Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems

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

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

If you grew up with holes in your toes
You'd the minute 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 radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well I don't a shit, so
Rap try and use my black ass
So advertisers can 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

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

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

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

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

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

License and and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I a lot of you are
I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my papers
Well do you mind if I look around the car a bit?

Well my compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back
And I know my rights, so you gon' need a for that
Aren't you as a tack, you should try out
For lawyer or somethin', somebody important or

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

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

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

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

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

on the floor, scratchin' again
Paparazzis with cameras, snappin' them
D.A. try to a nigga shaft again
Half a mill' for 'cause I'm African

All because this fool was them
Tryin' to the boy like he's saccharin'
But ain't nuttin' 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 B and a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

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

girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 and a bitch ain't one, ha ha
You crazy for one Rick, it's your boy