Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble On My Mind

It's the blackout, got the back out
Showing my ass, engine in the glass house
Started in the crack house, Obama went the route
Kill bin Laden, never throw up in the black
Still got the Macs out, the mask down like a mascot
Still with bitches out with money or with ass shots
G.O.O.D had for one more, I took the last spot
Re-up gang paid a nigga, 'Ye hit the jackpot
'nother level, then you add fame
That's a whole 'nother devil, legit dealer
a whole 'nother bezel, the carbon Audemar
That's a whole 'nother metal, but still keep it
Behind the scenes, strings like Gepetto
The gun blow steam, whistle a tea kettle
Runnin' like the
You and LV Sport shoe on a pedal, I let you niggas

Trouble on my
I got trouble on my
Trouble on my
So much on my mind

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
Trouble on my
So much trouble on my

said "get 'em", so I got 'em
Tripped on Bristol Palin then I accidentally 'em
Then it ricocheted and the game
I'm a problem cause I fuck the world but not a fan of using condoms
Pardon my French, I'm hard as my dick
When I envision my tip on the of bitch's lips
Mr.Lipschitz has been trippin' I mentioned Reptar's
Triceratops dick
I feel it in my gut to these mutharfucks
As a musk like the arm of my
You niggas coming shorter than a wick Billy costume
On sale Christmas in Philly
Uhm, well, not really, it's kinda chilly
Let's hit a couple bars and some bitches wet willies
Soaked, getting' with it and Bel-Air's riches
With a bag of pills, couple berries and a

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
on my mind
So much trouble on my

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
Trouble on my
So much on my mind

I'm a walking paradox
And a really shitty rapper in my favorite pair of socks pair of dockers
Two Glocks cocked west side!
With the blastin' a pair of pots
Yonkers ten milli, silly
Thinkin' that this 'Preme free willy
The feeling is neutral, the gang is
And fuckin' tighter Chad Hugo's pupils
Wolf Gang and the

With the re-up's a of a buzz
Rick said cocaine's a hell of a drug
Who else could put the hipsters with felons and
And paint a perfect of what sellin' it does?
This is for the critics, who the chemistry
Two different worlds, symmetry
And black art, see the wizardry
When you at the top of your game, you make
You'll never me

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
on my mind
So much trouble on my

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
on my mind
So trouble on my mind