Pregnant Boy

"Problem Child"

[Intro]
Problem
You don't really want a problem
But now you motherf**king got one
Are you looking for a problem
Problem, problem, problem, problem

[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
5 am cops at my door
Best go find out what they knocking for
This could be problem we couldn't afford
But they won't find the dope cause it's under the floor
Looking at my Rolly, it's about that time
Before I leave the crib I gotta c*ck that nine
We roll deep, need two or three sprinters
Looking like the Last Supper when we eat dinner
Paparazzi make me lose my cool
Don't try to play me cause I'm not that dude
f**k the law cause my name ain't Jude
I'ma a born leader, I don't follow the rules

[Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz]
I got a short fuse
My sticky fingers, I leave your face bruised
Who can pay when a n***a pay dues
Ain't no way, ain't no way we can lose
I'm a watermelon, chicken eating, blunt smoking, Henny drinking
Gun toting, always creeping, dice rolling, now we scheming
Might blow for any reason
Eyes low [?]
Double crossing, don't believe it
Still battling inner demons
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