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
He's gotta

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

If you grew up with holes in zapitos
celebrate the minute you was havin' doe
So, fuck critics, you can kiss our asshole
If you don't like my lyrics, you can press forward

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

I don't know you take us as
Or understand the intelligence that has
From rags to riches, nigga, we ain't
We 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

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, pull 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 over to the 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 arrest or should I some mo?
You was doin' five in a fifty four

License and and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a on you? I know alot of you are
Well, I steppin' out of shit, all my papers 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 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 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 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 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 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 havin' problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one

Now, once upon a time, not too ago
A nigga like myself had to arm a hoe
is not a hoe in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no sense, try and push me

I tried to ignore him and talk to the
Pray for him 'cause some just love to perform
You know the type, loud as a bike
But wouldn't bust a in a fruit fight

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

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

All because fool was harrasin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like he's
But ain't sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a 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 bitch 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
Shut up I'm talking to you
up, shut 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 need a 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 need a room to breathe)
I got 99 problems and I'm about to