Dm F
Got the rock patrol on the gat patrol
C
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Dm F
Critics are saying he's "money, cash, hoes,
C
"From the hood, stupid, what types of facts are those?"
Dm F
If you grew up with holes in your Zapatos
C
You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough
Dm F
I'm like "Fuck you critics, kiss my whole asshole"
C
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast-forward
Dm F
I've got beef with radio if I don't play their show
C
They don't play my hits, but I don't give a shit, so
Dm F
Rap mags try and use my black ass
C
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads
Dm F
I don't know what you take me as
C
Or understand the intelligence Jay-Z has
Dm F
I'm from rags to riches, nigger, I ain't dumb
C
I got ninety nine problems and a bitch ain't one
Dm F
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't one
C
If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you son
Dm F
I got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't one
Dm F
Once upon a time not too long ago
C
G nigger like myself had to strong arm a ho
Dm F
This is not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy
C
But a pussy having no goddamn sense, try and push me
Dm F
I tried to ignore it, pray to the lord
C
Pray for him, cause some fools love to perform
Dm F
You know the type, loud as a motorbike
C
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
Dm F
And the only thing that's gonna happen
C
Is that I'm gonna get to clappin'
Dm F
He and his boys gonna be yappin' to the captain
C
And there I go trapped in the Kit Kat again
Dm F
Back through the system with the riff raff again
C
Fiends on the floor, scratching again
Dm F
Paparazzis with their cameras, snapping at them
C
D.A. tried to give a nigga a shaft again
Dm F
G million for bail cause I'm African
C
All because the fools harassin'
Dm F
Try to play the boy like he's saccharin
C
But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm F C
Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm F C
Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm F C
Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm F C
Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm F C
Nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm F C
Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun
Dm
I got a ninety nine problems
F C Dm
But being a bitch ain't one
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