
在手机上保存,获得更好体验
If your havin girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a *****ain't one
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money Cash h*es
I'm from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in your zapatos
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin dough
I'm like *****critics you can kiss my whole *****
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hits well I don't give a s**t SO
Rap mags try and use my black a*s
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads *****ers
I don't know what you take me as
Or understand the intellegence that Jay Z has
I'm from rags to ritches n***as I ain't dumb
I got 99 problems but a *****ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a *****ain't one
If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a *****ain't one
Hit me
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother *****in law
I got two choices yall pull over the car or
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now I ain't tryin to see no highway chase with jay
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 I'm stoppin you for
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low
Do I look like a mind reader sir I don't know
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo
Well you was doin fifty five in a fifty four
Liscense and registration and step out of the car
Are you carryin a weapon on you I know alot of you are
I ain't steppin out of s**t 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 gon' need a warrent for that
Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or something
Or somebody important or somethin
Tah I ain't pass the bar but I know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my s**t
Well we'll see how smart you are when the K 9's come
I got 99 problems but a *****ain't one
Hit me
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A n***a like myself had to strong arm a h*e
This is not a h*e in the sense of havin a *****
But a *****havin the God d**n sense try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him but some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is I'mma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there I go trapped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparazzi's with they cameras snappin them
D A tred to give the n***a the shaft again
Half a mil for bail cause I'm African
All because this fool was harrassin him
Tryin to play the boy like he saccarhine
Ain't nothin sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this *****ain't one
Hit me
You're crazy for this one Rick
It's your boy