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[talking]Yeah, the only problems these hoe ass niggaz gotIs that I keep killing em, run itLadies and gentlemen, I wanna welcome you to the hoodAnd just to let you motherfuckers know, what's thatI got 99 problems, and a rap ain't oneIf you having rap problems, I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems, and a rap ain't one niggaKilla, ha-ha Killa run it, hey-hey[Kyleon]Keep thinking shit's sweet, like a Cracker JackI pack a Mack, that'll smoke you like a pack of vlacksI'm getting money, like them niggaz getting taxes backMy chain stay full of them thangs, that's in back of thatThat's diamonds nigga, Killa shining niggaWhile you bitches, steady whining niggaI'm in that 6-45, seats reclining niggaI was at the bottom, but look now I'm climbing niggaI paid my dues, so this perfect timing niggaPlus I'm the best, do I have to remind you niggazMy flow's digital, but niggaz still ain't getting the pictureI'm God with the flow my nigga, let me spit you a scriptureFrom Genesis, the revelationMy flo
w adapts to any situation, stay on that mind like that chick you chasingI'm a gangsta nigga, get it through your head'Fore I start busting bullets, and you get it through your head nigga[Hook x2]99 problems, and a rap ain't oneIf you having rap problems, I feel bad for you sonI got 99 problems, and a rap ain't one nigga[Kyleon]Back in the day, not too long agoA nigga like myself, had to prolong the flowUpgrade my style, to a stronger flowNow weak rap is some'ing, I no longer knowAsk Troy who the hardest, then you'll seeIt's only two good niggaz, Slim then meWe created, a monopolyHe been running shit, and plus it ain't no stopping meSo think again hater, why you keep watching meCause a bullet is the only thing, that's dropping meNot the labels, cause they know that I'm dopeAnd they aware of all these other niggaz, hits that I brokeSo get a noose, if you think I'm gon chokeBut it's not finna happen, if that's what you hopeCause I'm finna blow, like a piece of C4Ah fuck it, go on cut of
f the beat C-Mo, Killa