Jay-Z 99 Problems All Lyrics

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Hov
If
 
you're
 
havin'
 
girl
 
problems,
 
I
 
feel
 
bad
 
for
 
you,
 
son
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one
 
I've
 
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,
 
Hoes
 
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,
 
"Fuck
 
critics,
 
you
 
can
 
kiss
 
my
 
whole
 
asshole!
 
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
 
shit,
 
so
 
Rap
 
mags
 
try
 
and
 
use
 
my
 
black
 
ass
 
So
 
advertisers
 
can
 
give
 
'em
 
more
 
cash
 
for
 
ads
 
Fuckers,
 
I
 
don't
 
know
 
what
 
you
 
take
 
me
 
as
 
Or
 
understand
 
the
 
intelligence
 
that
 
Jay-Z
 
has
 
I'm
 
from
 
rags
 
to
 
riches,
 
niggas,
 
I
 
ain't
 
dumb
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one –
 
hit
 
me!
 
Ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
Hint
Answer
 
one
 
If
 
you're
 
havin'
 
girl
 
problems,
 
I
 
feel
 
bad
 
for
 
you,
 
son
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one –
 
hit
 
me!
 
The
 
year
 
is
 
'94,
 
in
 
my
 
trunk
 
is
 
raw
 
In
 
my
 
rearview
 
mirror
 
is
 
the
 
motherfuckin'
 
law
 
Got
 
two
 
choices,
 
y'all:
 
pull
 
over
 
the
 
car
 
or
 
Bounce
 
on
 
the
 
devil,
 
put
 
the
 
pedal
 
to
 
the
 
floor
 
And
 
I
 
ain't
 
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
 
I
 
heard,
 
"Son,
 
do
 
you
 
know
 
why
 
I'm
 
stopping
 
you
 
for?"
 
"'Cause
 
I'm
 
young
 
and
 
I'm
 
black
 
and
 
my
 
hat's
 
real
 
low?
 
Do
 
I
 
look
 
like
 
a
 
mind
 
reader,
 
sir?
 
I
 
don't
 
know
 
Am
 
I
 
under
 
arrest
 
or
 
should
 
I
 
guess
 
some
 
more?"
 
"Well,
 
you
 
was
 
doing
 
fifty-
 
five
 
in
 
a
 
fifty-
 
four
 
License
 
and
 
registration
 
and
 
step
 
out
 
of
 
the
 
car
 
Are
 
you
 
carrying
 
a
 
weapon
 
on
 
you?
 
I
 
know
 
a
 
lot
 
of
 
you
 
are"
 
I
 
ain't
 
steppin'
 
out
 
of
 
shit,
 
all
 
my
 
paper's
 
legit
Hint
Answer
 
"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
 
some
 
type
 
of
 
lawyer
 
or
 
something?
 
Somebody
 
important
 
or
 
something?"
 
Well,
 
I
 
ain't
 
passed
 
the
 
bar,
 
but
 
I
 
know
 
a
 
little
 
bit
 
Enough
 
that
 
you
 
won't
 
illegally
 
search
 
my
 
shit
 
"Well,
 
we'll
 
see
 
how
 
smart
 
you
 
are
 
when
 
the
 
K9
 
come!"
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one –
 
hit
 
me!
 
Ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one
 
If
 
you're
 
havin'
 
girl
 
problems,
 
I
 
feel
 
bad
 
for
 
you,
 
son
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one –
 
hit
 
me!
 
Now
 
once
 
upon
 
a
 
time
 
not
 
too
 
long
 
ago
 
A
 
nigga
 
like
 
myself
 
had
 
to
 
strong-
 
arm
 
a
 
ho
 
This
 
is
 
not
 
a
 
ho
 
in
 
the
 
sense
 
of
 
havin'
 
a
 
pussy
 
But
 
a
 
pussy
 
havin'
 
no
 
god
 
damn
 
sense,
 
try
 
and
 
push
 
me
 
I
 
try
 
to
 
ignore
 
him,
Hint
Answer
 
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's
 
gon'
 
happen
 
is
 
I'ma
 
get
 
to
 
clappin'
 
And
 
he
 
and
 
his
 
boys
 
gonna
 
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'
 
'em
 
D.A.
 
try
 
to
 
give
 
a
 
nigga
 
shaft
 
again
 
Half
 
a
 
mil'
 
for
 
bail '
 
cause
 
I'm
 
African
 
All
 
because
 
this
 
fool
 
was
 
harassin'
 
them
 
Tryin'
 
to
 
play
 
the
 
boy
 
like
 
he's
 
saccharine
 
But
 
ain't
 
nothin'
 
sweet
 
'bout
 
how
 
I
 
hold
 
my
 
gun
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
bein'
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one –
 
hit
 
me!
 
Ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one
 
If
 
you're
 
havin'
 
girl
 
problems,
 
I
 
feel
 
bad
 
for
 
you,
 
son
 
I
 
got
 
ninety-
 
nine
 
problems,
 
but
 
a
 
bitch
 
ain't
 
one –
 
hit
 
me!
 
You
 
crazy
 
for
 
this
 
one,
 
Rick
 
It's
 
your
 
boy
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