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Nothin’ (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

everytime i try so hard i get
nothin’ (nothin’)
they say try and you won’t fail, i
get nothin’ (nothin’)
i did all that i could i got nothin’
(nothin’)
i tried so hard, for nothin’ (nothin’)
i never wanted it that way, guess
there was nothin’ i could say
i don’t know what i want. but i know
i don’t want this
i give up, i give in, i know i’m
never gonna win
i know it’s really not your fault
i’m gonna blame you anyway
you say you’re sorry, but i know it
won’t do no good
i give up, i give in, i knowi’m
never gonna win.

i don’t $#&%!# care, i don’t
$#&%!# care
i don’t $#&%!# care anymore
it’s gonna be all right
cause i don’t $#&%!# care anymore.

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Nothin’ (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

ft. Pharell

[Intro: Pharell]
Oh! (Militainment) Oh! (Militainment) Oh! (Militainment) Come on
(Militainment) Oh! (Militainment)This one is the hot one!
(Militainment) ay yo! (Militainment)

[Chorus: Pharell]
Homeboy, I came to party, yo’ girl was lookin at me
She’s a haggler naw I’m not taggin her
But you don’t want them boys to come over and start askin ya
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do

[Verse 1: Noreaga]
Yo N-O-R papi say what, that nigga’s the man
With his manager Chris and the label that Jams
Still flossin showin your rocks
Ain’t you dudes heard grimey man we stole your watch
It goes indian style, he’s been in dashiki
Strapped in the baby tek baby tek B.T.
True she at the bar lookin good in the brown dress
Four to six shots and them things ain’t around yet
Persona all thugged out loud and clear
Sayin fuck the straight henny, just grab me a beer
You see I’m reppin now, and my mami’s I got a weopen now
Shoot at them clowns at they feet, they high steppin now
Left that wack label cause I don’t like pricks
I’m like a hammer that you hold on your hand, I make hits
At the white boy club wylin buyin the bar
They like hey now, your an all star, it go

[Chorus: Pharell]
Homeboy, I came to party, yo’ girl was lookin at me
She’s a haggler naw I’m not taggin her
But you don’t want them boys to come over and start askin ya
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do

[Verse 2: Noreaga]
I spit mack millimeter rhymes, kill a liter in line
My nigga Peter got a heater in mines
Niggas still lyin, in they wack ass bars
Only time they see jail, when they watchin Oz
I’m in the club pissy drunk like ahhhdadidaaaaa!!!!!!
And mami took her papa like dadadidaaaaa!!!!!!
Adios kill your soul then we body your ghost
They call me tordo, sip champagne and sip porto
Playin cappy coo (Man you ain’t nappy too!!!)
I like when chocha be nappy too
I treat life like a fast car lower my speed
I try to chill, and sell more records than Creed
Been a hustler (What? what?) way before Melvin Flynt
A criminal, don’t need no prints
These dudes gave me a brick and they ain’t seen me since
Coulda woulda, had them dudes straight hoppin the fence, it go

[Chorus: Pharell]
Homeboy, I came to party, yo’ girl was lookin at me
She’s a haggler naw I’m not taggin her
But you don’t want them boys to come over and start askin ya
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do

[Bridge]
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)

[Verse 3: Noreaga]
Well ooops I dunn dunna again, I got another one
I keep it hid in my pocket I got another one
Fast and furious, dunn dunn dunn tudunn
Still be in, Miami and jet sking
In the ocean where the sharks be at, just O.D.’n
Adebesi, want a brick to pay double easy
I got them thangs that a move easy
And I told the lawyer, I sold blow to old Goya
I’m half spanish, you see I cook coke to Goya
Half spanish, all day roastin poya
Recognize, when I’m runnin the game, before me
Chickens wasn’t even messin with brain, because me
Now you started gettin head on the westside highway
So recognize my nigga you did it my way
Ice rockin, brick choppin and gun shoppin
I did it all beat cases with Cochran

[Chorus: Pharell]
Homeboy, I came to party, yo’ girl was lookin at me
She’s a haggler naw I’m not taggin her
But you don’t want them boys to come over and start askin ya
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin)
What you tryin to do

[Outro]
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)
La la la la la la la la la (Oh!)

