The Problem (Lawwwddd) lyrics

[Hook: Pharrell]
The moment when you see that n*gga face again
Replay it in your mind then your breathing change
He’s reaching in his jacket, he gon make it rain
The bystanders screaming lawwwdd
The DJ screaming lawwwdd
The AK screaming lawwwdd
Bless that n*gga’s mama’s heart
Her baby stretched out on the boulevard

[Verse 1: N.O.R.E.]
n*ggas tryin' to sh*t on me and make history
Supposedly I help chicks, help them with groceries
Supposedly I still break, gripping my rosary
Still shoot ya block up to make you notice me
(Lawwwdd) Bullets flyin in the air much
f*cking heard the guy hurt, I don’t even care much
(Lawwwdd) And I’m still smoking bogomill
Still have the street meeting, stop one broker deals
You my n*gga n*gga f*ck how n*gga Oprah feels
Papi, I pop guns, they don’t pop me
Known for shooting n*ggas, but nah, they never shot me
Hang hang good belt gang, don’t make us pop three

[Hook: Pharrell]
[Verse 2: N.O.R.E.]
Yeah, I hear you talking what year, n*gga whatever n*gga
You did time, me too n*gga, whatever n*gga
pus*y plus di*k could only equal to f*ck
NORE + Pharrell could only equal to what what what what
From blood money to love money to thug money
Nino what up? f*cking the oldest G’s money
I’ve shot n*ggas in they motherf*cking peep holes
Winter time, shot n*ggas in they ski clothes
(Lawwwdd) still I stay focused still
Catch cases, got cases is open still
(Lawwwdd) slime father, slime out
Good belt gang hang hang, n*gga ride out

[Hook: Pharrell]

[Verse 3: N.O.R.E.]
Neptune, c*cker spaniel, underground, Ralph McDaniels
My di*k, two can handle two chicks, tu c*mpleanos
Italian sh*t, The Soprano, I attack like I'm Rambo
I attack, I attack, counteract, cardiac
Shootin at yo Pontiac, wherever where your army at
(Lawwwdd) Moscato with the peach mix
(Lawwwdd) I'm just rollin with some freak chicks
(Lawwwdd) here the drinks come spiked, prefixed
[Hook: Pharrell]