Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had Nothin'

[Mannie Talking]

Yo, Fresh (echoes)
For you (echoes)
to Freak, The Run D-M-C beat, Ya hoids?
Holla!

[Chorus] (Baby in the background)

I ain't never had nothin (oh yeah), I'm tryna get (believe that there)
And where they slang thangs at, where yo ass duckin? (where you at nigga)
I ain't had nothin (smell me bitch), I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my (holla nigga, nigga) but I gotta keep duckin
(Mannie Freezy!)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get (let's, get feezy)
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass
(Suga Slim never love me stone me boy motherfucker)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm get somethin
With them people on my back but I keep duckin

1]
I started a rock, then move to a chip
I'm the Birdman bitch
I ain't never had nothin that share the same
We off, we share the same clip
We share the same clothes, block wore out shit
fab, that ghetto shit
It's that, ghetto map ghetto tip
You never touch nothin belong for you slick
We never had nothin so we run for this
Breakin-in houses and sellin these bricks, and
Public houses, goverment bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut for our shit
They tearin our project(gun pops)bust-yo-clips
Look in ya eyes, see nothin but bitch, you
Look in my eyes, see these shit
We ain't never had nothin, I don't stunt I die bitch!

(Chorus)
I ain't had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them at, where yo ass duckin?
I ain't had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my (aye, aye, aye, aye) but I gotta keep duckin
I ain't never had nothin (alright), I'm tryna get (beyotch!)
And where sell them thangs at (oh yeah), where yo ass duckin?
(Holla boy nigga!)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm get somethin
With my on my back but I gotta keep duckin
(Birdcall motherfucker!)

2]
Nigga, we had down nights
Me and my brother had tore bikes
Just his tore down life, smoke and fight
the pipe, youngstas bust for stripe
Ain't got new jewels, got no life
Nigga, caught the blues when his part lights
See I, been in yo shoes, lost memos on
And I, paid my from scramblin blues
And I, laid my rules from cookin fools
And these, fucked up time in
And I, learned to grind in
And I, learned to shine in
And I (gun pops), my nine in twenty-o-two
Now me what the fuck I'm suppose to do
I'ma like a dogg, so nigga fuck you!
You ever crossed my line, you know what do bitch

I never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them at, where yo ass duckin?
I never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my but I gotta keep duckin
I ain't never had nothin (oh yeah), I'm tryna get (beyotch!)
And where they slang them thangs at(holla atcha boy), where yo ass
(ha, it's our world baby, sucka)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get
them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
(aye, aye)

3]
We walk up to bread, no meat, (Fuck!)
The whole block share a dozen our
The whole hood had one was craze
Mom smoked that she had to pay
Old folks know lil' one was bust his
Heroin, coke, and dope with his head
Bout to flip the come out today
Wild Tato, C-To, ball
Hot cake see a fresh how to play
Other side had my had to lay
Big Chief, from the concrete streets
Nigga was on the and wanted to eat
get better, love is merry
Tall house, and duck the inneries
Nice cars, clothes, pussy hoe, money and
Every motherfucker in here my name
I was born then live y'all niggas (believe that bitch!) in
That's why I stunt so fuckin

I ain't never had nothin, I'm get somethin
And where they slang thangs at, where yo ass duckin?
I never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
I ain't had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass
I ain't never had nothin, I'm get somethin
With them people on my back but I keep duckin

[Mannie Fresh

This (echoes)
For you (echoes)

[Man

Yo the real Magnolia, worldwide ya heard me?
I'm just up in the studio with Mannie Fresh and the Birdman
Yo we goin out, ya me, with this great hit
Yo, I'm chillin Seed and Stone, Bizzy
I'm thinkin my boy Towe too
But Big G, R.I.P. man, we you (echoes)
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