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 bitch one, hit me
gotta mike

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

If you grew up with in your zapitos
You'd celebrate the you was havin' doe
So, fuck critics, you can our whole asshole
If you like my lyrics, you can press fast 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 cash for ads,

I don't know what you us as
Or the intelligence that Jay-Z 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 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 view 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 tryin' to see no highway chase 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 know I'm stoppin you for?"

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

and registration 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 legit
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' a warrant for that
you sharp as a tack, get me some type of lawyer or some
Somebody or somethin'?

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

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

I tried to ignore him and to the Lord
Pray for him 'cause some fools just to perform
You the type, loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit

The only 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
through the system with the riff, raff again

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

All because this was harrasin' them
Tryin' to play the boy like saccarin
But ain't nothin' 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems, being a ain't one

99 problems but a bitch 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 bitch one
If you girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
I got 99 but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

(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 ain't one, hit me

(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 and I'm about to break