Luyện nghe bài hát Goin' All Out, Nothin' to Lose

I got to lose, I'm goin' all out
The deuce stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you steppin' into the night,
Pigs up and shinin' the bright light
Nothin' better to do, than fuck with the
When you hide behind badge, your gun and ride
Billy Club show me no love, you above
All the and the locs is rushin' in too close

Let me lay it on the table, stable
Freak niggaz, comin' to slay to the
You got to lose, come on choose
Stay away from niggaz that bring down crew
it takes, you make or break yourself
With the wealth or the chance to stay in health
Sword blade swingin' you back off
And the track off the real, straight off the
What the motherfucker?

I got nothin' to
to lose, time run out
Nothin' to
Lightin' the fuse to the
to lose
Nothin' to lose, run out
Nothin' to
the fuse to the bomb

I'm goin' all out, showin' y'all I'm about
in your mental, knockin' niggaz out
Takin' this pencil, the brain
Ain't stoppin' there the rhymes all drained
All out my system, take 'em, and I twist 'em
Put 'em out one day and see, who diss 'em
As you fold sting ya, run up and you bitch up

get the picture, just call Mr. Excitement
Comin' with the thunder and
Shit is quite frightening how keep biting
So I the writing, down for the fighting
Cold with the flows, they both exciting
And let me take up, heat your face up
I'm all out, before the raise up

I got nothin' to
Nothin' to lose, run out
Nothin' to
Lightin' the fuse to the
Nothin' to
to lose, time run out
Nothin' to
Lightin' the to the bomb
on, come on

I'm goin' all out, nothin' to lose, you roll out
Sold out, niggaz be livin' in run out
In the present smell the presence of what you
You get a lesson ain't missin' the point blessin'
Expression, feelin' the over the session
The question, fillin' your with intention
Don't the profession, keep addressin'
The motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention

I'm goin' the fuck out, and Wesson
You better me out, no extension
Only the will ever be settin' the pace
When you look up I'm gone and never a trace
No worries, set you with and no juries
million stories in the city of furies
Don't get the twist, you listen or get the
I got nothin' to lose so I gat fools with

I got to lose
to lose, time run out
Nothin' to
Lightin' the to the bomb
Nothin' to
to lose, time run out
Nothin' to
the fuse to the bomb

Oh yeah, Cypress Hill massive again
Comin' to your shop
Check this out, we takin' no prisoners
We choppin' off
And you steppin' at me, you better be goin' all out
is war baby, from now until the new millennium