Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin Problems

(Hook - Lil Wayne)
I all my bitches
That's my problem
A 2 bill is still a couple dollars
And if any one of them niggas got a fuckin'
milk all of 'em
Cause they fuckin'
I red bitches
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
the fly swatter

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

(Hook)
I bad bitches
Okay, the problem
If she thinks she come up
fuckin' drown her
I'm in public schools and public housing
afford failure, I'm just browsing
I was 15 $100,000
And if you trash
I'mma fuckin'
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 full of bitches gettin' drunk
Smokin' like a guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Euro, and that,
Wanna walk in shoes? Have the outfit to match
And schemin' 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
stacks at 'em like "That's prolly gon' bruise"
And every dream girl that I fucked true
Now every night like deja vu
And the hatin's no use, she ain't on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick with no shoes"
And I that pussy, and I ain't leave a clue
Cause I put her on her knees and her swallow all the proof
sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches like fuckin'
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 can't take the out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water spittin' out
Long story short, money always
She blew the team for some Red
(Euro)