Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 99 Problems, artist - Killa Kyleon. Album song Welcome To Tha Hood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.06.2004
Record label: B.H.O. - SoSouth
Song language: English
99 Problems |
| Yeah, the only problems these hoe ass niggas got |
| Is that I keep killing em, run it |
| Ladies and gentlemen, I wanna welcome you to the hood |
| And just to let you motherfuckers know, what’s that |
| I got 99 problems, and a rap ain’t one |
| If you having rap problems, I feel bad for you son |
| I got 99 problems, and a rap ain’t one nigga |
| Killa, ha-ha Killa run it, hey-hey |
| Keep thinking shit’s sweet, like a Cracker Jack |
| I pack a Mack, that’ll smoke you like a pack of vlacks |
| I’m getting money, like them niggas getting taxes back |
| My chain stay full of them thangs, that’s in back of that |
| That’s diamonds nigga, Killa shining nigga |
| While you bitches, steady whining nigga |
| I’m in that 6−45, seats reclining nigga |
| I was at the bottom, but look now I’m climbing nigga |
| I paid my dues, so this perfect timing nigga |
| Plus I’m the best, do I have to remind you niggas |
| My flow’s digital, but niggas still ain’t getting the picture |
| I’m God with the flow my nigga, let me spit you a scripture |
| From Genesis, the revelation |
| My flow adapts to any situation, stay on that mind like that chick you chasing |
| I’m a gangsta nigga, get it through your head |
| 'Fore I start busting bullets, and you get it through your head nigga |
| 99 problems, and a rap ain’t one |
| If you having rap problems, I feel bad for you son |
| I got 99 problems, and a rap ain’t one nigga |
| Back in the day, not too long ago |
| A nigga like myself, had to prolong the flow |
| Upgrade my style, to a stronger flow |
| Now weak rap is some’ing, I no longer know |
| Ask Troy who the hardest, then you’ll see |
| It’s only two good niggas, Slim then me |
| We created, a monopoly |
| He been running shit, and plus it ain’t no stopping me |
| So think again hater, why you keep watching me |
| Cause a bullet is the only thing, that’s dropping me |
| Not the labels, cause they know that I’m dope |
| And they aware of all these other niggas, hits that I broke |
| So get a noose, if you think I’m gon choke |
| But it’s not finna happen, if that’s what you hope |
| Cause I’m finna blow, like a piece of C4 |
| Ah fuck it, go on cut off the beat C-Mo, Killa |