Blac Youngsta - Problems lyrics

[Hook – Snootie Wild & Blac Youngsta] You n***as don't want no problems, problems, problems Young n***a gone get em, gone come back with em, I ain't going for the [?] I ain't going for that sh**, lil n***a, lil n***a, f** n***a Cause me and my n***a we solve em I come through with k**ers and give you the business and don't leave no witness I kidnap your auntie, your uncle, your sister and children You n***as don't want no problems I'm a young rich n***a, I'mma die a rich n***a, I'll do a life sentence If a n***a try to run up on me [?] and I'mma k** him Cause I'll send my n***as to rob you Snootie you ain't got to get em, I'mma go and get em, I'mma send them young n***as Bap bap bap rrrrah, on that f** n***a You n***as don't want no problems [Verse 1 – Blac Youngsta] This sh** can get [?], this sh** ain't got [?], [?] They cut off his head and they cut off his dick and they left him in [?] Young n***as retarded, they don't give a f** about your family happy I remember I was seven, young n***a running round with a big MAC11 I bust on them n***as, I caught em in traffic I remember I was letting them f** n***as have it I remember, I remember, I remember lil n***a I remember I was with the sh** lil n***a f** n***a you don't want to go to war You ain't really willing lil n***a For a whole damn brick of that [?] I'll send them k**ers lil n***a Young n***a up, young n***a bust Swear to god they ain't miss a lil n***a Rrrrah rrrrrah, lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a [Hook] [Verse 2 – Snootie Wild] I'll send my youngins to rob you You b**hes ain't shooting no choppers You screaming, howling like the opera Ay ay ay ay, you n***as don't want no problems I been with the goons and the goblins Kick in your door and we solve em Ay ay ay, I was made a rich n***a, I'mma die a rich n***a Beating the case, then it's back and it's bigger My lil n***a with it so my lil n***a k** em Lil n***a, lil n***a, lil n***a We running it up and we counting the figures You figure, you figure, you figure From broke to poor, we richer We getting it, getting it, getting it I'll send my youngins to rob you You b**hes ain't shooting no choppers You screaming, howling like the opera Ay ay ay ay, you n***as don't want no problems I been with the goons and the goblins Lil n***a [x8] [Hook]