, fuck 'em
To each his own,
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it be callin' me
I need to turn my off
a fuckin' singalong
Unless you brought the weed
That kush, okay I got kush
Cop and put my people on
We can the stairs up to the stars
That's where we
Fuck that you talk
I beat pussy like production
Or like Rocky, the Russian
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, what you've got
that money like an usher
One man band, all you hear is
Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to destruction
She looked me in my and said
Man, I worried 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

(Hook)
I bad bitches
Okay, what's the
If she she gonna come up
fuckin' drown her
I'm wildin' in public schools and public
afford failure, I'm just browsing
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
I'mma possum?
And nigga, if bitch got eye problem
You know what it is, 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 bitches drunk
Smokin' a point guard, no look, passin' blunts
you talkin' 'bout? 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 these new bitches old
stacks at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And dream girl that I fucked came true
Now night feels 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 leave a
Cause I put her on her knees and her swallow all the proof
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a problem
I'm wit' it, though, bitches like fuckin' problems
And I solve shit if I'm the fuckin' problem
Just know I got 'em, let me know if a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't take the out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the spittin' out 'em?
Long story short, always colorblind
She blew the team for some Red
(Euro)