Problem Child Songtext
von Dom Pachino

{Mysonne}
(DMX)
{Mysonne, Mysonne the problem child DMX Ruff Ryders}
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
{Problem Children, y′all niggaz got problems}
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
[Chorus]

{But they don't want no problems}
(Nah baby)
{But they don′t want no problems}
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they don't want no problems}
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don′t want no problems}


{But they don′t want no problems}
(Wanna flow wanna problem)
{But they don't want no problems nah nah they don′t want no problems}
(No problems I'm telling you baby)
[Mysonne]
Yo, yo I told niggaz to pack they bags or grab they guns
Before I come it′s tolate y'all had your fun
It′s all over now, I don't wanna talk to niggaz
Popping shots like corks in niggaz, sticking forks in niggaz
Cause they done, only reason y'all still breathing is cause y′all run
When we bust shots, my nigga clutch glocks
Right in front of precents fuck copsniggaz want pops then they die for them
Kiss the barrel, cry for them
Spirt leave your body touch the sky for them
Fuck voltron see what me and mines form
In the nine storm, death times gone
I′m that cat that y'all niggaz got your eyes on
Go to papi broke trying to get your pies on
The day that I′m gone I'm real fuck stardomniggaz wanna talk but they don′t want no problems
[Chorus]

[DMX]
All y'all niggaz want is your heart back dog you pussy
Acting like you really wanna bark back don′t push me
Only room enough for one dog to hold the shit down
You cowards know it now i'ma hold it down
When I'm done close it down
It′s my shit here, FUCK that nigga just s