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Trouble is an American doom metal band noted as one of the pioneers of their genre, alongside bands such as Candlemass and Saint Vitus. The band created a distinct style taking influences of the British heavy metal bands Black Sabbath and Judas Priest, and psychedelic rock of the 1970s. A critically acclaimed group, their first two albums, Psalm 9 and The Skull are cited as landmarks of doom metal, and their early 1990s releases on Def American would take a more stoner metal oriented direction. To date, Trouble has released six studio albums. Although the band never officially broke up, Trouble was plagued by extended inactivity after their original singer Eric Wagner left in 1997. He eventually rejoined in 2000 before leaving again eight years later. more »

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I brought the beans, yeah, all the broads was ready
I brought my team, yeah, all my dawgs was ready
(Nigga go to yo' own mother fucking section, nigga 
We don't care nun 'bout no nun that's why we having this shit nigga
We'll get it back in the monin')
(4Bombs baby)

25 thousand spent when I left out Saks (ooh)
25 thousand same spent on my snacks (ooh)
Niggas stop wildin', I'ma get shit back (ooh)
He lookin' like wow, you ain't been to my trap (ooh)
I brought my team, yeah, all my dawgs ready
I bought the beans, yeah, all the broads was ready
You got no green, yeah, all of y'all forget it
We 'bout the G, yeah-yeah

'Bout that motherfucking cash, streets know Big Trouble a dawg
Man, this lil' bitch a dog, who the f*ck beat up your walls?
20k in the mall, ain't gotta be there, make the call
My heart already cold, Moncler my shorts in the fall
I popped the seams, yeah-yeah
80 thousand bussin' out my jeans, yeah-yeah 
Milly rockin' poppin' all my beans, yeah-yeah 
Same bitch you was just in my dreams, yeah-yeah 
I was just sleepin on pallets, give no fucks about your lil' Patek
My bitch was in Dallas no Mavericks
Shot that shit up, I got at it
Knew the lil' boy didn't want static, now your big homie cooked on a platter
Spend that shit like it don't even matter, drop a bag

25 thousand spent when I left out Saks (ooh)
25 thousand same spent on my snacks (ooh)
Niggas stop wildin', I'ma get shit back (ooh)
He lookin' like wow, you ain't been to my trap (ooh)
I brought my team, yeah, all my dawgs ready
I bought the beans, yeah, all the broads was ready
You got no green, yeah, all of y'all forget it
We 'bout the G, yeah-yeah

Baguettes they sit on me it make me chill, like ooh (chill)
Know how I feel, like ooh-ooh (feel)
I can stand on a mill, like ooh (mill)
In love with the strips, they blue (strips)
Came from the fishscale (fishscale)
Now I'm a big playa (playa)
We sneakin' it in, call it Squeezebelle (squeeze)
Once we get in, we call it a easy lay-up (lay-up)
Drip like me after you seen the moves (drip like me)
Can't pop it like me, I done peeped your moves (pop like me)
Heard you the head man but don't feed ya crew (feed your team)
Everybody stand with you until you lose (oh damn)

I brought my team, yeah, all my dawgs ready
I bought the beans, yeah, all the broads was ready
You got no green, yeah, all of y'all forget it
We 'bout the G, yeah-yeah
I brought my team, yeah, all my dawgs ready
I bought the beans, yeah, all the broads was ready
You got no green, yeah, all of y'all forget it
We 'bout the G, yeah-yeah

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