Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems (Remix)

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

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

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

'94 and my trunk is raw
In my view mirror is the motherfucking law
I got two y'all, pull over the car or, hmm,
on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars I could fight the
So I, pull over to the side of the
I heard "Son, do you why I'm stopping you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm and my hat's real low
Or do I look like a mind reader, sir? I know
Am I under arrest or should I guess mo?
"Well you was fifty-five 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 stepping out of shit, all my papers legit
"Well do you mind if I look around the car a bit?"
my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk and the back
And I my rights so you goin' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack? You some type of lawyer or
"Somebody or something?"
Child, I passed the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9 come"
I got ninety nine problems but a ain't one, hit me

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

Now once 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 tried to ignore 'em, talk to the
Pray for 'em, cause fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a
But wouldn't a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's goin' happen is get to clapping and
He and his boys goin' be yapping to the
And there I go in the Kit Kat again
Back through the system with the riff again
Fiends on the scratching again
Paparazzi's with they cameras, snapping
D.A. tried to give a nigga again
Half a mil for bail I'm African
All because fool was harassing them
Trying to play the boy he's saccharine
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I my gun
I got ninety nine problems being a bitch 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

Ninety nine but a bitch 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

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

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