[Intro/Hook: Chanting] Never had a chance, never had a chance Never had a chance, never had a chance Never had a chance, never had a chance [Verse 1: DJ Yella] The first child would be the most precious thing In the mother's life But sometimes things just don't seem to work the way they should You know what I'm sayin? It takes a scandalous ***** To bring a child in this world for nothin' Yeah, nothin, callin' the funk fuse daddy He's still every night trippin' Trippin, but the little B.G. huggin' just like a Trojan Gettin' his ass beat everyday behind the ?? smokin, clockhead He barely knew his mamma, and damn sure will never know his dad [Hook: Chanting] Never had a chance, never had a chance Never had a chance, never had a chance Never had a chance, never had a chance [Verse 2: DJ Yella] What's after? - the little BGs are grown up now Compton style, raised on the .44 yell and triple beam Surrounded by all his homies, this is his family now Ohh mamma! she is still trippin' Tell her from the flow he been waitin' to die, walkin' dead You know, he don't respect your ass no more, ***** I wonder why? Fifteen years old, tree bird, one last deal The Place: Compton and Long Beach The Time: 12:00 Midnight The Outcome: two to the head (*2 Gun Shots*) B.G. dead [Hook: Chanting until fade] Never had a chance, never had a chance Never had a chance, never had a chance Never had a chance, never had a chance
[00:00.731][Intro/Hook: Chanting] [00:02.597]Never had a chance, never had a chance [00:19.299]Never had a chance, never had a chance [00:33.100]Never had a chance, never had a chance [00:38.693][Verse 1: DJ Yella] [00:39.566]The first child would be the most precious thing [00:42.717]In the mother's life [00:45.694]But sometimes things just don't seem to work the way they should [00:49.676]You know what I'm sayin? [00:51.884]It takes a scandalous ***** [00:54.572]To bring a child in this world for nothin' [00:57.393]Yeah, nothin, callin' the funk fuse daddy [01:00.345]He's still every night trippin' [01:03.089]Trippin, but the little B.G. huggin' just like a Trojan [01:08.817]Gettin' his ass beat everyday behind the ?? smokin, clockhead [01:13.857]He barely knew his mamma, and damn sure will never know his dad [01:18.434][Hook: Chanting] [01:19.306]Never had a chance, never had a chance [01:39.610]Never had a chance, never had a chance [01:53.170]Never had a chance, never had a chance [01:58.602][Verse 2: DJ Yella] [01:58.961]What's after? - the little BGs are grown up now [02:01.562]Compton style, raised on the .44 yell and triple beam [02:05.698]Surrounded by all his homies, this is his family now [02:10.786]Ohh mamma! she is still trippin' [02:14.842]Tell her from the flow he been waitin' to die, walkin' dead [02:19.001]You know, he don't respect your ass no more, ***** [02:23.114]I wonder why? [02:25.154]Fifteen years old, tree bird, one last deal [02:29.426]The Place: Compton and Long Beach [02:32.090]The Time: 12:00 Midnight [02:33.857]The Outcome: two to the head (*2 Gun Shots*) [02:36.291]B.G. dead [02:37.883][Hook: Chanting until fade] [02:46.258]Never had a chance, never had a chance [02:59.555]Never had a chance, never had a chance [03:12.804]Never had a chance, never had a chance [03:22.274]
