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

If you havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a ain't one, hit me
gotta mike

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

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

Beef with radio, if we don't they show
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 what you take us as
Or the intelligence that Jay-Z has
From to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We 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 bitch one

And the is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the 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 to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus, I got a few dollars, I can fight the
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 like a mind reader, Sir? I don't 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 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 little

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

Ha, I pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my
We'll see how smart you are the K-9's come
I got 99 problems but a 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 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 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 girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 problems but a bitch one

Now, once a time, not too long ago
A nigga like had to strong arm a hoe
is not a hoe in the sense 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 just love to perform
You the type, loud as a motor bike
But bust a grape in a fruit fight

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

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

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

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

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

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