1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
(problems who's got problems
she's got problems got problems
three thousand problems got problems)
It's a cool summer night
My .44's on my waist gotta half a stick of dynamite
Got some beef wit some niggaz across town
Keep my man to the ground
I gotta shut it down they pull up on my block
I'm in my little brown hooptie
So they guess I want the white rock
They walk close towards my ride
Surprise motherf*cker it's a handful of
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problem
(I got.. problems, three thousand problems)
I put two to his head
I jumped on the southern state then I'm rushin out to Hempstead
One down and one to go
I heard the next nigga's on and he's gotten a ball of dough
I kick in the nigga's door
I sat the nigga in the door wit my nickel played fo'-fo'
And word up that shit is soft
The way this nigga hit the floor when the Freaky got raw
Some bitch tried to burst but I shot her in the back
Back! Aiyyo Money where your stash at?
He took me back inside to this room
Beside the safe full a G's he had mad bags of weeds
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
(Problems, I I got problems)
A lot to do
I call up the underground let me speak to that nigga Lu
He said,
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1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
(problems who's got problems
she's got problems got problems
three thousand problems got problems)
It's a cool summer night
My .44's on my waist gotta half a stick of dynamite
Got some beef wit some niggaz across town
Keep my man to the ground
I gotta shut it down they pull up on my block
I'm in my little brown hooptie
So they guess I want the white rock
They walk close towards my ride
Surprise motherf*cker it's a handful of
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problem
(I got.. problems, three thousand problems)
I put two to his head
I jumped on the southern state then I'm rushin out to Hempstead
One down and one to go
I heard the next nigga's on and he's gotten a ball of dough
I kick in the nigga's door
I sat the nigga in the door wit my nickel played fo'-fo'
And word up that shit is soft
The way this nigga hit the floor when the Freaky got raw
Some bitch tried to burst but I shot her in the back
Back! Aiyyo Money where your stash at?
He took me back inside to this room
Beside the safe full a G's he had mad bags of weeds
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
(Problems, I I got problems)
A lot to do
I call up the underground let me speak to that nigga Lu
He said,
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
(problems who's got problems
she's got problems got problems
three thousand problems got problems)
It's a cool summer night
My .44's on my waist gotta half a stick of dynamite
Got some beef wit some niggaz across town
Keep my man to the ground
I gotta shut it down they pull up on my block
I'm in my little brown hooptie
So they guess I want the white rock
They walk close towards my ride
Surprise motherf*cker it's a handful of
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problem
(I got.. problems, three thousand problems)
I put two to his head
I jumped on the southern state then I'm rushin out to Hempstead
One down and one to go
I heard the next nigga's on and he's gotten a ball of dough
I kick in the nigga's door
I sat the nigga in the door wit my nickel played fo'-fo'
And word up that shit is soft
The way this nigga hit the floor when the Freaky got raw
Some bitch tried to burst but I shot her in the back
Back! Aiyyo Money where your stash at?
He took me back inside to this room
Beside the safe full a G's he had mad bags of weeds
1.. 2.. 3.. thousand problems
(Problems, I I got problems)
A lot to do
I call up the underground let me speak to that nigga Lu
He said,