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swifty mcvay - problem lyrics

i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
you wonder what’s the problem.
mcvay is your problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem
this is what a nine does
inner inside your mendula, i’m a god.
ricochet and hit the b-tch standing beside you.
you laying down with tubes in your mouth,
they ride you around me.
you wanna talk loud and disses,
then you see me at the club
tryna pull me to the side and whisper
i’m a dog with giant b-lls, and b-tch you got whiskers
i’m pimped, and i’ll back-slap your mistress in an instant.
the sooner they see me in the hood, they hop fences,
i’ll shoot through their gate in their -ss out like delicious.
are you vicious as your government name is alluicious.
the only n-gg- that can distribute a thousand st-tches.
i don’t use a box cutter for cutting boxes, i’ll slice your -ss if you happen to douple-cross us.
when i get naucious, i throw a body parts, be cautious.
you might see me spitting out arm pits.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
you wonder what’s the problem.
mcvay is your problem.
i’m rounchy as bostin, say i’m mentally off-beat
run and see your citizens over, when they car streets.
all i see is wolves, that is born to abuse sh-t.
they don’t like to talk, they don’t even listen to music.
i was raised a nuisance, murders therapeutic.
i’ll stab you so fast your body be squirtin’ blue sh-t.
yeah i live evil, i come from where evil lives.
raised with vultures so hungry, you can see their ribs.
you don’t wanna f-ck with me, an animal, huntin’ meat.
on these streets, all i see is cats on an upper tree.
i can tear that b-tch down, n-gg- talk that sh-t now,
i will lay you down like pegging owl in a six round.
carsinal, prepare your fam shake like carcases
ricochet your body like paint ball. droppin’ them.
catch me with a beeng real, while i stand on top of them,
pressing my foot inside his neck, i’m a problem.
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
you wonder what’s the problem.
mcvay is your problem.
(oh we got a problem here?)
(we got a problem here?)
now here’s the problem, d12 kuniva, the only n-gg-s that get mad and sweat lava.
money marking, meth mouths, true survivors, jumbo.
my wife’s power pellet, they riders.
signs strange and snow gooms, from the doom gods,
trick trick, boom squad, aiming for a scooter.
johnson borthers, they shooters, you can’t prove wrong.
shaqiua snow got the head of medusa-
lady luck, w-ssup? se? she scared to let them know.
maestro, don q, seven degeneral.
we the problem, and i’m not just talking lyrical,
everyone’s eligible, to make you hospit-tal.
iv’s, sh-tting bags, lay in a critical condition,
but darts in your heart, tryna look in to you.
disgusted, despicable att-tude, is the wrong one,
to f-ck with, or you forever have a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
your f-ckin’ with a problem.
i’m nothin’ but a problem.
i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a… i’m a…
problem.
you wonder what’s the problem.
mcvay is your problem.

- swifty mcvay lyrics

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