Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems (Remix)

If you're having problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch one

I got the rap patrol on the gat
Foes want ta make sure my casket's closed
Rap that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm the hood, stupid?what type of facts are those?
If you grew up holes in your zapatos
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 beef radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits, well, I don't a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my ass
So can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers
I don't know what you me as
Or understand the intelligence Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, I ain't dumb
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch one, hit me

nine problems 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

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

Now upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like had to strong arm a ho
is not a ho in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no goddamn sense try and me
I to ignore 'em, talk to the Lord
Pray for 'em, cause some fools love to perform
You know the type, loud as a
But wouldn't bust a in a fruit fight
The only thing goin' happen is I'ma get to clapping and
He and his boys goin' be to the captain
And there I go trapped in the Kit Kat
through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratching
Paparazzi's they cameras, snapping them
D.A. tried to give a nigga shaft
Half a mil for bail I'm African
All this fool was harassing them
Trying to play the boy like he's
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 having girl I feel 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 girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a ain't one, hit me

Having problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems and a ain't one

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