Problems (Album Version|Explicit) - AZ

I had some problems

And no one could seem to solve them

But you found the answer

Told me to take this chance

Soakin in Remy sittin back smokin a twenty

Sh*t is scabby the hustlin is so in me

Never show envy got a style I maxed

I'm like po back in eighty four now smile at that

Unseen when I'm low but still right in your face

I'm so skinny but that semi auto's right in my waist

From Jags to Jeeps hoopties with the raggedy seats

Just imagine how I'm movin if we had any beef

Beats relax me good cheeba keeps me nasty

Lower the smoke when I see the D's creepin past me

Duckin the NARCs born bustin Dutches apart

Love p**sy wit pretty lips when you f**k it it fart

Friend or foe freak for the rims that glow

Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below

Love the streets the science of the *** that's deep

I'm just another ni**a next up tryin to eat

You know

Not a soul baby

It's all for y'all now

But it seems y'all would rather

See me hit than see my rich

Get bagged over some b******t and see me snitch

Hopin' some AIDS ho b**ch'll leave me sick like

I'm a sucker for love wit some easy dick

I did dirt through my days but hid my work

Even then I still made sure no kids got hurt

Sweep the next been knowin since my feet got wet

From the best turned vet learned to speak direct

My game's jumpin we all had our days of barkin

You could tell niggaz styles by they ways of parkin

Why dispute it Dough got us so polluted

Paranoid to the point it's like we over do it

Police press up peep how the beasts arrest ya

Rough up handcuff then treat you lesser

Toast on me smoke spray our potpouri

Y'all can bet I'ma rep how it's supposed to be

You know

Not a soul baby

It's all for y'all now

I got it locked feel me

Infinite game get chills on the strength of my chain

It's only real certain niggaz mention my name

Some relate others stay numb in the face

Tryin to keep steps ahead like we runnin a race

Nikes and Timbs lady friends like'em slim

Light makeup that sh*t that blend right wit they skin

So what's the issue All dick sucks is still official

Cold steel nickles and Phil I'm still wit you

Iceberg in on the Turnpike mergin

Late night right brake lights black Excursion

Tree smokin hustle the rap I'm a keep ropin

Too many niggaz got deep emotions

The stress got'em who else wanna express they problems

Get upset but real vets respect the bottom

To a false feel a fake love or hate

Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate

You know

Not a soul baby

It's all for y'all now

What y'all want from me

Yeah y'all haters better get a hustle man

Stop f**kin wit me

I'm tryin to live man nah mean

I been at the bottom I was risin

Fell back down

I'm tryin to climb up man

Get off my back baby

It's all a game man don't hate me hate the game

AZ the Visualiza return once again

Love life hate what the f**k