Think We Got A Problem
(专辑: Silverback Gorilla - 2008)
[Chorus: x2] I
think we got a
problem, got a
got a
problem I
think we got a
problem, got a
got a
problem I
think we got a
problem, got a
got a
problem Think we got a
problem, think we got a
problem [Sheek Louch:] Think we got a
problem, mask on, show you how to rob em Revolver, show you how to solve'm Drivin down Harlem, the
Aston a
problem No tint fishball it ain't hard to spot him Think we got a
problem, weed got too much Only thing damn I'm down to my last dutch Think we got a
problem, but really it ain't dough There's one of me, and these bitches I
count about three four Think we got a
problem, the
homey just all talk He ain't gon pop a
balloon with a
pitch fork Think we got a
problem in the
club with this dogg Rude boy, starks, ladies, everybody [Chorus] [The Game:] Think we got a
problem, Game in Manhattan Black on black Aston the
21 strapped in Dominican chick ridin shotty all strapped in Customize the
dash on my shotgun strapped in Cops on the
shoulder gotta pull a
Hova Time to fade to black cause I
ain't pullin ova The
engine is a
problem, that ain't no question Pop the
trunk see the
speakers kicking like Beckham Think we got a
problem, Sheek know I'm hot Kiss and Styles should make me a
member of the
Lox I
take all the
beats I
remember how to box If I
ever get knocked out, I
remember how to pop Remember how to load everything inside my glock Ask the
niggas in the
hood cause they remember who I
shot Think we got a
problem, I
snitched on myself And I
hate rats so I
dugg a
ditch for myself what [Chorus] [Bun B:] Well it's the
king of the
trill Bun B'der you know the
name And the
streets is like the
NBA, I
love this game Keep a
bottle of Henessey, a
blunt and that purp With my hand up on my heater, and my killaz on churp You see me one deep in the
spot, think I'm slipping, try ya luck Cause I
got sixteen homeys with me, that stay ready to buck You can duck dodge or dive, but it won't do diddly skwat But leave ya with a
leaky liver and both ya kidneys shot But you may not pimping I
ain't fin to ask for it My money, my hood or my respect, I'm a
blast for it You can't push fast forward, rewind or pause I'm a
beat you till you shittin ya draws, so call the
laws cause [Chorus]