Luyện nghe bài hát No Pierdo Nada

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

better to do, than fuck with the pride
When you hide behind your badge, gun and ride
club show me no love, think you above
All the fuss and the locs is in too close

Let me lay it on the table, forget
Freak niggaz, to slay to the label
You got nothin' to lose, come on
Stay away from that bring down your crew

Whatever it takes, you make or 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 you gonna 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 fall 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 I'm about
Gettin' in mental, knockin' niggaz out
Takin' this pencil, the brain
Ain't stoppin' till 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 sting ya, run up and you up
get the picture, just call Mr. Excitement

Comin' the thunder and lightning
is quite frightening how niggaz keep biting
So I keep the writing, for the fighting
Cold the flows, they both quite exciting
And let me take space up, your face up
I'm goin' all out, the raise up

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

Come on, on
I'm goin' all out, nothin' to lose, you roll out
out, niggaz be livin' in times run out
In the present smell the presence of what you
You get sent a lesson missin' the point blessin'

Expression, feelin' the over the session
The question, fillin' body with intention
mention the profession, keep adressin'
The motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention

I'm goin' the fuck out, and Wesson
You better me out, no extension
Only the strong will ever be settin' the
you look up I'm gone and never left a trace

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

I got nothin' to
(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

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

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