Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems (Remix)

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

I got the rap on the gat patrol
Foes that want ta make sure my 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 dough
I'm like "Fuck critics" you can kiss my asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press forward?
Got beef with radio if I don't they show
They don't my hits, well, I don't give a shit, so
Rap try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more for ads, fuckers
I don't know what you me as
Or understand the intelligence that has
I'm from rags to riches, niggas I ain't
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch 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

'94 and my trunk is raw
In my rear view 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 highway chase with
Plus I got a few dollars I could 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 black and my real low
Or do I look like a mind reader, sir? I don't
Am I arrest or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doing 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 stepping 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 and the back
And I my rights so you goin' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack? You type of lawyer or something?
"Somebody or something?"
Child, I ain't passed the bar, but I know a bit
Enough you won't illegally search my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9 come"
I got ninety nine but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

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

Now once upon a not too long ago
A nigga myself had to strong arm a ho
This is not a ho in the sense of a pussy
But a having no goddamn sense try and push me
I tried to ignore 'em, talk to the
for 'em, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit
The thing that's goin' happen is I'ma get to clapping and
He and his boys goin' be yapping to the
And I go trapped in the Kit Kat again
Back through the system the riff raff again
Fiends on the scratching again
Paparazzi's with they cameras, them
D.A. tried to give a nigga 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 sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got nine problems being a bitch ain't one, hit me

Ninety nine but a bitch 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 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 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