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Don't want no problems. YSL, these young niggas got problems. Y'all niggas crazy as fuck. Y'all young niggas problems, man. Hey. I've been ballin' so long, But I don't want no problems. Keep that FN in reach, but I don't want No problems. Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don't want no problems. I know every block on Slauson, but I don't Want no problems. Put that number on YSL, young niggas got problems. They can't see me with that woolie, they gon' Swear it's a problem. I'm gon' slide down your Hood when you and your girl havin' problems. OG Bad hoes to be in, what the world Is the problem? I'm gon' run my money up And live like Oprah Winfrey. I'ma sell one of my mansions, everything new but The kitchen. Ain't no cypher, no New Rochester, But I'm rappin' in bits. And I mastered sellin' them Ps, now my money No-limit. I got my bat up, I shut up, Don't let up. No police, I'm fed up, they Cannot forget us. I got your schedule, I fuck Up your schedule. I shoot at your head, your Dreads, they dyers. These bitches just know it's too Hard to get by us. I'm not advertising, but Boy you can try us. I signed to your Bitch and she call me Mariah. I see and read everything, rhyme Bible, Bible. Bugatti, I swear I'm not gonna hurt anybody. I swear I'm not gonna tell anybody. Just give me this molly and Snow Rabbit, Sabi. I'm with Peewee Longway, you know every day a Long day. You know I'm not Kanye, But I've been rockin' since the first day. I've been ballin' so long, but I don't want No problems. Keep that FN reach, But I don't want no problems. Hundred thousand worth of crosses, don't want no Problems. I know every block on Slauson, But I don't want no problems. Put that number on YSL, these young niggas got Problems. They can't see me with that woolie, They gon' swear it's a problem. I'm gon' slide down your hood when you and Your girl havin' problems. OG Bad hoes to be in, what in the World is the problem? I see you walkin' with That sack, I'ma take it like Deebo. Me and Thug in the alleyway, we hit 'em On B-Lo. If you tell my pana Domingo, I'ma shoot you like free throw. Run up on my brother Takeoff, I'ma whoop you Like Rico. Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga. My nigga keep pistol, grenades and the missiles. My diamonds, they call like popsicle. I'm trappin' and makin' a deal like a pickle. I, I, I am the nigga you wanna be. My diamonds hit blank just like Willie B. Niggas in the hood, they know me. I walk around with a satchel on me. Porsche Panamera, one button, top gone. A-all these bad bitches, Spanish hoes, Hong Kong. Plug hit my phone, brr, I just need a Zone. Birds singin' like harmony, But I don't need a bone. I've been ballin' so long, but I don't want No problems. Keep that FN in reach, But I don't want no problems. Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don't want no Problems. I know every block on Slauson, But I don't want no problems. Put that number on YSL, young niggas got problems. They can't see me with that woolie, they gon' Swear it's a problem. I'm gon' slide down your Hood when you and your girl havin' problems. OG Bad hoes to be in, what in the World is the problem? Choppers and UZIs, it's talkin', we shootin' on Movement. My squad and my family, ain't no Recruitin'. I do what I do, you know I Keep it true. Without throwin' no truth, your Religion is fool. All that money, but the whip Brand new. On brand new shoes, got brand new Jews. Whipping that yayo, looking like mayo. It came from Barbados, my wrist a tornado. I kick it like Kato, hang around 'dro, workin' With bombs. Servin' the junkies, they askin' for Crumbs. And it ain't no problem, got that revolver. Fuck you a problem? I got to solve 'em. We stackin' police like we felons. Put two hundred on your watermelon. That's your head, that's your cerebellum. These fuck niggas fake, nigga know that they Tellin'. Damn, fuck nigga fake. The chickens and pigeons, you know that sell 'em. Brr, My nigga, he hit me, you know that I mail Brr, If Thug want a ticket, you know I'ma let Him. I ain't sparin' these niggas. These fuck niggas ain't special. I've been ballin' so long, but I don't want No problems. Keep that FN in reach, But I don't want no problems. Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don't want no Problems. I know every block on Slauson, But I don't want no problems. Put that number on YSL, young niggas got problems. They can't see me with that woolie, they gon' Swear it's problem. I'm gon' slide down your hood When you and your girl havin' problems. OG Bad hoes to be in, what in the World is the problem?
Gucci Mane, Migos, Young Thug — Problems
«Problems» — Gucci Mane, Migos, Young Thug. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:14. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
