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 problems but a bitch one, hit me
He's gotta

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

If you grew up with in your zapitos
You'd the minute you was havin' doe
So, critics, you can kiss our whole asshole
If you don't my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Beef with radio, if we don't 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 more cash for ads,

I don't know you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that has
rags to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We 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 but a bitch ain't one

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

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

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

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

Well, my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the
And I know my rights, so, you gon' a warrant for that
you sharp as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or some
Somebody important or

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I know a bit
that you won't illegally search my shit
We'll see how smart you are when the K-9's
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

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

I tried to ignore him and talk to the
Pray for him 'cause some fools just love to
You know the type, loud as a bike
But bust a grape in a fruit fight

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

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

All because this fool was harrasin'
Tryin' to play the boy he's saccarin
But nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch one

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

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

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