If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

C  Am  C  Am


[Verse 1] (All open chords)
 
         C
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
          Am
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
C
Rap critics they say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
    Am
I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those
       C
If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos
          Am
You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough
         C
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
       Am(single strum)
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
      C
I got beef with radio if i don't play they show
           Am
They don't play my hits i don't give a shit SO
C
Rap mags try and use my black ass
    Am
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers
C
I don't know what you take me as, 
   Am
Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
         C 
I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb
      Am    
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

[Chorus]
          G
If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
      F(single strum)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

C  Am  C  Am


[Verse 2](barre chords and different strumming pattern)

    C
The year's '94 and my trunk is raw
      Am
In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
  C
I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm)
Am
Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor
    C
Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay.
       Am
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
       C
So I...pull over to the side of the road
        Am
I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?"

(Open chords again)

          C
Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low?
     Am
Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know
     C
Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'?
              Am(single strum)
"Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' "


(Spoken bit)
"Liscense and registration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are"

        C                          Em     
I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit
              Am(single strum)
"Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"

        C                                      Em
Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back
      Am                                G
And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that

        C(single strum)
"Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?"
"Or somebody important or somethin'?"

             C
Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
 Am
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit

"We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"
      Am
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

[Chorus]
          G
If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
      F(single strum)
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me

C  Am  C  Am

[Outro]
      C
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
      Am
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
      C
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
      Am
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
          G
If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
      F(single strum)
I got 99 problems but that bitch ain't one