N.O.R.E. - The Problem (Lawwwddd)

Lyrics

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The moment when you see that nigga face again

Replay it in your mind then your breathing change

He’s reaching in his jacket, he gone make it rain

The bystanders screaming lawwwdd

The DJ screaming lawwwdd

The AK screaming lawwwdd

That’s the nigga mama hard

Her baby stretched out on the boulevard

Niggas trying to shit on me and make history

Supposedly I help chicks, help them with groceries

Supposedly I still break, gripping my rosary

Still shoot ya block up then make you notice me

(Lawwwdd) Bullets flyin in the air much

Fuckin' gheard the guy hurt, I don’t even care much

(Lawwwdd) And I’m still smoking bogomill

Still have the street meeting, stop one broker deals

You my nigga nigga fuck how nigga Oprah feels

Papi, I pop guns, they don’t pop me

Known shooting niggas, but nah, they never shot me

Hang hang good bell gang, don’t make us pop three

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Yeah, I hear you talking what year, nigga whatever nigga

You did time, me too nigga, whatever nigga

Pussy plus dick could only equal to fuck

NORE + Pharrell could only equal to what what what what

From blood money to love money and thug money

Nino what up? Fucking the oldest G’s money

I’ve shot niggas in they motherfucking peep holes

Winter time, shot niggas in they ski clothes

(Lawwwdd) still I stay focused still

Catch cases, got cases is open still

(Lawwwdd) slime fall or slime out

Good bell gang hang hang, nigga ride out

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Neptune, cocker spaniel, underground ?

My dick, two can handle two chicks, tu Cumpleanos

Italian shit, The Soprano, I attack like a rebel

I attack, I attack, counteract, cardiac

Shootin' at yo Pontiac, wherever were your army at

(Lawwwdd) Mascato with the peach mix

(Lawwwdd) I'm just rollin' with some freak chicks

(Lawwwdd) here the drinks come spiked, prefixed

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