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

I got to lose, I'm goin' all out
The deuce never stop, I to play by the rules
Uptight, when you into the night, right
Pigs comin' up and the bright light
Nothin' better to do, fuck with the pride
When you behind your badge, your gun and ride
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, 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 stay in health
Sword blade swingin' you off away
And the track off the real, straight off the
the deal motherfucker?

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

I'm goin' all out, showin' what I'm about
in your mental, knockin' niggaz out
Takin' this pencil, across the
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
with the flows, they both quite exciting
And let me take space up, heat your 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
to lose
Nothin' to lose, run out
Nothin' to
Lightin' the fuse to the
on, come on

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

I'm the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You stall me out, no extension
Only the strong will ever be settin' the
When you look up I'm and never left a trace
No worries, set you flurries 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 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 to the bomb

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