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 problems but a ain't one, hit me
gotta mike

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

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

Beef radio, if we don't play they show
don't play out hits, we don't give a shit, so
All these try and use our ass
So, can give 'em more cash 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 bitch one
If you havin' girl problems, I bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one

And the year is '94 and in my is raw
In the view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices ya'll, pull 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 to the side of the road
I heard, "Son, do you know what I'm you for?"

'Cause I'm young and I'm and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader, Sir? I don't
Am I under or should I guess some mo?
You was doin' fifty five in a fifty

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

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

Ha, I ain't pass the bar but I know a bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my
We'll see how you are when the K-9's come
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 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 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 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 like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a
But a pussy havin' no 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 bust a grape in a fruit fight

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

Fiends on the floor scratchin'
with they 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 harrasin'
Tryin' to the boy like he's saccarin
But nothin' sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a ain't one

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 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, up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to

(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 but a bitch one, hit me

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