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

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

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

If you grew up with in your zapitos
You'd celebrate the you was havin' doe
So, fuck critics, you can kiss our whole
If you like my lyrics, you can press fast forward

Beef with radio, if we don't play show
They don't out hits, we don't give a shit, so
All these 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 Jay-Z has
rags to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We 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 problems but a ain't one

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

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

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

License and and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a weapon on you? I 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 compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I my rights, so, you gon' need a warrant for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or
Somebody or somethin'?

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I know a bit
Enough that you 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 but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' 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 but a bitch 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 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 but a bitch ain't one

Now, once a time, not too long 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 goddamn sense, try and me

I tried to him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some fools just love to
You know the type, loud as a motor
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit

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

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

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

99 problems but a ain't one
If you havin' girl problems, I 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, hit me

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

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