Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble

[Unknown
Cities, streets, that's I learned
Play with fire, you'll get
When the heat was on, I
Turned to trouble...

Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, C three,
New Orleans baby, a street Eagle
And everybody's ill, yeah,
steal cars, we steal people
We eat like dogs, but we people
And even when ya lost, still see you
And even if ya dead broke, we are equal
One time for the lil
Eat ya meal, let ya meal eat you
(I run trouble... trouble)
Street runner we crazy dis one
I run... with...

[Lil
And just the other day, my nigga Chris killed his
I to God, that I never feel the way he felt
do we go when there's no help?
He figured Heaven, so he left
Ya'll know that ain't
Plus, he was high as a that same night
Shit, I probably been on that flight
Shit, I probably had that same
I just kept
Twelve rounds comin, ringin
(I run trouble... trouble)
Introduced to the game, when I was just a
Mama love a drug dealer, quit her job
And his life, and along with him, I died
And she died, we
came my daughter, to my bed side
Told me daddy, don't cry, I'm
I her in the eyes, and see me with no sins
But this is how the note

[Lil
Ya know, let's it back
I can't it
(I run trouble... trouble)
Ya know,
Yeah,

Wayne]
The tool, it out the jeans
The coke smell just a bunch of coffee beans
Ya nah mean? and everything what it seem
Ya nah mean? and don't that game, without your team
Kill for my bread, kill for my G's, kill for my
I have that red beam on hot beam
Now I hear sirens, wait I think I see one me
I ain't baby, money got me
Unh
(I run trouble... trouble)
And fuck the police, the feds, too
I ain't in that jump suit
A one, I'm on my one, two
Check me out, I fuck and check you
Respect due, pay yours
Mines the seat, by my feet, where's yours nigga?
Too much liquor, huh?
Too much pressure, too force
Too much money, never heard that

And we stop the at the door
Cut that off the rat, he won't rat no more
(I run trouble... trouble)
Shit, right, get trapped fuck with my G's
Keep shootin, 'til I burn my
please, these boys is G's
Represent New Orleans, like a Florida
Shit, what you know about it, we than thieves
We steal from the rich, so the can eat
Yeah, niggas act up, my niggas act
Hey soldier, don't war me
on it