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| Jay-z - 99 problems |
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If your havin girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one
[Verse One]
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casketīs closed
Rap critics that say heīs "Money Cash Hoes"
Iīm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
Youīd celebrate the minute you was havin doe
Iīm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
If you donīt like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if I donīt play they show
They donīt play my hits well I donīt give a shit SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I donīt know what you take me as
or understand the intellegence that Jay-Z has
Iīm from rags to ritches niggas I ainīt dumb
I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one
Hit me
[Chorus]
99 Problems but a bitch ainīt one
If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one
Hit me
[Verse Two]
The year is ī94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now I ainīt tryin to see no highway chase with jake
Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case
So i...pull over to the side of the road
And I heard "Son do you know why iīm stoppin you for?"
Cause iīm young and iīm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I donīt know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo?
"Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Liscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you I know alot of you are"
I ainīt steppin out of shit all my papers legit
"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk and the back
And I know my rights so you gonī need a warrent for that
"Arenīt you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah I ainīt pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you wonīt illegally search my shit
"Well weīll see how smart you are when the K-9īs come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ainīt one
Hit me
[Chorus X2]
[Verse Three]
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy
But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldnīt bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing thatīs gonna happen is iīmma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there I go traped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatziīs with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause iīm African
>All because ths fool was harrassin them
Tryin to play the boy like you sack your friend
But ainīt nothin sweet ībout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ainīt one
Hit me
[Chorus X3]
Youīre crazy for this one Rick
Itīs your boy |
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Webs amigas |
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