Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin'

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

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

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

[Big
On the it was hot to not to run from the cops
I used to cop and to chop
And dump my at Ms. Scott's
And on the night at Ms. White's
I'm with Will, We used to play fight
Then one night, We came up with
thugs dump drugs
Nigga for meals
Young jumped blood
itchin for kills
Shit was in the field, man
This was too real
Lost my homies to shit, man
This is for real
But nigga, Nowadays the
go hard on the hustla
All these pussy niggaz
So us real niggaz
Not plentiful for me no
It's hoes in the
Since I smell paper foldin, man
I rollin Strange
some whiskey, Party with me
Tell the if they miss me
aint comin for me now
Then nigga, Bet don't get me
So all you muthafuckin sucka niggaz wishin me
Big homie, Music
Resurrection, I'm

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

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

[Messy
All I do is sell dope and nigga talk
Talk bananas and talk clips
Ride around and smoke kush the yurner on me
Drink them champagne bottles the flower on 'em
All that talkin loud will get a a hit
You see them cherry red
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 across the
They me 19-5 cause a nigga got 'em
Click-Clack,
get yanked on
There's been alotta hatin,
I came home
Anything a do, homie
It's and come with football numbers in the level 4
They bee a nigga dead, man
But nathin, fuck them muthafuckaz
They keep hatin

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