Luyện nghe bài hát Points Of Authority / 99 Problems / One Step Closer

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

He's got the rap patrol on the gat
Foes wanna make sure his casket's closed
Rap that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
He's from the hood stupid, what type of facts are

If you grew up holes in your zapitos
You'd celebrate the minute you was doe
So, fuck critics, you can kiss our whole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press forward

Beef radio, if we don't play they show
They don't play out hits, we give a shit, so
All these try and use our ass
So, advertisers can 'em more cash for ads, fuckers

I know what you take us as
Or the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From rags to riches, nigga, we dumb
We got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

99 but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one

And the year is '94 and in my is raw
In the view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices ya'll, pull the car or
on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor

Now, I ain't tryin' to see no highway with Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can the case
So, I pull over to the of the road
I heard, "Son, do you what I'm stoppin you for?"

'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my real low
Do I look like a reader, Sir? I don't know
Am I arrest or should I guess some mo?
You was fifty five in a fifty four

License and and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on I know alot of you are
Well, I steppin' out of shit, all my papers legit
But do you mind if I around the car a little bit?

Well, my glove is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights, so, you need a warrant for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack, get me type of lawyer or some
Somebody or somethin'?

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my
We'll see how smart you are when the come
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

99 problems but a ain't one
If you girl problems, 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

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

99 but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch one

Now, once upon a time, not too ago
A nigga like myself had to arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no sense, try and push me

I tried to ignore him and talk to the
Pray for him some fools just love to perform
You know the type, as a motor bike
But wouldn't a grape in a fruit fight

The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to
He and his gon' be yappin' to the captain
And there I go traped in the kit, kat
Back through the system the riff, raff again

Fiends on the floor scratchin'
Paparatzi's with they cameras them
D A to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for 'cause I'm African

All because this was harrasin' them
Tryin' to play the boy he's saccarin
But nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, a bitch ain't one

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

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

Shut up when I'm to you
up, shut up, shut up
Shut up when I'm to you
Shut up, shut up, up, shut up
I'm about to

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me
(I need a room to breathe)
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me
(I need a little to breathe)
I got 99 and I'm about to break