Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had Nothin'

[Mannie Talking]

Yo, Fresh (echoes)
For you (echoes)
Bout to Freak, The Run beat, Ya hoids?
Holla!

[Chorus] (Baby in the background)

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

1]
I started a rock, then move to a chip
Nowadays I'm the bitch
I ain't never had nothin that share the dish
We jumped off, we share the clip
We share the clothes, whole 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 so we run for this shit
Breakin-in houses and sellin bricks, and these
Public houses, it's bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut for our shit
They tearin our project(gun pops)bust-yo-clips
in ya eyes, see nothin but bitch, when you
Look in my eyes, see these shit
We ain't never had nothin, I don't till I die bitch!

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

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

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

3]
We up to bread, no meat, marinade (Fuck!)
The whole block share a dozen our
The hood had one nigga was craze
Mom smoked shit she had to pay
Old folks know one was bust his hage
Heroin, coke, and dope fuck his head
to flip the script come out today
Wild Tato, C-To, today
Hot cake see a fresh know how to
Other side had my had to lay
Big Chief, real from the streets
was on the labor and wanted to eat
Shit-a-never get better, love is
Tall house, survive and the inneries
Nice cars, clothes, pussy hoe, money and
Every motherfucker in here my name
I was born then live y'all niggas (believe bitch!) banned in
That's why I so fuckin much

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

[Mannie Fresh

This (echoes)
For you (echoes)

[Man

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