| You ain’t nuttin!
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| You don’t get nuttin, you don’t deserve nuttin
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| Now let me spell it for you, N-U-T-I-N
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| Nuttin, you got that?
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| Now go on get up, put one foot front the other
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| Ah, don’t say nuttin, let me tell you somethin
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| Now what you thought I let you hold some’n, cause I got sticky
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| On the table you wanna roll some’n, you got yo' hand out holla gimme
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| Like I owed some’n, see nigga get nothin from me
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| You got to play it if you want a play nigga this game ain’t free
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| Not what you on some’n? |
| You must be smokin, tweakin
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| On some strong some’n, you in the club every weekend
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| Like you a grown some’n, you ain’t impressin me pretty
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| While yo' glass half empty, holla’n «What you gon' gimme?»
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| I heard, gimme got got and I heard gimme got shot
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| Don’t be approachin me like I’m him playa, really I’m not
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| I’m big, willie as 'Pac, one step in the spot
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| Nothin but «Thug Luv» for ya, one strap with a Glock
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| Need to get, slapped with a knot, full of 50's and 100's
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| I’m strictly big money business, look how quickly they run it
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| I make 'em, sick to they stomach, man I’m just too sweet
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| If you don’t work you don’t eat, that’s a code to the streets
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| + (Thin C.)
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| (Nothin) I can’t lend you (nothin)
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| Won’t let you borrow (nothin)
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| Look playa you wastin yo' time
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| Because my mind on my money and my money on my mind
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| (Nothin) The world don’t owe you (nothin)
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| Better get up and get (somethin)
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| Cause if you can’t you lame
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| While you hustlin for some fame, better buy you some game
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| They say you hang around with nine broke busters, you bound to be a tenth
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| It’s like yo' math all wrong, you’re makin no sense
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| It’s about the, bank and the rent, how you rakin it in
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| It’s motivation for them go-getters if you thinkin this is
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| For my niggas in them gators flash floss yo' shit
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| Grip the thick wall like a pimp, you bought yo' shit
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| It feels good when you iron it, don’t it?
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| Feel even better when you spinnin on it
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| Better watch yo' back, your friends’ll want it
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| Jealousies and envies are dumb ones too
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| So Layzie don’t trust nothin, I just play by the rules
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| Now rule one, I know you heard it, better watch yo' homies
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| Never know who out to get ya, better watch cause them phonies gets nothin
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| Now everybody needs somebody and this shit’s real
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| But don’t nobody need anybody that don’t help pay bills
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| Stay still, nigga die, let the real niggas roam
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| You can’t quit the world just on your own, might as well stay in the zone
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| To each his own, God bless us, and I pray that he help us
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| Record companies wanna shuffle us, and call us rebellious
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| Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t tryin to see no harm in that
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| Cause if I’m gone dead tomorrow I can borrow it back
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| Rep on the hardest of tracks, on the real I’mma keep it
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| Ain’t no secret they can peep it, they’ll know how to treat it
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| Cause if you don’t you’s a gone boy
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| Need to be off on your own boy, from a Bone boy strong boy |