ฟังเพลงNo Problems (Explicit)

No Problems(Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kayslay

Believe me when I tell ya

You don't want the drama

A yo, for years

I been buyin' my coke from the same cat

Dominican nigga who look black

This summer I heard tha

I see me always swerve

where the bird at

Apocalyptic, I pop biscuits

my bitch is topless

Not too excited I skeet skeet my own boxes

Drama King got the drama goods

Same place as the Domin' Osama Hood

Shoot up the thug and still puttin' the dame on it

The pimps had to give me a cup wit my name on it

I was "Gordito"

I'm still Gordo or "Gito"

Still know how to get the raw dough for cheap-o

I'm lastin' all palm wit the connect of a "perico"

Nore got no manners

I take a picture of ya "culo" wit the phone cameras

Go into ya own banners

they say my ballin' so hot like lone candles

And port or part of Santiago wit my own hammers

Believe me when I say

You don't want no drama

It's ghetto die hood, thugged out all day

You don't want no problems

Shit is real killer, you could ask KaySlay

Believe me when I tell ya!

We drama kings nigga we don't play

You don't want the drama

Nature, alright, the year 2004 the War Report

Niggaz make it out the hood,

it's a small reward

We all fucked up and mauled

cause that's all we saw

Tryin' to rob from the the rich

and let the poor get poor

Or rob the poor

cause niggaz be the hungriest

I'm on the Internet

catch me on your Buddy List

Catch me where the money is,

megas and millions

And the barrel got the kick of 11 guerillas

Seen niggaz get hit

and lose a whole lot of blood

When a nigga legit,

a nigga knowin' how to stunt

Uptown, Downtown,

go wherever he at

Nigga make it implication,

shit better be fat

Nigga small talk, it's all talk

let it be that

I get pussy from my friends

give my enemies clap

You don't want me on ya block

niggaz better be strapped

So relax nigga

Believe me when I say

You don't want no drama

It's ghetto die hood, thugged out all day

You don't want no problems

Shit is real killer, you could ask KaySlay

Believe me when I tell ya!

We drama kings nigga we don't play

You don't want the drama

My name ring from the Clippers to the Nets

You could look and see

I'm Dirty Jerz down to the zippers on my sweats

Far from the type of cat that pay a bitch's rent

I got a Fox like Vivica

and never gave her 50 Cent

And I bet you ain't ready for war yet

My niggaz got stripes,

who walk around like the Barbershop Quartet

It's no way to harm this nigga

I don't need no bitch to pump eye

until my arms get bigger

Still a problem in this the rap game,

problem in the street

Yo Slay, they havin' problems,

we can solve em wit the heat

I show em what the drama is

That's when ya whole shit splattered all

across the front porch in momma crib

And wit a couple hot slugs get behind ya ribs

You really mean it when ya screamin' ,

"I'm just tryin' to live!"

The game is over now

Y'all niggaz slept long enough,

time to come up out that coma now, uh

Believe me when I say (oh!)

You don't want no drama

It's ghetto die hood, thugged out all day

You don't want no problems

Shit is real killer, you could ask KaySlay

Believe me when I tell ya!

We drama kings nigga we don't play

You don't want the drama

Yo, straight off the bat

You don't want the drama nigga Left Gunz gon' clap

When I'm comin' try to run and catch one in ya back

Ooh! You don't really want the problems

Got a whole lot of family out in Spanish Harlem

Pop goes the weasel, out comes the Mack

And nothin' to gain but pimpin' the game