Luyện nghe bài hát No Pierdo Nada

I got nothin' to lose, I'm all out
The deuce never stop, I to play by the rules
Uptight, when you steppin' the night, right
Pigs comin' up and the bright light

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 and the locs is rushin' in too close

Let me lay it on the table, stable
niggaz, comin' to slay to the label
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 in good health
Sword blade you back off away
And the off the real, straight off the hill
the deal, motherfucker?

I got to lose
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose you fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run out

to lose
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose, you gonna out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run out

I'm goin' all out, showin' y'all what I'm
in your mental, knockin' niggaz out
Takin' pencil, across the brain
Ain't stoppin' there 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 I'll sting ya, run up and you bitch up
Y'all get the picture, call Mr. Excitement

Comin' with the thunder and
is quite frightening how niggaz keep biting
So I keep the writing, down for the
Cold with the flows, they quite exciting
And let me take space up, heat face up
I'm goin' all out, before the up

I got nothin' to
(I'm all out)
to lose you gonna fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
to lose
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run out

Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose, you gonna out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the to the bomb, better run

Come on, on
I'm all out, nothin' to lose, you better roll out
Sold out, be livin' in times run out
In the smell the presence of what you stressin'
You get sent a ain't missin' the point blessin'

Expression, feelin' the tension the session
The question, fillin' your with intention
Don't mention the profession, adressin'
The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay

I'm the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You stall me out, no extension
Only the will ever be settin' the pace
When you look up I'm and never left a trace

No worries, set you with flurries and no
Eight stories in the city of furies
get the twist, you listen or get the fist
I got nothin' to lose so I gat fools with

I got to lose
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose you fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run out

Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose, you gonna out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run

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