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 gooh oh oh ohuh
Ohohohoh ya got issues
Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh ya got issues

[Verse 1]
Now don t cha feel absolutely dead with no bread
Smoke headeyes redready to fill that metal up with lead
The get cha somespit 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 daydoin nothin
Playin Playstationdeuce deuce and hide ya bluntin
Better get cha ass upget a job or do something
Close my doorI don t wanna hear that shit tonight
She rightsleep all dayrun all night
Tryin to live nice in the gangsta s paradise
Rock some icestack some chipsbounce our whips
The ghetto life might be a struggle
Life is one big puzzlewhere 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 gooh oh oh oh ya got issues
Oh oh oh oh Ohohohoh
Ya got issues ohohoh oh

[Verse 2]
You got some chicks that act brand new
Cause the got their nails donea new outfitsome ice and a hairdo
They wanna play the clubstress 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 birdI mean love then you take it home and pluck it
Write it offa business expensetax 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 ohya got issues
Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh ya got issues
Ohohohoh

[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 knowI did it when my ass was runnin blind
False advertisementyou wanna front for the chicks
Meanwhile ya seed need a pair of kicks
GucciIceberg 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 ohya got issues
Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh ya got issues
Ohohohoh
Yeah...yeah...yeah

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