Letras:
Ain T That Asking For Trouble

about like him I said, "Jim, this ain't our kind of bar Let's just go on out and get back in the car 'Cause there's gonna be trouble, ain't no sense

Trouble with a capital T "Tie him down", they said but tired ain't for me Let this one fly I wonder what they'll make of me When I'm good and gone in

time to play Ain't got no money ain't got no time you've got your problems and I've got mine But when I'm with you that's when they'll see we get together

one hit of a pipe I write records to rhyme before the rest of the night I said, "R, I don't do drugs, or drugs are whack" And ain't that base drug like

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings Words of wisdom But the battle ain't over till the black man sings Words of wisdom Nightmare, that

your do' 'Cause *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay These *** die out here for snitching They die for snitching, okay Nobody seen nothing, heard nothing, they ain't

you don't got the guts to be where you wanna be Fabolous, he doesn't have that problem He always tells the truth That's what it's all about? That's what

ain?t fat, don?t watch that Titties ain?t all that, don?t watch that Matter of fact, you should be happy with that 'Cos if it wasn?t for her, then you

her flight that evening She never left, she wasn?t at the fight u speakin' That?s Vegas this is New York you bugin' I held up my hand for dat, but he