Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems

If you havin' problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a ain't one

I got the Rap on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's
Rap critics that say he's 'Money, Cash,
I'm from the hood stupid, type of facts are those?

If you grew up holes in your zapper toes
You'd celebrate the you was havin' dough
I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my asshole
If you like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Got beef with radio if I play they show
They don't play my hits, well I give a shit, so
Rap try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads,

I know what you take me as
Or the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from, rags to riches, niggaz I dumb
I got 99 problems, but a ain't one, hit me

99 but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a ain't one, hit me

The year is ninety-four, in my is raw
In my rear view is the motherfuckin' law
Got two choices y'all, pull the car or
Bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the

And I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with
Plus I got a few dollars, I can fight the
So I over to the side of the road
Son do you know why I'm you for?

'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's low
Or do I look like a mind sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess mo'?
Well you was doin fifty-five in the

and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I a lot of you are
I steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?

Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a warrant for
you sharp as a tack, you should try out
For or somethin', somebody important or somethin'

I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't search my shit
Well we'll see how smart you are when the comes
I got 99 problems, but a bitch one, hit me

99 but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' girl I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a ain't one, hit me

Now once upon a time, not too ago
A nigga myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no sense, try an' push me

I try to him, talk to the Lord
Pray for him, but some fools just love to
You the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a in a fruit fight

And only that's gon' happen is I'ma get to clappin' and
He and his boys gon' be to the Captain
And there I go, in the Kit-Kat again
Back through the system the riff-raff again

Fiends on the floor, scratchin'
Paparazzis with they cameras, them
D.A. try to give a shaft again
Half a for bail 'cause I'm African

All this fool was harassin' them
Tryin' to play the boy he's saccharin'
But ain't nuttin' sweet how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems B and a ain't one, hit me

99 but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems I bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a bitch one, hit me

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' girl I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems, but a ain't one, hit me

Havin' girl problems I bad for you son
I got 99 problems and a bitch one, ha ha
You crazy for this one Rick, it's boy