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 that make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say 'Money, Cash, Hoes'
I'm from the hood stupid, type of facts are those?

If you grew up with holes in zapper toes
celebrate the minute you was havin' dough
I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my asshole
If you don't my lyrics, you can press fast forward

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

I don't know you take me as
Or understand the intelligence Jay-Z has
I'm from, rags to riches, niggaz I dumb
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 ain't one, hit me

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

And I ain't tryin' to see no chase with Jake
I got a few dollars, I can fight the case
So I pull over to the of the road
Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you

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

License and registration and out of the car
Are you carryin' a on you? I know a lot of you are
I ain't out of shit, all my papers legit
Well do you mind if I around the car a little bit?

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

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

99 problems but a bitch 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 problems I 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 had to strong 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 love to perform
You know the type, loud as a
But wouldn't a grape in a fruit fight

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

Fiends on the floor, again
Paparazzis they cameras, snappin' them
D.A. try to give a nigga again
a mill' for bail 'cause I'm African

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

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

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