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

I got to lose, I'm goin' all out
The never stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, you steppin' into the night, right
Pigs comin' up and shinin' the light
better to do, than fuck with the pride
When you hide behind your badge, your gun and
Billy show me no love, think you above
All the fuss and the locs is rushin' in too

Let me lay it on the table, stable
Freak niggaz, comin' to slay to the
You got nothin' to lose, come on
Stay from niggaz that bring down your crew
Whatever it takes, you or break yourself
With the wealth or the chance to in good health
Sword blade swingin' you off away
And the track off the real, off the Hill
the deal motherfucker?

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

I'm all out, showin' y'all what I'm about
Gettin' in your mental, niggaz out
Takin' pencil, across the brain
Ain't there 'til 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 I'll ya, run up and you bitch up

Y'all get the picture, just Mr. Excitement
Comin' with the and lightning
Shit is quite how niggaz keep biting
So I the writing, down for the fighting
Cold with the flows, they quite exciting
And let me take space up, heat face up
I'm goin' all out, the raise up

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

I'm goin' all out, nothin' to lose, you better out
Sold out, niggaz be livin' in run out
In the present smell the of what you stressin'
You get sent a ain't missin' the point blessin'
Expression, feelin' the tension the session
The question, your body with intention
mention the profession, keep addressin'
The motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention

I'm the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You stall me out, no extension
Only the strong ever be settin' the pace
When you look up I'm gone and left a trace
No worries, set you flurries and no juries
Eight million in the city of furies
Don't get the twist, you listen or get the
I got nothin' to so I gat fools with this

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

Oh yeah, Cypress massive once again
to your record shop
Check out, we ain't takin' no prisoners
We heads off
And you steppin' at me, you better be goin' all out
This is war baby, from now until the new