Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Have Nuttin'

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

yo, they used to say that Dray was a motherfuckin bum
Cos when it came to profit, son I wasn't gettin none
The wildest that you ever saw
They used to call me Wheezthrow, the devil's son-in-law
Now I'm in the shit, a fly I was buggin
From robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and even
Sellin cocaine in the school halls
Playin it slick I kept the 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
for a prey that we could rob on Broadway
Stickin niggas for their if they're worthy

Made a couple of hits and then we back to Jersey
'86 And '87 was the
Had the hat, rock the raccoon fur coat yeah
Keep em in disguise and nigga don't ya
See yeah Saturday, we another nigga at the rink
The beats was always up at my rest
Askin "Does a Drayzie live at this address? Yes?"
The was hotter than the sun, without a doubt
I had the to go to school and get the fuck out
I hit the South just a bandit cos I was stranded
State in '88, you know that's where I landed
I stand 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 just can't have nuttin (niggas can't have nuttin)
Niggas just can't have nuttin (niggas just have nuttin)
Niggas can't have nuttin (Nowadays yo)

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

Yo bust a move, the flav
Cos I'm a take you back to the days of brown envelope
Twenty-something ago as I proceed to recollect
A shorty had to 'ford 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 reefer was the shit
But now the crib a little
I was the first man in the fam so it's plans for a
Had my from my building and my man from 8-11
Wit me when we hit the jams 2-57
Mom's babysittin, Pop's on the
54 Block was on lock, a knuckle

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

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

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

But yo, now '91 and me and son we got to scram
(Aiyo it was a rap contest, nuttin we handle)
And yo, something got ta or I'm a get the pappin
We got the blueprints to new style of rappin
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 it, yeah the cautious crew
all that money on that business as usual
(Tip tip tip) Tip, we the tongue and started wilin
They hit us with the digits to the in Long Island
So, we the Henny and my men we got swayz
And never back, that's how we thinkin nowadays

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