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This Is Nothin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Chulo Ramon
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: Brandin Ross




Chulo Ramon - This Is Nothin' Lyrics




This is nothin', nigga this is nothin'
Only conversation I got a hater, nigga f*ck ya, yeah
Niggas talk and all I do is give the consequences
Workin, pockets gettin chunky, showin off the fitness
Big Dawgs that militia, don't become a victim
Cause them motives is vindictive, and a job these days is Christmas
I been overcharging niggas for the struggle that i witnessed
Need them digits, dying broke prohibit, play the game no glitches, yeah

I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
Hol' up

24/7 I keep bout 2 or 4 weapons
Ain't got a reason to flex 'em my niggas ride with no question
This kush is pine at it's freshest, that bush you smoking synthetic
These niggas pussy as ever, I blame that shit on genetics
Karats all in my necklace thought I was gon on a diet
But on this mic I'm too hungry you throwing punches with Tyson
Chop the legs of a giant and make him call me your highness
Smiling with that final shot, mama said kill em with kindness
Nigga, this shit was expected, was great when mama was pregnant
The last of dying breed so please don't miss out on your blessing
I catch of glimpse of the present, the pressure is unimpressive
I know, niggas don't like me, I love it when they express it
They want a piece from my light, these mosquitoes think I'm fluorescent
These speaking my name in vain, but never have I felt threaten
I'm verified by the G's, could never put me in question
I got em sweating, they nervous, I'm chilling like I'm in heaven, nigga

I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
Hol' up

Niggas talk and talk just like a bitch
It ain't even nothin
I just got a call about a lick
Bitch I need money
Out here tryna ball like it's my last
Bitch I need buckets
Hit the plug and cop another sack
Nigga you ain't puffing

5-0 locked my brother up I'm screaming free that nigga, uhh
Smoking heavy but I'm really f*cked up off this liquor, uhh
Problem after problem, it's so much I can't remember, uhh
Bills is getting bigger, uhh
Ain't no food for dinner, uhh
Shit gone come around, I swear I feel that in my spirit, uhh
And if by chance I'm wrong I pray ahead, dear Lord forgive me, uhh
Tryna cut the biggest piece of pie that life will give me, uhh
But jealous ones they envy, uhh
Tell 'em come and get me, uhh
It's nothin'
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English

This is nothin', nigga this is nothin'
Only conversation I got a hater, nigga f*ck ya, yeah
Niggas talk and all I do is give the consequences
Workin, pockets gettin chunky, showin off the fitness
Big Dawgs that militia, don't become a victim
Cause them motives is vindictive, and a job these days is Christmas
I been overcharging niggas for the struggle that i witnessed
Need them digits, dying broke prohibit, play the game no glitches, yeah

I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
Hol' up

24/7 I keep bout 2 or 4 weapons
Ain't got a reason to flex 'em my niggas ride with no question
This kush is pine at it's freshest, that bush you smoking synthetic
These niggas pussy as ever, I blame that shit on genetics
Karats all in my necklace thought I was gon on a diet
But on this mic I'm too hungry you throwing punches with Tyson
Chop the legs of a giant and make him call me your highness
Smiling with that final shot, mama said kill em with kindness
Nigga, this shit was expected, was great when mama was pregnant
The last of dying breed so please don't miss out on your blessing
I catch of glimpse of the present, the pressure is unimpressive
I know, niggas don't like me, I love it when they express it
They want a piece from my light, these mosquitoes think I'm fluorescent
These speaking my name in vain, but never have I felt threaten
I'm verified by the G's, could never put me in question
I got em sweating, they nervous, I'm chilling like I'm in heaven, nigga

I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
I just hit the plug nigga finna cop a zip
'Nother day, another dollar, nigga gotta make a flip
F*ck whoever gotta problem cause them Nina's is legit
Cop a bottle get some head while I'm watching Fresh Prince, yeah
Hol' up

Niggas talk and talk just like a bitch
It ain't even nothin
I just got a call about a lick
Bitch I need money
Out here tryna ball like it's my last
Bitch I need buckets
Hit the plug and cop another sack
Nigga you ain't puffing

5-0 locked my brother up I'm screaming free that nigga, uhh
Smoking heavy but I'm really f*cked up off this liquor, uhh
Problem after problem, it's so much I can't remember, uhh
Bills is getting bigger, uhh
Ain't no food for dinner, uhh
Shit gone come around, I swear I feel that in my spirit, uhh
And if by chance I'm wrong I pray ahead, dear Lord forgive me, uhh
Tryna cut the biggest piece of pie that life will give me, uhh
But jealous ones they envy, uhh
Tell 'em come and get me, uhh
It's nothin'
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Writer: Brandin Ross
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