Luyện nghe bài hát Never Had Nothin'

[Mannie Fresh

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

[Chorus] (Baby in the background)

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

1]
I started a rock, then move to a chip
I'm the Birdman bitch
I ain't never had that share the same dish
We off, we share the same clip
We share the same clothes, whole block wore out
Ghetto fab, that shit
It's that, ghetto map with tip
You never touch nothin that belong for you
We never had nothin so we run for shit
Breakin-in houses and sellin bricks, and these
houses, it's goverment bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut for our shit
tearin down 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 never had nothin, I stunt till I die bitch!

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

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

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

3]
We up to bread, no meat, marinade (Fuck!)
The block share a dozen our eggs
The whole hood had one nigga was
Mom smoked that she had to pay
Old folks lil' one was bust his hage
Heroin, coke, and dope fuck with his
Bout to the script come out today
Wild Tato, C-To, ball
Hot cake see a fresh know how to
Other had my homie had to lay
Big Chief, real the concrete streets
Nigga was on the labor and to eat
get better, love is merry
Tall house, and duck the inneries
Nice cars, clothes, hoe, money and fame
Every in here know my name
I was then live y'all niggas (believe that bitch!) banned in
why I stunt so fuckin much

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

[Mannie Talking]

Fresh (echoes)
For you (echoes)

[Man

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