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 niggas got a fuckin'
milk all of 'em
Cause fuckin' cowards
I love red
just something 'bout 'em
But I'm better pussy from a brown one
Been y'all niggas, I'm your alma mater
I'm the
Where the fly

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you likin' who you on
me think about 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 his own, yessir
I do my drugs then I 'em off
it just be callin' me
I to turn my ringer off
Ain't a singalong
Unless you brought the along
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 that like production
Or like Rocky, beat the
Or Jordan, beat the buzzer
Nigga, gimme what got
Take that money like an
One man band, all you is repercussion
a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead to self destruction
She me in my eyes and said
Man, I worried 'bout nothin'
I said shorty, you a

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

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I heard 'em me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't a movie since I started livin' one
I be in a room full of bitches drunk
like a point guard, no look, passin' blunts
Fuck you talkin' Euro, this and that,
Wanna walk in these shoes? Have the outfit to
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 every night like deja vu
And the hatin's no use, she ain't on you
I a baby, "Tell ya man kick rocks 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
That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin'
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 well, see the water spittin' out 'em?
Long short, money always colorblind
She blew the team for Red Bottoms
(Euro)