Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Won't No Problems

(DMX)

{Mysonne, the problem child DMX Ruff Ryders}
(Wanna flow problem)
{Problem Children, y'all niggaz got
(Wanna wanna problem)

{But don't want no problems} (Nah baby)
{But don't want no problems} (Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no
(Wanna flow problem)
{But they want no problems}
{But they don't want no problems} (Wanna flow problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they want no problems}
(No I'm telling you baby)

Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they or grab they guns
I come it's tolate y'all had your fun
It's all over now, I wanna talk to niggaz
Popping shots corks in niggaz, sticking forks in niggaz
they done, only reason y'all still breathing is cause y'all run
When we bust shots, my nigga clutch
in front of precents fuck cops
niggaz want then they die for them
the barrel, cry for them
Spirt leave your body touch the sky for
Fuck voltron see what me and mines
In the storm, death times gone
I'm that cat that y'all got your eyes on
Go to broke trying to get your pies on
The day that I'm gone I'm fuck stardom
niggaz wanna but they don't want no problems

All niggaz want is your heart back dog you pussy
Acting like you wanna bark back don't push me
Only room enough for one dog to hold the down
You cowards it now i'ma hold it down
When I'm done it down
It's my shit here, FUCK nigga just say try shit where
Come on y'all cats ain't even built like that
I been seen through they bullshit I'm real that
I know how to the dog, I know how to chase the cat
I know how to get a bone, I know how to it back
I know how to flip on a nigga split him the bat
I know how to train a pup to make sure scratch
You motherfuckers don't want no problems cause my revolver is them
One by one it's all of them
Let that be a to your mans and shit
Keep your mouth shut if your mans want spit, nigga

Well it's the kid a
Crush your head a cake batter
Y'all know that cake mix but y'all wanna taste this shit
Guns I should've arrested for
Y'all make my bullets expand like a lesspee jaw
you test me boy
Don't fuck X or Drag to the dash
Cause once you dump in these you drag to the trash
Dumpster the rest of them fags
My poker got skin looking like acupunctures
Keep a silence on the tip afford the noise
My banger got a jagged like them four boys
If hot i'll super soak you, won't be able to dry it off
Just take you last breath and die it off
Nothing but I spread
But if you take advantage the weight that's lead will your head
You die your hair red, like my bitch Eve
And no I'm not a but I make niggaz striptease in front of me
fun to me, nitches