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 make sure his casket's
Rap critics that say he's "Money Hoes"
from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those

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

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

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 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

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

Now, I tryin' to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can the case
So, I pull to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know I'm stoppin you for?"

'Cause I'm and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader, Sir? I know
Am I under arrest or 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 I know 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 glove is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights, so, you gon' need a for that
Aren't you as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or some
Somebody or somethin'?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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