Представляем точный текст композиции "Problems" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Young Zee . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Problems» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Young Zee передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Young Zee - "Problems"
Lyrics to Problems : Yknowwhat Imsaying Get with this tape, my shits the bomb Ahahaha 1 time Ohohahahoh, ohohaohoh Yeah Zee [Verse:] From the dick I bust your whole spit prick I got the weed, lets listen to all the hardcore shit Put the guns down, meet me at a show Zee get open, you can let that go Chill, keep it real, you been had your deal Im still gonna be the first one to reach a mil Best do the drop kick, skills loop the trumpet My tape going platinum and be on some dumb shit Many crews stepped up to get hurt With blood from they mouth on my Polo shirt We got cases and dont need new beef But a nigga pop shit and get a quick two piece So tell who souped you, no brain get crucial Do the unusual that yall not used to Put the Rock in the Box and my crew gets the job done Believe me, you dont want no problems [Chorus:] You dont want no problems [x8] Now, you dont want no problems with my click You dont want no problems with Young Zee You dont want no problems b "Put your name on the obituary column sheet" [Verse:] When its lovely I float like a butterfly Make you wanna bob your head while you shut your eye Now tell me can you feel it Its coming to your ear long range It hurts like demanja, no brain is strange Get on the folklift, inhale the chocolate Dropping dog shit, cause Zees raps is awkawrd Its in your appettite, kid you have to bite But you better rap it right or get macd tonight Im the freshest on two feet to ever walk the street You cant run the track meet, with the weird athlete Boy you too butt, talking about who you stuck Barely got loot to hook your hooptie, hoop up If their was no gangs and gats and shit Would your wake be on the roof on the rapping tip NO, I think not, you aint got the heart To make it hot with your jammy, kid you dont scare me I got jumped and was forced to box One caught the mox, Im unorthodox I dont need no gun, cause Im lifted Ill shoot the fair one, and spank all the kids in your district Now you see I get the job done Kid when I say this, believe me, you dont want no problems [Chorus:] You dont want no problems [x8] Now, you dont want no problems with my click You dont want no problems with Young Zee You dont want no problems b "Put your name on the obituary column sheet" You dont want no problems with the teammates You dont want no problems with DOOOOOhhhhh You dont want no problems b "Put your name in the obituary column sheet" Yeah yeah, you dont want no problems with Rah Digga You dont want no problems with Harriet You dont want no problems b "Get your name in the obituary column sheet" [scratching to end] "You dont want no problems" [ Problems Lyrics ]
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