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 niggas got a fuckin' problem
milk all of 'em
Cause 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 alma mater
I'm the
the fly swatter

(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne)
I know you who you eatin' on
Make me think about all them nights we got a on
Make me about how you suck it like your teeth are gone
If your friends on you, fuck 'em
To each his own,
I do my then I sleep 'em off
Like it be callin' me
I to turn my ringer off
a fuckin' singalong
Unless you brought the along
That kush, okay I got kush
Cop pounds and put my on
We can take the stairs up to the
That's where we
Fuck that shit you
I beat that pussy production
Or like Rocky, the Russian
Or like Jordan, the buzzer
Nigga, gimme you've got
Take that money like an
One man band, all you is repercussion
Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna to self destruction
She me in my eyes and said
Man, I ain't worried nothin'
I shorty, you a beast

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

(Verse 2 - Euro)
I heard 'em me "Go get 'em, young"
I haven't seen a movie since I livin' one
I be in a room full of bitches gettin'
Smokin' like a point guard, no look, passin'
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Euro, and that,
Wanna in these shoes? Have the outfit to match
And niggas on what I had, but
We gon' put in the bag or a body in the bag (You choose)
And all these new old news
Throwin' 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 waitin' on you
I tell a baby, "Tell ya man kick rocks no shoes"
And I murder that pussy, and I ain't leave a
Cause I put her on her knees and made her all the proof
sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a fuckin' problem
I'm fine it, though, bitches like fuckin' problems
And I can't solve shit if I'm the fuckin'
Just I got 'em, let me know if there's a fuckin' problem
Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em
I know these hoes well, see the water spittin' out
Long story short, always colorblind
She blew the team for Red Bottoms
(Euro)