Luyện nghe bài hát 99 Problems (Remix)

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

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

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

'94 and my trunk is raw
In my view mirror is the motherfucking law
I got two y'all, pull over the car or, hmm,
on the devil, put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase Jake
Plus I got a few dollars I could fight the
So I, pull over to the side of the
I heard "Son, do you know why I'm you for?"
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my real low
Or do I look like a mind reader, I don't know
Am I arrest 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 carrying a on you, I know a lot of you are"
I ain't stepping out of shit, all my legit
"Well do you mind if I around the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the and the back
And I know my rights so you goin' need a for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack? You type of lawyer or something?
"Somebody or something?"
Child, I ain't passed the bar, but I know a bit
Enough that you won't illegally my shit
"Well see how smart you are when the K-9 come"
I got nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

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

Now once a time not too long ago
A nigga like 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 just love to perform
You know the type, as a motorbike
But wouldn't a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's goin' happen is I'ma get to and
He and his boys be yapping to the captain
And I go trapped in the Kit Kat again
through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor again
Paparazzi's with they cameras, them
D.A. tried to give a nigga again
Half a mil for cause I'm African
All because fool was harassing them
Trying to play the boy he's saccharine
But ain't nothing 'bout how I hold my gun
I got ninety nine being 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 nine problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me

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

Having problems I feel bad for you son
I got ninety nine problems and a bitch one

You're crazy for this one, Rick, your boy