Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had Nothin'

[Mannie Fresh

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

1]
I started from a rock, move to a chip
Nowadays I'm the bitch
I ain't never had nothin that the same dish
We jumped off, we share the clip
We share the same clothes, whole block wore out
Ghetto fab, that ghetto
It's that, map with ghetto tip
You never touch nothin that for you slick
We never had so we run for this shit
Breakin-in houses and sellin these bricks, and
houses, it's 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 but bitch, when you
Look in my eyes, see hardlife shit
We ain't had nothin, I don't stunt till I die bitch!

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

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

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

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

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

[Mannie Fresh

This (echoes)
For you (echoes)

[Man

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