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
He's mike

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my real low
Do I look like a mind reader, I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess mo?
You was doin' 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 papers
But do you mind if I around the car a little bit?

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

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally my shit
We'll see how you are when the K-9's come
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 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 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 girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch 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 of havin' a pussy
But a havin' no goddamn sense, try and push me

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

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

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

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

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