Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems (Remix)

If you're having girl problems I bad for you son
I got ninety problems but a bitch ain't one

I got the rap on the gat patrol
Foes that ta make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
I'm from the hood, stupid?what type of facts are
If you up with holes in your zapatos
celebrate the minute you was having dough
I'm like "Fuck critics" you can kiss my asshole
If you like my lyrics, you can press fast forward?
Got beef with radio if I play they show
They don't play my hits, well, I don't a shit, so
Rap try and use my black ass
So can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers
I don't know you take me as
Or understand the intelligence Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to riches, I ain't dumb
I got ninety nine but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Ninety nine but a bitch ain't one
If you having problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a ain't one, hit me

Year's '94 and my is raw
In my rear view mirror is the law
I got two y'all, pull over the car or, hmm,
on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
Now I trying to see no highway chase with Jake
Plus I got a few dollars I could fight the
So I, over to the side of the road
I "Son, do you know why I'm stopping you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's low
Or do I look like a mind reader, sir? I know
Am I under or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doing in the fifty-four", uh huh
"License and registration and out of the car
"Are you a weapon on you, I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit, all my papers
"Well do you mind if I look around the car a bit?"
my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you goin' a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a You some type of lawyer or something?
"Somebody or something?"
Child, I ain't the bar, but I know a little bit
Enough that you illegally search my shit
"Well we'll see how you are when the K-9 come"
I got nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Ninety nine problems but a bitch one
If you having girl problems I bad for you son
I got ninety problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Ninety problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I bad for you son
I got ninety problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

Now once a time not too long ago
A like myself had to strong arm a ho
is not a ho in the sense of having a pussy
But a pussy having no sense try and push me
I tried to ignore 'em, to the Lord
Pray for 'em, cause some fools just love to
You know the type, as a motorbike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fight
The only thing that's goin' happen is get to clapping and
He and his boys goin' be to the captain
And I go trapped in the Kit Kat again
through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratching
with they cameras, snapping them
D.A. to give a nigga shaft again
a mil for bail cause I'm African
All this fool was harassing them
Trying to the boy like he's saccharine
But ain't sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got ninety nine problems a bitch ain't one, hit me

nine problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems but a ain't one, hit me

nine problems but a bitch ain't one
If you having girl problems I bad for you son
I got ninety problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems and a ain't one

You're for this one, Rick, it's your boy