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Meek Mill
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Issues (Letra)

Meek Mill

Lord, forgive me for my sins, used to pray to get a brick
Nigga icy like it’s hockey, and I’m playin’ with them sticks
He don’t like me, but he gotta respect the fact we gettin’ rich

Nigga threw a shot and missed me, threw ‘em back and he got hit
Brrrt, brrrt
Went from public housing to a glass house (glass house)
Fuckin’ famous bitches in my trap house
My main bitch fight my side bitch, Kash Doll
The only way to keep them quiet when I cash out (woo!)
What you doin’? Gettin’ paid, young nigga
How you in the mob? ‘Cause I’m made, young nigga
Say you need a job, come my way, young nigga
And if I point ‘em out, better spray them niggas, bop!
I’m a bad influence (bad influence, ho)
Talkin’ money and I speak it fluent (speak it fluent, ho)
Paid a couple mil’ to wear Puma (wear Puma)
I thank God for all this sauce, hallelujah (amen, amen, amen, woo)
Yeah I knew it, hatin’ on me, yeah I knew it (yeah I knew it)
Come down to that check, I’m like Nike, I just do it (I just do it)
Boy I must be poppin’, they keep poppin’ up with rumors (poppin’)
Where and who I’m poppin’, what I’m coppin’, who I’m screwin’ (who I’m screwin’)
What you doin’? Wait a minute, gettin’ paid (gettin’ paid)
She said, “Meek you know my boyfriend and what’s his name” (what’s his name)
Yeah I know him, mhmm, he a lame (he a lame)
Don’t you ever bring that fuckboy up again

Poppin’ all this shit, need some tissue
I can’t trust a bitch ‘cause I got issues
Young rich nigga so official
Next up, disrespectful, might offend you (woah)
Bunch of bad broads on the menu
Bunch of foreign cars when we bend through
Next up, disrespectful, might offend you
When it’s time for war we send the missiles (woah)

Hangin’ by the rope like some dope (like some dope)
Pretty hoe, deep throat ‘til she choke (ooh)
Pussy good, super wet, need a boat (need a boat)
Niggas tryna run my way, let ‘em float (let ‘em die)
Put my young bull on the chain ‘cause I miss Snupe (miss Snupe)
Fuck a bad broad, make her kiss Snupe (kiss Snupe)
I can’t ever tell a bitch, “I miss you” (miss you)
Better not tell nobody if I kiss you (bitch, you)
Kiss and tell, fuck you good, hit you well (hit you well)
I just made like 20 M’s, they say it’s an L (what?)
Niggas prayin’ that I fall and I wish ‘em well
Bitch you crazy, I’m too wavy, I’m like Biggavel’

Hit ‘em with finesse, kill ‘em with success
Nigga lookin’ broke, give them niggas stress (broke)
Don’t do some shit you know that you gon’ regret
Reachin’ for my neck, that’ll get you stretched (brrrt, brrrt)

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Yeah…yeah…yeah

[Hook]
Now if ya tied of bein’ poor (Yeah)
Everytime you walkin’ out cha’ door (Yeah)
Or you got no place to live (Yeah)
Cause ya moms done bounced you out the crib (Yeah)
How it go, oh oh oh oh, uh
Oh, oh, oh, oh ya got issues
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh ya got issues

[Verse 1]
Now don’t cha’ feel absolutely dead with no bread
Smoke head, eyes red, ready to fill that metal up with lead
The get cha’ some, spit cha’ dum dums and flip yums
Stuck in the slums cause all ya pockets got is bread crumbs
That’s when ya moms stops frontin’
You ain’t gon’ lay around my house all day, doin’ nothin’
Playin’ Playstation, deuce deuce and hide ya bluntin’
Better get cha’ ass up, get a job or do something
Close my door, I don’t wanna hear that shit tonight
She right, sleep all day, run all night
Tryin’ to live nice in the gangsta’s paradise
Rock some ice, stack some chips, bounce our whips
The ghetto life might be a struggle
Life is one big puzzle, where Rotteweiler grill cats get muzzled
I know it be hard to do ya thing
When you livin’ like a peasant but you feelin’ like a king

[Hook]
Ain’t that the girl ya really love (Yeah)
But she play you like a scrub (Yeah)
She doin’ mad shit to make ya bug (Yeah)
Every week she’s in the club (Yeah)
How it go, oh oh oh oh ya got issues
Oh oh oh oh Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ya got issues oh, oh, oh oh

[Verse 2]
You got some chicks that act brand new
Cause the got their nails done, a new outfit, some ice and a hairdo
They wanna play the club, stress a dude with the hottest car
That got Mo and Cristal lined up at the bar
Whether they entertainer or ghetto superstar
Not all chicks are like that but you know who you are
Actin’ like Frank BaDoob be pimpin’ you
She trickin’ fuck it
She wanna glass of champagne out the bucket
Here bird, I mean love then you take it home and pluck it
Write it off, a business expense, tax deducted
Now you gased up like bean soup
Think you in the loop but you back in the chicken coup
In the biz I got trickin’ recruit
Last time you seen him when he dropped you on ya stoop
The man don’t want chu’ and the next man dissed you
Seems you got caught up in them everyday issues

