Problems
Dr. Dre feat. Stat Quo Lyrics

Where you from? I'm from the A hoe
Asking about your origin, I represent Atlanta

Said I'm out, been bucking on bustas and gettin that pay hoe
I've been handling business and making money while dealing with adversaries

Our minds is paid for, hit the blocks like Lego
Our mentalities are set on success as we navigate through the streets

Keep their hands on the special, cause they'll show you what tecs do
Always be prepared for danger, as people will demonstrate their use of firearms

Them boys is drama driven, raised by the system
Those individuals are inclined towards conflict, a product of their upbringing

Listen, they bust to survive
Understand that they resort to violence in order to stay alive

Your squad be bustin for recognition
Your crew engages in violence to gain respect and acknowledgment

Frontin and ass kissin, industry pussy nigga
Acting fake and trying to please higher-ups in the music industry

They gankin your batter before it get to the cookie nigga
They steal your profits before you even see them, greedy individuals

Them killas live round here, don't bring your ass down here
Dangerous individuals reside in this area, so be cautious if you come here

Niggaz have a tendency to act up and clown here
People tend to misbehave and cause trouble in this neighborhood

Tote thangs, no thang, good there ain't no game down here
Carrying weapons is common, and there's no room for playfulness in this environment

Bright white to brown in grand money exchange here
Money changes hands quickly, regardless of the source or legality

You already know what it is playa, a PD can't save ya
You're aware of the situation, and even the cops can't protect you

Your time's up, flat line, shorty see ya later
Your time is running out, it's the end for you, see you in the afterlife

No amount of favors, no amount of paper
No level of assistance or money can save you from a hater's ultimate fate

Can't stop the inevitable death of a hater
Nothing can prevent the fate of someone who harbors hatred and seeks conflict

And you don't want problems, bitch nigga believe it
You really don't want to engage in conflict, believe me

Their hand is on the trigger and they ready to squeeze it
They are prepared to pull the trigger at any moment

So save all that drama, them boys tote armor
Avoid unnecessary conflict, as those individuals are armed

I'll have you laying dead right in front of yo mama
I will make sure you meet your end in the presence of your mother

News is real folk
The news is accurate and reflects the harsh reality

You don't want to make it on there
You don't want to become a headline for the wrong reasons

It's dangerous niggaz wan't warfare playa
There are individuals seeking conflict and violence

Ain't no 'oops' 'I'm sorry' or 'my bad' shit
There's no room for mistakes or apologies in this environment

Skulls split wide open for some dumbass shit
Violent repercussions for foolish behavior

Young wipper snapper flappin his lip
Youngster talking recklessly

Part of the game is this
This type of behavior is common in this lifestyle

They marksmen homes, they don't miss
They are accurate and precise in their attacks

Cops come, they don't snitch
Even when the police arrive, no one talks

No witnesses at the crime scene
There are no individuals willing to testify or provide evidence

Just your body leaking at Yao Ming
You'll be left bleeding profusely with no help in sight

When the lights go off pimp, the sharks come out
When things get dangerous, the predators emerge

Thangs bang out, bust till ya brains hang out
Violence erupts, resulting in fatal consequences

Come to your house, sitting on your porch where ya live
They will come to your residence and wait for your return

Waiting till ya come back to the crib
Patiently anticipating your arrival home

I'm trying to tell ya how
I'm giving you a warning and explanation

This ain't bout no rap song, it's real life
This isn't just music, it reflects the harsh realities of life

Can't nobody tell ya what gettin killed, feel like
No one can truly convey the experience of facing death

The trill is trill, the fake is fake
The reality is harsh, and the false personas are evident

And they don't make bulletproof vests for ya face, YEAH!
There's no protection for your head in a dangerous situation