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

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

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

I don't 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 problems but a ain't one

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

Now, I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with
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 what I'm 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 under arrest or I guess some mo?
You was doin' fifty five in a four

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

Well, my glove 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 type of lawyer or some
important or somethin'?

Ha, I ain't the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't search my shit
We'll see how smart you are when the come
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

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 bitch one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
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

Now, once a time, not too long ago
A like myself had to strong 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 to ignore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some fools just love to
You know the type, as a motor bike
But bust a grape in a fruit fight

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

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

All because this fool was them
Tryin' to the boy like he's saccarin
But ain't nothin' 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, a bitch 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 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 but a bitch ain't one, hit me

up when I'm talking to you
Shut up, shut up, up
Shut up I'm talking to you
Shut up, 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 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 ain't one, hit me
(I need a room to breathe)
I got 99 problems and I'm to break