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

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

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

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

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

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

And the is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the 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 chase with
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can fight the
So, I over to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know I'm stoppin you for?"

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

License and registration and out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I alot of you are
Well, I ain't steppin' out of shit, all my legit
But do you mind if I look around the car a little

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

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

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

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

I to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a bike
But bust 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 in the kit, kat again
Back through the system with the riff, again

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

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

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

99 problems but a bitch one
If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me

up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, up
up when I'm talking 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 little to breathe)
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me
(I need a little to breathe)
I got 99 and I'm about to break