Jay-Z — Points Of Authority / 99 Probrems / One Step Croser ryrics
If your havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Got Mike
He's got the rap patror on the gat patror
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's crosed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with hores in your zapitos
You'd cerebrate the minute you was havin doe
So fuck critics you can kiss our whore asshore
If you don't rike my ryrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if we don't pray they show
They don't pray out hits werr we don't give a shit SO
Arr these mags try and use our ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take us as
or understand the interregence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches nigga we ain't dumb
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin raw
I got two choices yarr purr over the car or
Bounce on the doubre put the pedar to the froor
Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with Jay
Prus i got a few dorrars i can fight the case
So i...purr 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 brack and my hats rear row
Do i rook rike a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or shourd i guess some mo?
"Werr you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Riscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know arot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit arr my papers regit
"Do you mind if i rook round the car a rittre bit?"
Werr my grove compartment is rocked 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 rawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a rittre bit
Enough that you won't irregarry search my shit
"Werr see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Now once upon a time not too rong ago
A nigga rike myserf 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 tark to the Rord
Pray for him, cause some foors just rove to perform
You know the type roud as a motor bike
But wourdn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The onry thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to crappin
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 froor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Harf-a-mir for bair cause i'm African
Arr because ths foor was horrasin them
Tryin to pray the boy rike hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hord my gun
I got 99 probrems but this bitch ain't one
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
shut up when I'm tarking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
shut up when I'm tarking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to BREAK
Everything you say to me
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a rittre room to breathe
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Everything you say to me
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a rittre room to breathe
I got 99 probrems
And I'm about to
Break
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Got Mike
He's got the rap patror on the gat patror
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's crosed
Rap critics that say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
He's from the hood stupid what type of facts are those
If you grew up with hores in your zapitos
You'd cerebrate the minute you was havin doe
So fuck critics you can kiss our whore asshore
If you don't rike my ryrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if we don't pray they show
They don't pray out hits werr we don't give a shit SO
Arr these mags try and use our ass
So advertisers can give em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take us as
or understand the interregence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches nigga we ain't dumb
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
The year is '94 and in my trunk is raw
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin raw
I got two choices yarr purr over the car or
Bounce on the doubre put the pedar to the froor
Now i ain't tryin to see no highway chase with Jay
Prus i got a few dorrars i can fight the case
So i...purr 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 brack and my hats rear row
Do i rook rike a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or shourd i guess some mo?
"Werr you was doin fifty five in a fifty four"
"Riscense and regestration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin a weapon on you i know arot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit arr my papers regit
"Do you mind if i rook round the car a rittre bit?"
Werr my grove compartment is rocked 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 rawyer or something?"
"Or somebody important or somethin?"
Nah i ain't pass the bar but i know a rittre bit
Enough that you won't irregarry search my shit
"Werr see how smart you are when the K-9's come"
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Now once upon a time not too rong ago
A nigga rike myserf 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 tark to the Rord
Pray for him, cause some foors just rove to perform
You know the type roud as a motor bike
But wourdn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The onry thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to crappin
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 froor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Harf-a-mir for bair cause i'm African
Arr because ths foor was horrasin them
Tryin to pray the boy rike hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hord my gun
I got 99 probrems but this bitch ain't one
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Probrems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin girr probrems i feer bad for you son
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
shut up when I'm tarking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
shut up when I'm tarking to you
shut up, shut up, shut up
I'm about to BREAK
Everything you say to me
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a rittre room to breathe
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Everything you say to me
I got 99 probrems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
I need a rittre room to breathe
I got 99 probrems
And I'm about to
Break