Текст песни Linkin Park & Jay - Z
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Текст песни Linkin Park & Jay-Z - Points Of Authority/99 Problems/One Step
If your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit me!He’s got the rap patrol on the gat patrolFoes who wanna make sure his casket’s closedRap 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 holes in your zapitosYou’d be celebratin’ the minute you was havin’ doeSo fuck critics you can kiss our whole assholesYou don’t like our lyrics you can press fast forwardBeef with radio if we don’t play they showThey don’t play our hits well we don’t give a shit, soAll these mags trying to use our assSo advertisers can give em more cash for ads…fuckersI don’t know what you take us asOr understand the intellegence that Jay-Z hasFrom rags to ritches, we ain’t dumbWe got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit me!99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneIf your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneThe year is ’94 and in my trunk is rawIn my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin’ lawI got two choices ya’ll pull over the car orBounce on the devil put the pedal to the floorNow I ain’t tryin to see no highway chase with jakePlus I got a few dollars I can fight the caseSo I , Pull over to the side of the roadAnd I heard «Son do you know why I ’m stoppin’ you for?»Cause I ’m young and I ’m black and my hats real lowDo I look like a mind reader sir, I don’t knowAm 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 ain’t 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 backAnd I know my rights so you gon’ need a warrant for that«Aren’t you sharp as a tack (Yep!) you some type of lawyer or something?»«Or somebody important or somethin’?»Nah I ain’t pass the bar but I know a little bitEnough that you won’t illegally search my shit«Well see how smart you are when the canines come»I got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit me!99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneIf your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit me!99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneIf your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit me!99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneIf your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneNow once upon a time not too long agoA nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoeThis is not a hoe in the sense of havin’ a pussyBut a pussy havin no God damn sense, try and push meI tried to ignore him and talk to the LordPray for him, cause some fools just love to performYou know the type loud as a motor bikeBut wouldn’t bust a grape in a fruit fightThe only thing that’s gonna happen is im’ma get to clappin’He and his boys gon be yappin’ to the captainAnd there I go traped in the kit kat againBack through the system with the riff raff againFiends on the floor scratchin’ againPaparatzi’s with they cameras snappin’ themD.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft againHalf-a-mil for bail ’cause I’m AfricanAll because ths fool was harrasin’ themTryin to play the boy like hes saccarin’But ain’t nothin sweet ’bout how I hold my gunI got 99 problems but this bitch ain’t one99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneIf your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit me99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneIf your having girl problems I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit meShut up when I’m talking to youShut upShut upShut upShut up when I’m talking to youShut upShut upShut upShut upI’m about to breakEverything you say to meI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit meI need a little room to breatheI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit meEverything you say to meI got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t oneHit meI need a little room to breatheI got 99 problemsAnd I ’m about to break