Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Have Nuttin'

Niggas can't have nuttin' (have nuttin')
Niggas just have nuttin' (have nuttin')
Niggas just can't nuttin' (Nowadays yo)
Niggas just have (niggas just can't have)
Niggas can't have (niggas just can't have)
Niggas just have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
niggas nowadays yo

Well yo, they used to say that was a motherfuckin bum
Cos it came to profit, son I really wasn't gettin none
The wildest motherfucker you ever saw
They used to call me Petey Wheezthrow, the devil's
Now I'm in the shit, like a fly I was
From robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and even
Sellin cocaine in the high halls
Playin it slick I the balms up in some tennis balls
I used to run across the with my peeps
I packed a tray-8, in dem days I was playin for
I used to around my hat and all day
Lookin for a prey that we could rob on
Stickin niggas for their if they're worthy

Made a of hits and then we jetted back to Jersey
'86 And '87 was the
Had the Gucci hat, rock the raccoon fur coat
Keep em in and nigga don't ya blink
See yeah Saturday, we robbed another at the rink
The beats was showin up at my rest
Askin "Does a certain Drayzie live at this Yes?"
The was hotter than the sun, without a doubt
I had the choice to go to school and get the out
I hit the South just like a bandit cos I was
Virginia in '88, you know that's where I landed
I couldn't it, shit was feelin strange
I made it outta range but yo, my was just about the dough

Aiyo, niggas just have nuttin ( Yo niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas can't have nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't nuttin (Nowadays yo)

Aiyo, niggas just can't have ( Yo niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas can't have nuttin (niggas just can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (niggas just have nuttin)
Niggas can't have nuttin (Nowadays yo)

Yo bust a move, the flav
Cos I'm a take you to the days of brown envelope trays
Twenty-something years ago as I proceed to
A newborn shorty had to cheques off Bushwick
Bless the days, Pops shot to get forth the and
Damn, fam got to
From the flo' down four flights to the sixth
This was around the time smokin was the shit
But now the crib a bigger
I was the first man in the fam so it's plans for a
Had my clan my building and my man from 8-11
Wit me when we hit the jams 2-57
Mom's babysittin, on the hustle
54 Block was on lock, a knuckle

Game rip, some slipped and got greedy
me, another "rest in peace" in graffiti
But I couldn't resist a few fights and petty
Cos now I'm 'cross in the Heights
My nights are a little quieter but amongst the schemes for the fun
Where sons run and blow slums with the bums
And don't care
I love the street game so I the green leaf by the air
You couldn't tell me shit, evil was eager than a beaver
it fresh, double-parked in the Caesar
But I got deceased with behavior-type flavor
And do Moms a favor, go to school and get fuckin paper
So the caper cos now I'm all in
At Virginia State, now let the begin

Nowadays niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (Yo niggas just can't nuttin')
just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have yo)
Niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas can't have nuttin' yo)
just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas just can't nuttin' (nuttin', nuttin', nuttin', nuttin')
Nowadays niggas (niggas can't have nuttin')

It was '89 and yo, I'm out of fights
I'm runnin with this nigga named Books Crown Heights
Gettin toe-up from the flow-up, we're til we throw up
We're thinkin we can blow up so to class we wouldn't up
Well nigga so what? You fucked the holdup and whatever's
Then bucked the leathers, son I got to get my shit
Gettin drunk, gettin flunked in class is what's the
Smokin blunts-in, son we to stop frontin
We're goin huntin, Virginia didn't shit for us
That's why we broke out with Dice and blitzed blue chorus
Gettin busy, rhymes on the weekend
The deal we was seekin from styles we was

But yo, now it's '91 and me and son we got to
(Aiyo it was a rap contest, we couldn't handle)
And yo, something got ta or I'm a get the pappin
We got the blueprints to this new style of
Packin from the sewer, I knew we had a shot
Gotta go and the spot and show them niggas how we rock, what?
If PMD is judgin it, yeah the cautious
Makin all that on that business as usual
(Tip tip tip) Tip, we the tongue and started wilin
They hit us with the digits to the cribs in Island
So, we packed the Henny and my men we got
And never back, that's how we thinkin nowadays

Cos yo just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin' yo)
Word up niggas just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't nuttin')
Nah just can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
(Yo that's why got me rockin on the microphone)
Niggas just can't nuttin' (Yo niggas just can't have nuttin')
just can't have nuttin' (have nuttin', just nuttin')
Nowadays niggas didn't have (niggas just can't have nuttin')
Niggas can't have nuttin' (niggas just can't have nuttin')
(Well now they got me on the microphone)
(Niggas can't have nuttin')
just ain't (got a motherfuckin thing)
Nowadays (word up) ain't got nuthin'