Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

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

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

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

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I heard 'em me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't seen a since I started livin' one
I be in a room full of gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a point guard, no look, passin'
Fuck you talkin' 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 bitches old
Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's prolly bruise"
And every girl that I fucked came true
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 pussy, and I ain't leave a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and her swallow all the proof
That shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches fuckin' problems
And I can't solve shit if I'm the fuckin'
Just know I got 'em, let me know if a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water spittin' out
story short, money always colorblind
She blew the team for Red Bottoms
(Euro)