if you're havin' girl problems
i feel bad for you
son
i got 99 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