Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin'

[Tech
I used to press my with Stay Flo
Sold pieces for my reli, peso
Now they want me with nothin I let my pay show
So I hop inside of my and let the bass go...
On you ass niggaz
I deserve I get, A creatin cash getter
I aint the 2 on the 10
I'm makin vast
You bitter, mad
Wanna be class with us
How thinkin they gonna come and conquer us?
Little Mini Cooper hatin on a truck
Ponder such, have you up in yonder, stuck
Not a nare nutta brotha stutter conjure a...
Nothin, Nathin, The penetration
Inside of ya head is what's soundin it's bassin
Boom, Bing,
All you in the game, Strange lane takin aim
Aint a thang sane, I get it in
Want drama? Well I can fit it in
We can make it so you're no longer a
from beneath you
We a little dust'n
All because I'm the bucks in

They wanna leave me with (Huh uh)
But aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm (Uh huh)

They leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint on nothin (Huh uh)
come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)

[Big
On the block it was hot to not to run the cops
I used to cop and to chop
And my rocks at Ms. Scott's
And on the late night at Ms.
I'm fuckin with Will, We used to fight
Then one night, We came up Vill
Young thugs drugs
Nigga for meals
Young thugs jumped
Nigga for kills
was real in the field, man
This shit was too
Lost my homies to shit, man
shit is for real
But nigga, the streets
They go on the hustla
All these niggaz lackin
So us real suffer
Not for me no more
hoes in the game
Since I when paper foldin, man
I rollin with
some whiskey, Party with me
Tell the Feds if miss me
They aint for me now
Then nigga, Bet they get me
So all you muthafuckin sucka niggaz wishin me
Big homie, Strange
Resurrection, I'm

They wanna me with nothin (Huh uh)
But aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on (Huh uh)
come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)

They wanna leave me with (Huh uh)
But they aint about nothin (Huh uh)
So I trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin, (Uh huh)

[Messy
All I do is sell dope and talk bricks
Talk with bananas and talk
around and smoke kush with the yurner on me
Drink them champagne with the flower on 'em
All that talkin loud will get a a hit
You see cherry red chucks?
Yeah, I'm the shit
Anyway I out, man
I hit 'em up and lock up with you
We get 'em up
I still wear a gold grill, 10 the bottom
They me 19-5 cause a nigga got 'em
Click-Clack,
Yanka get on
There's alotta hatin, nigga
Since I came
a nigga do, homie
It's Federal and with football numbers in the level 4
They bee a nigga dead, man
But nathin, Tech fuck muthafuckaz
They could hatin

They wanna leave me nothin (Huh uh)
But they talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on (Huh uh)
They to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)

They wanna leave me nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on (Huh uh)
come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)