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Neva Had Shit

This song is by Gucci Mane and appears on the album Murder Was The Case (2009).

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(Imma hood rich nigga I ain't neva had shit I really ain't shit niggas talkin' 'bout me but dey really ain't hit dey ain't said shit it don't make dollaz it don't make sense)...repeat twice

(I ain't neva had shit nigga dats da truth rich kids in da scroll use to draw on my shoes name stay on the board four checks in chalk in detention 'cause da teacher say dat we can't talk car so rady dat my momma got so I juss walk I wish I had a nickel fa every fight I fought stealin candy out da store like I can't get caught juss a lil bad black boy it ain't my fought after school snack serve man 4 pieces of bread grandaddy why yo I so got-damn red gotta real soft ass n a hard ass better mind fuckin' manners boy dats wat he said)

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(Imma hood rich nigga I ain't neva had shit I really ain't shit niggas talkin' 'bout me but dey really ain't hit dey ain't said shit it don't make dollaz it don't make sense)...repeat twice

(Move to east atlanta at da age of 9 real cold winter 1989 my brther good at ball I can't play no sports dey wont let you pack yo ? on da b-ball court ? wit my daddy na things goin' all right we a family na got da dope man nikes 'n' da starter coke only nigga in school wit da dope man rope pull da joint 2 times man I'm high already I like dem girls wit da braids 'n' da high top chest ? tried to take it on da train but I juss couldn't let him)

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(Imma hood rich nigga I ain't neva had shit I really ain't shit niggas talkin' 'bout me but dey really ain't hit dey ain't said shit it don't make dollaz it don't make sense)...repeat twice

(14 gettin' drunk n a house party dey locked me up dey must have hide a half ounce on me momma mad as a mutha daddy let him b gucci mane raise me to b a straight up g na my daddy hustle had but he love sum liquir 'n' my momma wanna leave 'em but she love da nigga everything kinda change wen I turned sixteen got ole' skool regle wit da wit da crom back rees like a new born baby man dat bitch clean but da motor fucked 'n' da transmanine 'n' its knockin' don da street 'n' mackmile parkin lot stright whoppin n a bankhead bounce 4 hoes 1 me hit da half 'n' give me 2 dimes fa 15 in my to get rich by all means in da trap 'cause dis rap shit was juss my dream)

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(Imma hood rich nigga I ain't neva had shit I really ain't shit niggas talkin' 'bout me but dey really ain't hit dey ain't said shit it don't make dollaz it don't make sense)...repeat twice

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