[Hook]
If ya man is actin’ foul (Yeah)
On them streets and runnin’ wild (Yeah)
And he thinks he’s a playa till the end (Yeah)
Even fucked some of ya friends (Yeah)
How it go oh oh oh oh, ya got issues
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh ya got issues
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 3]
And now ya got ballers then ya got ballin’ pretenders
Who’s honeys kind of thunder but they like to hold within
Frontin’ pullin’ jiu knots outta places
Hand full of aces outlined with big faces
Spend ya last dime for a nice piece of shine
I know, I did it when my ass was runnin’ blind
False advertisement, you wanna front for the chicks
Meanwhile ya seed need a pair of kicks
Gucci, Iceberg downed life is great B
Cause I got shoes from Crocodile Dundee
Ya flossin’ poppin’ bottles like ya hit the lotto
Got chu’ poppa livin’ like you Ricky Ricardo
Got a lot of friends when ya got a lot of ends
A lot of friends pretend when they know ya trickin’ ends
Ya girl tried to tell that these dudes be usin’ you
But these be the issues that we all go through

[Hook]
Oh oh oh oh, ya got issues
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh ya got issues
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah…yeah…yeah

Issues (Letra)

Julia Michaels

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I’m jealous, I’m over zealous
When I’m down, I get real down
When I’m high, I don’t come down
I get angry, baby, believe me
I could love you just like that
I could leave you just as fast

But you don’t judge me
‘Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too
No, you don’t judge me
‘Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too

‘Cause I got issues
But you got ‘em too
So give ‘em all to me
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
Of all our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
That takes us over

Yeah, I got issues
And one of them is how bad I need you

You do shit on purpose
You get mad and you break things
Feel bad, try to fix things
But you’re perfect
Poorly wired circuit
And got hands like an ocean
Push you out, pull you back in

‘Cause you don’t judge me
‘Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too
No, you don’t judge me
‘Cause you see from the same point of view

‘Cause I got issues
But you got ‘em too
So give ‘em all to me
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
Of all our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
That takes us over

Yeah, I got issues
And one of them is how bad I need you

(I got issues, you got ‘em too)
And one of them is how bad I need you
(I got issues, you got ‘em too)

‘Cause I got issues
(I got)
But you got ‘em too
So give ‘em all to me
(You got ‘em too)
And I’ll give mine to you
Bask in the glory
(I got issues)
Of all our problems
‘Cause we got the kind of love
(You got ‘em too)
That takes us over

Yeah, I got issues (I got)
And one of them is how bad I need you (you got ‘em too)
Yeah, I got issues (I got issues)
And one of them is how bad I need you (you got ‘em too)
Yeah, I got issues (I got)
And one of them is how bad I need you

Issues (Letra)

Grand Puba

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Meech
Bow Wow
Yeah
Dogg House
Oh serious
I heard that
So I didn’t know about all that
Yeah
Keep my industry as much as possible
Snoop Dogg
Found out, found out
On all ya’ll niggas
Check me out homie

Everywhere I go
I got niggas and bitches on my dick trying to take my shit
Now, I don’t really know
But I try to keep my head to the skitta
Slice my piece of hitta
Whatcha hating for?
You better get up, get out and get your own, Nigga
Pick up the phone and holla at your folks
Young locs in the hood, mashing Dogg House
Fuck them other fools
D-O-double G
Kick back, blaze the sack
I catch a muthafucking big, Mack Attack
We blazing up the dogg
It’ll hurt you
Nothing but purple in my circle
To the day we die
We don’t get money, bitches and high
Dogg House Gangsta Crip
Right back in your muthafucking ass for the R-2-G, bitch
What ya’ll wanna do?
Seems like niggas wanna talk all night
What we gonna do?
We ain’t gonna say nothing more, we gonna get with ya’ll, on side
That’s how suppose to see
So all that straggling in the gate trying to get close to me
Ya’ll niggas need to stop
Trying to flip the hip hop scrip
I snap and crackling POP
Tell your friends and folks
It’s a whole new year and situation and I’m still hating hoes
Will it ever stop?
Look I really don’t know but on the up I doubt that, loc
Now what about your hood?
Man, I’m doing mine they’re doing there’s
So I guess It’s all good
And, what about your crew?
Shit, my crew it’s +Tha Eastsidaz+
Fool, I thought u knew
Dogg Pound ain’t the same?
Yeah, them niggas split up and did they own thang and went made their own gang
Money is thicker than water?
That’s fuck up but on the real that’s how it is cuz, damn
The world just ain’t the same?
And come to find out this niggas crossing out my muthafucking name
So what am I to do?
I put it on mind continue to shine
Everything fine
In G-O-D we trust
That’s why ya’ll suckers can’t "Touch us, Touch us"
Meech u made the beat
And you know when we get together
Shit, we like bread and meat
We coming with the heat
Close your mouth cause Dogg House is definitely turning it out
And what about the cop?
I pay them and the ones I didn’t I slaved them, haha
Will it ever stop?
It’s like asking "Who is it" before a nigga even knock
The game is here to stay?
And I’m here to change the rules cause I’m a player that loves to play
Did you thank the lord today?
Think I did and on that note young loc, I’m getting dose
Why you tell the truth?
Cause I’m hundred twenty proof from the turf to the roof
Bigg Snoop

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