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Текст песни Stat Quo - Problems

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[Intro]Uh! Uh! Uh! A-Town! A-Town!Yeah! Yeah! LT Moe on this motherfucking track nigga!C`mon! GMM! C`mon! Yeah!Stat! Quo! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!Uh! Uh! Lotta niggaz talking that bullshit, yeah!We gon do that and do this hereC`mon! You don`t want no motherfucking problem bitch ass niggaA-Town! Yeah! Uh![Verse]Where you from? I`m from the A hoeSaid I`m out, been bucking on bustas and gettin that pay hoeOur minds is paid for, hit the blocks like LegoKeep their hands on the specialCause they`ll show you what tecs doThem boys is drama driven, raised by the systemListen, they bust to surviveYour squad be bustin for recognitionFrontin and ass kissin, industury pussy niggaThey gankin your batter before it get to the cookie niggaThem killas live round here, don`t bring your ass down hereNiggaz have a tendency to act up and clown hereTote thangs, no thang, good their ain`t no game down hereBright white to brown in grand money exchange hereYou already know what it is playa, a PD can`t save yaYour time`s up, flat line, shorty see ya laterNo amount of favors, no amount of paperCan`t stop the inevitable death of a hater[Chorus - repeat 2x]And you don`t want problems, bitch nigga believe itTheir hand is on the trigger and they ready to squeeze itSo save all that drama, them boys tote armorI`ll have you laying dead right in front of yo mama[Verse]News is real folkYou don`t wanna make it on thereIt`s dangerous niggaz wan`t warfare playaAin`t no "oops" "I`m sorry" or "my bad" shitSkulls split wide open for some dumbass shitYoung wipper snapper flappin his lipPart of the game is thisThey marksmen homes, they don`t missCops come, they don`t snitchNo witnesses at the crime sceneJust your body leaking at Yao MingWhen the lights go off pimp, the sharks come outThangs bang out, bust till ya brains hang outCome to your house, sitting on your porch where ya liveWaiting till ya come back to the cribI`m trying to tell ya howThis ain`t bout no rap song, it`s real lifeCan`t nobody tell ya what gettin killed, feel likeThe trill is trill, the fake is fakeAnd they don`t make bulletproof vests for ya face, YEAH![Chorus] (2x)

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