99 Problems

Album: The Black Album (2003)

If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one I got the Rap Patrol on the gat patrol Foes that want to make sure my casket´s closed Rap critics that say he has "Money, Cash, Hoes" I am from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those? If you grew up with holes in your zapper toes You would celebrate the minute you was havin dough I am like f*ck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole If you do not like my lyrics, you can press fast forward Got beef with radio if I do not play they show they do not play my hits - well I do not give a shit, SO! Rap mags try & use my black ass So advertisers can give em more cash for ads, f*ckers! I do not know what you take me as Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I am from, rags to riches, niggaz I aint dumb I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

99 problems but a bitch aint one If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

The yeahr is ninety-four, in my trunk is raw In my rearview mirror is the motherf*ckin law Got two choices y´all, pull over the car or (hmm) bounce on the Devil, put the pedal to the floor And I aint 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 "Son do you know why I am stoppin you for?" Cause I am young & I am black & my hat´s real low Or do I look like a mindreader sir? I do not know Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo´? "Well you was doin fifty-five in the fifty-four; license & registration & step out of the car - are you carryin a weapon on you? I know a lot of you´re" I aint steppin out of shit, all my papers legit "Well do you mind if I look around the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked, so is the trunk in the back And I know my rights, so you gon´ need a warrant for that "Aren´t you sharp as a tack! You should try out for lawyer or somethin, somebody important or somethin" Child I aint passed the bar, but I know a little bit Enough that you will not illegally search my shit "Well we will see how smart you´re when the canine comes" I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

99 problems but a bitch aint one If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

99 problems but a bitch aint one If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

Now once upon a time, not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strongarm a hoe This isn´t a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy havin no God damn sense, try an´ push me I try to ignore him, talk to the Lord Pray for him, but some fools just love to perform You know the type, loud as a motorbike But wouldn´t bust a grape in a fruit fight And only thing that is gon´ happen is I ama get to clappin and he & 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 Paparazzis with they cameras, snappin them D.A. try to give a nigga shaft again Half a mill´ for bail cause I am African All because this fool was harassin them Tryin to play the boy like he has saccharin But aint nuttin sweet bout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems B & a bitch aint one - hit me!

99 problems but a bitch aint one If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

99 problems but a bitch aint one If you havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems, but a bitch aint one - hit me!

.. Whoo! Whoo! Uh, uh Havin girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems & a bitch aint one, ha ha! You crazy for this one Rick! It is your boy!