Gucci Mane - Problem lyrics

(Intro: Dj Love Dinero) Don't be the next victim n***a You come to us, come correct You don't want no problems We fix n***as on this side Check the residence n***a UHH HUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! (Hook) Problem It's a problem It's a problem What you looking at me for? It's a problem? Problem It's a problem It's a problem Ain't no problem too big My n***a I can solve 'em 2X Problem I'm a problem f**ing problem 3X Bricksquad is an army Bricksquad is a problem (Verse 1: Gucci Mane) Burning up Burning rubbers In my 'rrari burning bubba kush I'm constantly buying rubbers You ain't burning me go take a ditch! I'm Gucci b**h! Gucci b**h! I'm not talking pocket books Got stocks and bonds commodities Property Ownership This is a pirate ship And I'm a f**ing pirate I might just make you walk the plank Go in yo pocket (p**y!!!) I got a feet fetish I love them red bottoms I love designer gla**es I got them heavy pockets Is it me or is it getting chilly Rather quickly My n***a take a twenty Tell 'em chill with me Then f** with me So if you wanna see me Then go turn on your TV Ain't nothing between us But air and opportunity (Hook) (Verse 2: Wooh da Kid) Got bodies on drop When them young boys scream "Rock and Roll" Red Dot'll make him stop, Green light him Everybody let's go! P-R-O-B- L-E-M Is what they charged him Look at my chain But I'm just like "Homie robbed him" n***as ain't 'bout sh** You ask me I bet that I could hit the girl better My strap my b**h Cause I know She's a real go-getter! Squeeze first Then ask "Did the body drop?" Loud noise to the face It sound just like a shotty popped Load buck round shotty So please don't get shot son! Them young boys running My aim on and I got one Ain't no shells left behind I revolved them! Ain't no shells left behind I just solved him! (Hook) (Outro: Dj Love Dinero) Free Gucc Free Juiceman YG Hootie Ice B Big Smurf My n***a Jazz Kenny B The Dirt Gang Slim Dunkin What up