Problem - Axe Murder Boyz

Do we got a problem motherfucker

AMB them ridas motherfucker

Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that motherfucker

Aye fuck the talking boy cause I ain’t for discussion

Bitch I’m going in, we all born of sin, evil never win

I just laugh and grin, once again, just is kicking in

I ain’t had a pill, not a drink, bitch I learn to cut

Trust me, I got gas, and I will blast, they ain’t want no smoke

Division all in your mission, that’s why no one listening

Cause you ain’t never been true, everything that we been through

I’m never through, fuck what the devil would do

I see a whole lot of enemies, never was frenemy

I got the remedy though, and with a blade to your throat

Sick in the soul, I just get rid of my foes

Walking alone with my boys on the phone

But I’m chilling with something up under my coat

Neighborhood bullies I hope you feel lucky

Cause it ain’t no fucking with this .44

Fuck all that back and forth, fuck is you working for

I just been grinding my stack and capital

Carry the axe and the world on my back

Its so I’m with that action though

Yo who wanna battle em now

Do we got a problem motherfucker

I said do we got a problem motherfucker

Do we got a problem motherfucker

I said do we got a problem motherfucker

Let em know, bitch you better

Bitch I’m bout a check, give me my respect

Or get that neck, open up to death

Feel the stress, now you facing death

It ain’t nothing left, take the stress

Now you facing death, bitch I don’t forget

Do we got a problem motherfucker?

If you spit that hate, I make you kick the bucket

Fuck these little bitches, know that I don’t trust em

And if you don’t believe me, I’m about to show em like

One time its a homicide, run your mouth then you gon' die

Murder clique, we multiply, you can run but you can’t hide

Like oh, know that I’ve done it before

I don’t take any bullshit no more

I will murder the block and I got it on lock

He gon die if he fucking with bone

How many times do I gotta repeat it

Until you motherfuckers believe it

I got some demons, I leave em dead and they bleeding

Smoking the life out and do drop, stop

Man you don’t know what the fuck I been through

Life too short to be fucking with you

I see you fake motherfuckers gon talk

But won’t talk anymore when you walk at the booth

Truth, you gon end up a rep

And I ain’t be talking about that she a spit

The end of your life that be coming up quick

Empty the whole fucking clip on you bitch

Do we got a problem motherfucker

I said do we got a problem motherfucker

Do we got a problem motherfucker

I said do we got a problem motherfucker

Let em know, bitch you better

Bitch I’m bout a check, give me my respect

Or get that neck, open up to death

Feel the stress, now you facing death

It ain’t nothing left, take the stress

Now you facing death, bitch I don’t forget

We been on the grind, we ain’t taking no loss

Beast inside my mind and I’m breaking you off

I been in the dark down low, it’s like I need that to grow

We been on the grind, we ain’t taking no loss

Beast inside my mind and I’m breaking you off

I been in the dark down low, it’s like I need that to grow

Do we got a problem motherfucker, motherfucker

Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that motherfucker

Let em know, do we got a problem motherfucker

Aye let em know, bitch you better

Bitch I’m bout a check, give me my respect

Or get that neck, open up to death

Feel the stress, now you facing death

It ain’t nothing left, take the stress

Now you facing death, bitch I don’t forget

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