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 bitch one, hit me
He's mike

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

If you grew up with holes in your
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 fast

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

I don't know you take us as
Or understand the that Jay-Z has
From to riches, nigga, we ain't dumb
We 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

And the is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In the rear mirror 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 chase with Jake
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 and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader, Sir? I know
Am I arrest or should I guess some mo?
You was doin' fifty in a fifty four

and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin' a 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 bit?

Well, my glove is locked 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 type of lawyer or some
important or somethin'?

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

Now, once upon a time, not too 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 some fools just love to perform
You the type, loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't a grape in a fruit fight

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

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

All this fool was harrasin' them
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 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 but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

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