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letra de the problem - juicy j & logic

[intro]
(logic)
(logic)

[chorus: juicy j]
what’s the problem, n-gga? what’s the problem, n-gga?
’cause we both got the same twenty-four hours, n-gga
what’s the problem, n-gga? what’s the problem, n-gga?
eat by yourself, you must wanna get devoured, n-gga

[verse 1: juicy j]
ayy, why you get down on your n-gga?
you ain’t have to stay up late and sit out on them n-ggas
you didn’t have to park the whip to get out on them n-ggas
nowadays that back door open, tryna get out on a n-gga
it’s a hit out on a n-gga
shots go off, make you have to get out on your n-gga
you don’t want this smoke, you better sit it out on this one
i’m movin’ how i’m ‘posed to move, i’m stayin’ out the way
these n-ggas gon’ break all the rules, so i don’t wanna play
pull an unclе ice, they tryna kidnap your lil’ daughter
know how thеy got the lo’, they put a tracker on your charger
the streets gettin’ dumb, so you gotta be smarter
gotta ride behind that tint and keep them clippers like a barber

[chorus: juicy j]
what’s the problem, n-gga? what’s the problem, n-gga?
why you hatin’ if a n-gga goin’ harder than you?
what’s the problem, n-gga? what’s the problem, n-gga?
they got they eye on your food ’cause they starvin’, n-gga
what’s the problem, n-gga? what’s the problem, n-gga?
’cause we both got the same twenty-four hours, n-gga
what’s the problem, n-gga? what’s the problem, n-gga?
eat by yourself, you must wanna get devoured, n-gga
[verse 2: logic]
b-tch, i’m bringin’ the realest in
it’s some k!llin’ of record, no guinness
when i said it, i meant it
if hip-hop’s a family tree, i’m the illest descendant
familiar with the bars like a defendant, i hope you never attempt it
hattori hanzo with the mic, it’s fight or flight or push your whole set back
rap bebop, b-tch, i’m jet black
life tried to take mine young just to get back
only setback, i ain’t get a billi’ yet
f-ck a million, b-tch, i’m one of william
what you think bill short for? the four-door
logic and juicy j on this album hotter than mordor
back in the day, i rode the bus in the wayback
now i’m in the back of the maybach in a lay-flat, like, take that
bumpin’ james brown, payback
n-ggas that hate on logic deep down know that they wack
smokin’ zushi at n0bu, i always stay with a pack
my tables turn by turnin’ my tables like a-trak
i know a couple dealers got keys like a flat

[outro: logic]
sippin’ on some, sip, sip
sippin’ on some, sippin’ on -zurp
sippin’ on some, sip, sip
sip-sippin’ on some, sip, sippin’
hey, feel like my mind on the edge almost every day
came from the bottom, i done made it out to get paid
feel like my mind on the edge almost every day
i know that someone gon’ feel me today
feel like my mind on the edge almost every day
i came from nothin’, from nothin’, i’m tryna get paid
tell me what you know about havin’ a vision, but the world always wanna doubt
b-tch-made motherf-ckers only want the clout
they don’t know ’bout what it takes, they don’t know ’bout the mistakes
i do this for the greats ’til the day i see the gates
godd-mn, i’m feelin’ great, money in the safe
pull up in a wraith, oh yeah
oh yeah
oh yeah
sippin’ on some, sip, sip
sippin’ on some, sippin’ on -zurp
sippin’ on some, sip, sip
sip-sippin’ on some, sip, sippin’

- juicy j logic

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