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, when you steppin' the night, right
Pigs comin' up and shinin' the bright
better to do, than fuck with the pride
When you hide behind your badge, your gun and
Billy Club show me no love, think you
All the fuss and the locs is rushin' in too

Let me lay it on the table, forget
niggaz, comin' to slay to the label
You got nothin' to lose, come on
away 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 back off
And the track off the real, straight off the
What the motherfucker?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh yeah, Cypress Hill massive again
Comin' to your shop
this out, we ain't takin' no prisoners
We choppin' off
And you steppin' at me, you better be all out baby
This is war baby, from now the new millennium