Luyện nghe bài hát No Pierdo Nada

I got to lose, I'm goin' all out
The deuce stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you into the night, right
comin' up and shinin' the bright light

Nothin' better to do, than fuck 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 to the label
You got to lose, come on choose
Stay away from niggaz that bring your crew

Whatever it takes, you make or break
With the wealth or the chance to stay in health
blade swingin' you back off away
And the track off the real, straight off the
What the deal,

I got nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to you gonna fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the 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)
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
this pencil, across the brain
Ain't stoppin' till the rhymes all drained

All out my system, take 'em and then I 'em
Put 'em out one day and see, who wanna 'em
As you fold I'll ya, run up and you bitch up
Y'all get the picture, just call Mr.

with the thunder and lightning
Shit is frightening how niggaz keep biting
So I the writing, down 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 fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the to the bomb, better run out

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

Come on, 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 of what you stressin'
You get a lesson ain't missin' the point blessin'

Expression, feelin' the tension over the
The question, fillin' your body with
Don't mention the profession, keep
The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay

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

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

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

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