Booba - Problem lyrics

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Booba - Problem lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, n***as, it's 'bout that time, n***a Drama time, n***a, the alarm going off, n***a It's time, n***a, put on your boots, n***a Soldier hats, n***a, bulletproof vests, n***a Arm yourself, n***a, arm yourself, n***a [Refrain] Y'all n***as got a problem My n***as got Bazookas My n***as will solve ya My n***as are doctors My n***as will cut ya My n***as will chop ya My n***as will hunt ya Until the day we find ya [Couplet 1] Shout outs to my real n***as f** all you b**h n***as I'm down with Little Haiti OG boss n***as I move with dirty n***as No clean Uzi n***a My team makes movies n***a Shoot off that baby n***a One Love to my dead n***as Old school G-Up n***as [?] State Prison Come home – we miss you, n***a Hydro blowin' n***as Up the wall, flippin' n***as Back and forth taxin' n***as For the rock We k** them n***as Break the block To feed 'em n***as Burn yo' block You keep it, n***a That's the end, fini n***a My next move The next hood, n***a I'm a problem Can't you tell? Ringing bells? Don't end it n***a Dope and shells I'm in it n***a f** the love We hangin' n***as [Refrain] (2x) [Couplet 2] You keep on thinkin' sh** is sweet Until you end up six feet Me I'm grinding, life ain't cheap Soul food, I gotta eat My deck or drive shows n***as shootin' sideways b**hes s**in' fat dicks Haitians movin' white bricks My money, or dirty Bloody like the White Sox Bite you in yo' a**hole Eat you like a bull shark Duck for my fast ball I pitch high, miss or [?] Strikin' out, who's next to come? Tryna hit… They f**ing dumb Me I'm Tiger, all-in-one White b**hes drink my cum Black b**hes love my inches Say they wanna have my son So, n***a from the slum Dick game, stupid dumb Copycats: they get hung Fully automatic drums [Refrain] (2x)

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