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 but a bitch ain't one, hit me
He's mike

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

If you up with holes in your zapitos
celebrate the minute you was havin' 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
don't 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 understand the that Jay-Z has
From rags to riches, nigga, we dumb
We got 99 problems but a bitch 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 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 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 what I'm stoppin you for?"

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

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

Well, my glove compartment is so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights, so, you gon' need a warrant for
Aren't you sharp as a tack, get me some of lawyer or some
important 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 K-9's
I got 99 problems but a 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 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 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 havin' 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 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 to perform
You know the type, loud as a motor
But bust a grape in a fruit fight

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

Fiends on the floor scratchin'
Paparatzi's with they cameras them
D A tried to give the the shaft again
for bail 'cause I'm African

All because this fool was them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's
But nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a bitch one

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, 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, hit me

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

(Everything you say to me)
I got 99 problems but a bitch one, hit me
(I a little room to breathe)
I got 99 and I'm about to break