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Nothin'
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Nothin' fue lanzado el 13 de diciembre de 2005 por Cleopatra Records como parte del álbum It's Not a Game
Released13 de diciembre de 2005
Sello discográficoCleopatra Records
IdiomaEnglish
BPM96
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía

Video musical

Video musical

Letra

You ain't nothing!
You don't get nothing
You don't deserve nothing
Now let me spell it for you
N-U-T-I-E
Nothing, you got that?
Now go on, get up
Put one foot in front of the other
Ah, don't say nothing
Let me tell you something
Now what you thought I let you hold something
Cause I got sticky on the tape
You wanna roll something
You got your hand out hollering "Gimme" like I owe something
See **** nothing from me
You got to play if you wanna play
**** this game ain't free
Now what you on something
You must be smoking and tweaking
On some strong something
You in the club every weekend
Like you a grown something
You ain't impressing me pretty
While your glass half empty
Hollering "What you gon' give me?"
I heard gimme got got
And I heard gimme got shot
Don't be approaching me like I'm him, playa
Really I'm not
I'm Big Willie, it's Pac
When I step in the spot
Nothing but thug love for you
But I'm strapped with a Glock
**** get slapped with a knot
For the fifties and hundreds
I'm strictly big money business
Look how quickly they running
I make 'em sick to they stomach
Man I'm just too sweet
If you don't work, you don't eat
That's a code to the streets
Nothing, I can't lend you
Nothing, won't let you borrow
Nothing, look playa you wasting your time
Because my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Nothing, the world don't owe you
Nothing, better get up and get
Something, cause if you can't, you lame
Why you hustling for some fame
Better buy you some game
They say you hang around with nine broke bustas
You bound to be the tenth
It's like your mind far wrong
You ain't making no sense
It's about the bacon and rent
How you raking it in
It's motivation for them go-getters
Is you taking this in
For my **** in them gators
Flash floss your shit
Grip your big one like a pimp
You bought your shit
It feel good when you earn it don't it
Feel even better when you spend it on it
Better watch your back
Your friends will want it
Jealousies and envies
The dumb ones too
So lazy, don't trust nothing
I just play by the rules
Now rule one, I know you heard it
Better watch your homies
Never know who out to get you
Better watch cause them phonies gets
Nothing, I can't lend you
Nothing, won't let you borrow
Nothing, look playa you wasting your time
Because my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Nothing, the world don't owe you
Nothing, better get up and get
Something, cause if you can't, you lame
Why you hustling for some fame
Better buy you some game
Now everybody needs somebody
And that shit's real
But don't nobody need anybody
That don't help pay bills
Stay still, **** die
Let the real **** roam
You came to the world
You was on your own
Might as well stay in the zone
To each his own
God bless us
And I pray that he help us
Record companies wanna shelf us
And call us rebellious
Don't get me wrong
I ain't trying to see tomorrow with that
Cause if I'm gone, dead tomorrow
I can't borrow it back
Rap on the hardest of tracks
On the real I'ma keep it
Ain't no secret they can't peep it
Don't know how to treat it
Cause if you don't you's a gone boy
Need to be off on your own boy
From a bone boy, strong boy
Nothing, I can't lend you
Nothing, won't let you borrow
Nothing, look playa you wasting your time
Because my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Nothing, the world don't owe you
Nothing, better get up and get
Something, cause if you can't, you lame
Why you hustling for some fame
Better buy you some game
Nothing, I can't lend you
Nothing, won't let you borrow
Nothing, look playa you wasting your time
Because my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Nothing, the world don't owe you
Nothing, better get up and get
Something, cause if you can't, you lame
Why you hustling for some fame
Better buy you some game
Written by: Steve Howse
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