E|E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------|| 99 Problems by Courtney Love E|E|-------------------------------------------------------------------------------||Super simple, this is a Jay-Z cover she played live recently on acoustic guitar. Pretty sure it's just these three chords. Tuning: EADGBEEm G Got the rock patrol on the gat patrolD Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closedEm G Critics are saying he's "money, cash, hoes,D "From the hood, stupid, what types of facts are those?"Em G If you grew up with holes in your ZapatosD You'd celebrate the minute you was havin' doughEm G I'm like "Fuck you critics, kiss my whole asshole"D If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast-forwardEm G I've got beef with radio if I don't play their showD They don't play my hits, but I don't give a shit, soEm G Rap mags try and use my black assD So advertisers can give 'em more cash for adsEm G I don't know what you take me asD Or understand the intelligence Jay-Z hasEm G I'm from rags to riches, nigger, I ain't dumbD I got ninety nine problems and a bitch ain't oneEm G I got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't oneD If you're having girl problems, I feel bad for you sonEm G I got ninety nine problems but a bitch ain't oneEm G Once upon a time not too long agoD A nigger like myself had to strong arm a hoEm G This is not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussyD But a pussy having no goddamn sense, try and push meEm G I tried to ignore it, pray to the lordD Pray for him, cause some fools love to performEm G You know the type, loud as a motorbikeD But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fightEm G And the only thing that's gonna happenD Is that I'm gonna get to clappin'Em G He and his boys gonna be yappin' to the captainD And there I go trapped in the Kit Kat againEm G Back through the system with the riff raff againD Fiends on the floor, scratching againEm G Paparazzis with their cameras, snapping at themD D.A. tried to give a nigga a shaft againEm G A million for bail cause I'm AfricanD All because the fools harassin'Em G Try to play the boy like he's saccharinD But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm G D Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm G D Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm G D Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm G D Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm G D Nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm G D Ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gunEm I got a ninety nine problemsG D Em But being a bitch ain't one
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