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Problems (Intro)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Problems (Intro) wurde am 23. Mai 2015 von Probloo Gang als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtA Problem Story
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Veröffentlichungsdatum23. Mai 2015
LabelProbloo Gang
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
3 Problems
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
3 Problems
Songwriter

Songtexte

Just turn me down a lil' bit you hear me
Problem story ****, y'all know what it is
It's Free Rello ****
Hugh's Production, let's go
Ha-ah, ha-ah
I got so many problems, problems
I made myself a problem, problem
Yeah
I want ma cousin to fight
I jumped off in his porsche
I hooked up with some killers
We was totin' the torch
**** say the want beef
But them pussies just pork
Lost a couple homies
So I stook on point like a fork
Always ride with my gun
I be so paranoid
Can't do crime with a ****
He show his face up in court
I stole bitches like swishes
She give head I don't kiss her
Every since they made 30s
The pussy **** be hittin'
Went and got me a glock
Thirty push 3 Scott pimpin'
Bet I catch me a body
With this red beam I ain't missin'
Life Rello up the change
Give these **** they change
They speak ish to the bitches
And they throw salt on your name
I fell in love with the game
This shit brought so much pain
All I know is this street shit
This shit run in my vein
That la-la-la in my lungs
I got thoughts in my head
And all them **** that's talking b
They gon' end up dead
Rest in peace to T-Ray
Fifty rappers name
I can't fuck with most ****
'Cause they so stuck in the fame
Hos calling to hype
Bullets give 'em a fight
When I do 'em I see Trudy doin' his on the bike
Black problem
I got so many problems, problems
I say y'all don' want no problem
I got so many problems, problems
I got so many problems
I made myself a problem
Got so many problems
That I made myself a problem
Say I got so many problems
That I made myself a problem
And tell 'em free that problem, that problem
And they don' want no problem (No problem)
No problems with no problems, (No problems)
I'm a problem they got choppa, (That choppa)
They gon' bawl 'em at yo momma, (Yo momma)
You want water, you want drama (No drama)
Bitch I got money I got commas (Commas)
Free rollo out that slamma (Free rollo)
And rest in peace to Hammer
Real recognize real
And you **** fake (Fake)
I be bucking shots
Runnin' from the jakes (Jakes)
I be gainin' weight
While I'm stackin' cake (Cake)
Pussies hella fake tryin' snatch the place
Problem
I got so many problems, problems
I say y'all don' want no problem
I got so many problems, problems
I got so many problems
I made myself a problem
Got so many problems
That I made myself a problem
Say I got so many problems
That I made myself a problem
And tell 'em free that problem, that problem
Written by: 3 Problems
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