Nothin’ (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

By townes van zandt

Hey mama, when you leave
Don’t leave a thing behind
I don’t want nothin’
I can’t use nothin’

Take care into the hall
And if you see my friends
Tell them i’m fine
Not using nothin’

Almost burned out my eyes
Threw my ears down to the floor
I didn’t see nothin’
I didn’t hear nothin’

I stood there like a block of stone
Knowin’ all i had to know
And nothin’ more
Man, that’s nothin’

As brothers our troubles are
Locked in each others arms
And you better pray
They never find you

Your back ain’t strong enough
For burdens doublefold
They’d crush you down
Down into nothin’

Being born is going blind
And buying down a thousand times
To echoes strung
On pure temptation

Sorrow and solitude
These are the precious things
And the only words
That are worth rememberin’

Nothin’ (Letra)

Reel Big Fish

Reel Big Fish

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Intro: Pharell]
Oh! (Millitainment) Oh!
(Millitainment) Oh! (Millitainment) Come on
(Millitainment) Oh! (Millitainment) This one is the hot one!
(Millitainment) Aiyyo! (Millitainment)

[Chorus: Pharell]
Homeboy, I came to party (ohh!)
Yo’ girl was lookin at me (ohh!)
She’s a haggler naw I’m not taggin her (ohh!)
But you don’t want them boys to come over and start askin ya (ohh!)
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin’)
What you tryin to do, nigga? (Nothin’)
What you wanna do, nigga? (Nothin’)
What you tryin to do

[Verse 1: Noreaga]
Yo, yo, yo..
Yo N-O-R papi, say what? That nigga’s the man
With his manager Chris and the label that Jams
Still flossin, showin your rocks
Ain’t you dudes heard “Grimey” man we stoled your watch
It goes indian style, knees bent in dashiki
Strapped with the veritek baby tec B.T.
True she at the bar lookin good in the brown dress
Four to six shots and them things ain’t around yet
Persona all thugged out loud and clear
Sayin fuck the straight Henny, just grab me a beer
You see I’m reppin now, and my mami’s I got a weapon now
Shoot at them clowns at they feet, they high steppin now
Left that wack label cause I don’t like pricks
I’m like a hammer that you hold on your hand, I make hits
At the white boy club while I’m buyin the bar
They like, “Hey now, you’re an all star,” it go

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Noreaga]
I spit mack millimeter rhymes, kill a liter in line
My nigga Peter got a heater of mines
Niggaz still lyin, in they wack ass bars
Only time they seen jail, when they watchin “Oz”
I’m in the club pissy drunk like, “Ahhhdadidaaaaa!!!!!!”
And mami took it proper like, “Dadadidaaaaa!!!!!!”
Adios kill your soul, then we body your ghost
They call me gordo, I sip the champagne that’s importo
Playin “Capicu” (Man you ain’t nappy too!!!)
I like when chocha be nappy too
I treat life like a fast car, lower my speed
I try and chill, and sell more records than Creed
Been a hustler (What? What?) Way before “Melvin Flynt”
A criminal, don’t leave no prints
These dudes gave me a brick and they ain’t seen me since
Caught up wit ‘em, had them dudes straight hoppin the fence, it go

[Chorus]

[Bridge: repeat 8X]
La la la la la la la la la (ohh!)

[Verse 3: Noreaga]
Yo, yo, yo..
Yo oops, I done done it again, I got another one
I keep it hid in my pocket I got another one
“Fast and Furious,” dunn dunn dunn tudunn
Still be in, Miami and jet skiing
In the ocean where the sharks be at, just O.D.’n
Adebesi, want a brick you pay double easy
I got them things that’ll move easy
And I told the lawyer, I sold blow to old Goya
I’m half spanish, you see I cook coke for Goya
I’m half spanish, all day arroz con polla
Recognize, when I’m runnin the game, before me
Chickens wasn’t even messin with brain, because me
Now you started gettin head on the westside highway
So recognize my nigga you did it my way
Ice rockin, brick choppin and gun shoppin
I did it all beat cases without Cochran

[Chorus]

[Outro: repeat 8X]
La la la la la la la la la (ohh!)