Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems (Remix)

If you're having girl I feel bad for you son
I got nine problems but a bitch ain't one

I got the rap on the gat patrol
Foes that want ta make sure my closed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Hoes"
I'm from the hood, stupid?what type of are those?
If you grew up with holes in your
You'd celebrate the minute you was having
I'm like "Fuck critics" you can kiss my whole
If you like my lyrics, you can press fast forward?
Got with radio if I don't play they show
They play my hits, well, I don't give a shit, so
Rap try and use my black ass
So advertisers can 'em more cash for ads, fuckers
I don't know you take me as
Or understand the that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, I ain't dumb
I got ninety nine problems but a ain't one, hit me

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

'94 and my trunk is raw
In my rear mirror is the motherfucking law
I got two y'all, pull over the car or, hmm,
Bounce on the devil, put the to the floor
Now I ain't trying to see no chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars I could the case
So I, over to the side of the road
I heard "Son, do you why I'm stopping you for?"
Cause I'm and I'm black and my hat's real low
Or do I like a mind reader, sir? I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess mo?
"Well you was doing in the fifty-four", uh huh
"License and and step out of the car
"Are you carrying a weapon on you, I a lot of you are"
I ain't out of shit, all my papers legit
"Well do you mind if I look the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the and the back
And I know my rights so you goin' need a for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack? You some of lawyer or something?
"Somebody or something?"
Child, I passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough you won't illegally search my shit
"Well we'll see how smart you are the K-9 come"
I got nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Ninety nine but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a ain't one, hit me

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

Now once upon a not too long ago
A like myself had to strong arm a ho
This is not a ho in the sense of having a
But a pussy having no sense try and push me
I to ignore 'em, talk to the Lord
Pray for 'em, cause some just love to perform
You the type, loud as a motorbike
But wouldn't a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's goin' happen is I'ma get to and
He and his boys goin' be to the captain
And there I go trapped in the Kit Kat
Back through the system with the riff raff
on the floor scratching again
Paparazzi's with cameras, snapping them
D.A. to give a nigga shaft again
Half a mil for bail I'm African
All because this was harassing them
to play the boy like he's saccharine
But ain't nothing 'bout how I hold my gun
I got ninety nine problems being a bitch one, hit me

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

Ninety nine problems but a ain't one
If you having problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch one, hit me

Having girl problems I bad for you son
I got ninety problems and a bitch ain't one

You're crazy for one, Rick, it's your boy