NINO-G:

If you got a problem, I can solve it son...I got 99 poroblems but spittin' ain't one.

I got B. Rose once again, we on once again.
It takes time to realize how we flow flawlessy
Time and again.
It's murder when we change hands with the pen...
Like Bill takin' down Monica, it's natural.
I'm sure by our last verses, you'll find it
Quite factual.
Actually, it should be a given by now.
No need to say "Wow" anymore...we used to it now.
I got cases, gotta deal with the law.
Only thing is, I gotta make the guap to get rid of 'em all.
Money Is A Major Issue, so I grind for mine.
I guess that's why my neck and ears always shine.
Not to mention these gas prices shootin' out the ass.
That's why you need a photo-finish to see my face when I pass.
Bush on his way out, Lord knows who's goin' in.
We'll see if things get better or worse by 2010.
Haters in my hood, I hear bullshit everyday...
So I live by Romans 12:2 everyday.
I don't know what they take me as,
Or understand the intelligence that B. Rose has.
Lyrically gifted, we headin' for Number One.
I got 99 problems, B., how many you got, son?

  B. Rose:

Im still in trouble with the one time im in the system.
Getting dissed by fake emcees who are quite insignificant.
The fact they insignificant aint the prob at all.
The only problem with that is they have no balls.
Especially if these nigga is from my hood.
And bitch nigga will kill before a real nigga would.
And on mine
In addition to my mind
Being occupy
Of unsettling memeries of my son dying.
And people putting the blame on me.
But they real problem lies how I deal with it internally.
My girl getting told by doctors
She got 10 - 12 months.
And weeds eases the stress
But it aint enough to roll a blunt.
My friends keep them considerably distant.
My take on friendship is completly different.
Because I wouldnt having an issue talking with em when they down.
But it reciprocated
I feel like its my fault that that action is going down.
Income coming in
Comes through this household scarcely.
And these mixtapes are cool
But they are lagging in assisting.
Now that I think about it life for me is little fun
I got 99 problems but being ill aint one.

  NINO-G:

Now hit me!
Friends or foes...who really knows?
Sometimes the haters you lookin' for
Be right under your nose.
You never know it...and most of the time
They won't show it.
Talkin' about girls...I'm still gettin' blamed for
My ex-baby mama's miscarriage...
Sometimes it's hard for me to bear it.
I wasn't even there, she was in a car wreck, but still
I get the cold shoulder with ill regret.
I try to ignore it, talk to
The Lord.
But it still feels like she wanna
Battle me on and on.
Homeboy's dyin' back in my hood...
I guess it's true when 50 said it ain't good to do good.
Bitch niggas wanna expose me as phony...
Newsflash homie:
I'm as real as they come, so fag, blow me.
I don't smoke or drink, but sometimes it's temptin'
Cuz stress can kill a nigga
With the circumstances given.
So right now, I'ma say I'm done.
I got 99 problems but bein' REAL ain't one.

  B. Rose:

If you having lyric problems I feel bad for you son.
Cause I real life issues
So sptting ill verses aint a prob-le-um (Problem)
Im known to jump on beats like Kris Kros.
With Nino-G we offical underdogs.
Like the Fresh Prince & Drake
But it would be mistake.
To battle us
Because Jayden gone, so going all the way in is my mindstate.
I got a major problem with fake
This niggas who always on the nuts of Lil Wayne.
Changing they name putting F. Baby at the end.
And just because I aint banwagon
Don't mean that im hating.
And these fools be getting so upset
Becasue between they legs
Gets soft and wet.
And you claim you hard
But you can get erect.
And they F. Baby line is for somebody logged in this bitch.
Now im really done...
I got 99 Problems being real aint one
Hit me