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problem - lyte lyrics

[verse 1: lyte]
show up where you live ho
son i’m in your cribo
my k!llers ain’t little, size of a hippo
stretch like a limo, turn into a cripple
give no f*cks, send this right through a window (sorry)
bimbo put that in the kiddo
i’ma get this motherf*cker poppin’ like a pimple
spark it like a zippo, target is your tempo
when i get to bussin with the biscuit better limbo
it’s simple, no lingo, i rocky like kimbo
i heard that you been talking reckless
keep playing with me boy that’s a death wish
i’ma bring your whole block down like tetris
let this marinate in your head and this a beast
f*ck what you say, got a fetish for beef
you ain’t doing sh*t! say it again and i’ll end this capisce?
no peace so please hold these nuts
never been scared of the police once (nope)
hanging these motherf*ckers like trophy bucks
eat ’em and sh*t ’em out like yoshi’s lunch
i’ma show these chumps no b*tch in my blood
yes you a pest! boxelder bug
and i stay with the metal like a welder does
and i’m bustin’ off shots like elmer fudd
no marvin the martian ham
squeeze that clip ’till the carbon jam (ten hut!)
yes i’m in charge, i’m the sergeant fam
after the green like a spartan fan
when the cartridge slam and the cartilage rip
soon as i spark this b*tch my target hit
beg your pardon b*tch, you don’t want to start this sh*t (start this sh*t)
[chorus: lyte]
b*tch we h*lla deep! see we mobbin’ with a bunch
and you don’t want this beef! it ain’t no problem to get touched
better watch how you speak! ’cause you doin’ way too much
and we really in these streets! get that smoke like a dutch
and that’s the last straw and i’ma smash y’all
’cause y’all don’t want it with me (don’t want it with me)
’cause i’m a problem, i’m a problem
i’m a problem (problem, problem)
you gon’ see

[verse 2: layzie bone]
i’m a problem, boy, i be with the sh*t
they want to figure me out like arithmetic
so when i pull up on ’em n*ggas quick to split
when i cl!ck cl!ck n*ggas be sh*tting bricks
risk*risking it, i be taking chances
don’t do loans, don’t do advances
rather lay a n*gga cold on the canvas
me and wes k!lling from cleveland to kansas
when i brandish n*ggas vanish
they confused ’cause they can’t understand this
how i manage, i’m a savage damage
i’m a natural, they can’t plan this
feeling all better then i fall out with the og
n*gga think he know me but he really don’t know me
all up in my business making moves on the lowkey
not my friend, you are not my homie, homie
type of n*gga keep a rocket in his pocket
n*ggas miles running like a leaky ass faucet
speaking of my name get you laid in the coffin
playing silly games will make you a target
raw sh*t, hard sh*t, how you want to call it?
burner is a problem who wanna solve it?
none of that buster sh*t i’m involved with
just don’t trust a trick, that’s real boss sh*t
[chorus: lyte]
b*tch we h*lla deep! see we mobbin’ with a bunch
and you don’t want this beef! it ain’t no problem to get touched
better watch how you speak! ’cause you doin’ way too much
and we really in these streets! get that smoke like a dutch
and that’s the last straw and i’ma smash y’all
’cause y’all don’t want it with me (don’t want it with me)
’cause i’m a problem, i’m a problem
i’m a problem (problem, problem)
you gon’ see

[verse 3: stevie stone]
you enjoying your karma
you harmless, unbothered, rage and dishonor (dishonor)
only way we can solve it, faded apartments
i’m blazing your garment
yeah! big dog when i come ’round
50 deep, we can breathe stu
real n*ggas don’t talk much but i can’t wait ’til i see you
small talkin’ get your head cracked
i be hands on, that how we do
all my n*ggas they be all active and all back and there’s a preview
you can get your head up, dry n*gga wet up
bet y’all n*ggas abound, we never let up
slap y’all n*ggas around, you can’t get up
bad b*tch sitting around, you get set up
move cautious! if it’s beef i’ma come real deep
on the street, light n*ggas won’t like it
this round trip priceless
yeah! yeah!
[chorus: lyte]
b*tch we h*lla deep! see we mobbin’ with a bunch
and you don’t want this beef! it ain’t no problem to get touched
better watch how you speak! ’cause you doin’ way too much
and we really in these streets! get that smoke like a dutch
and that’s the last straw and i’ma smash y’all
’cause y’all don’t want it with me (don’t want it with me)
’cause i’m a problem, i’m a problem
i’m a problem (problem, problem)
you gon’ see

- lyte lyrics

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