Luyện nghe bài hát No Pierdo Nada

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

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

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

Whatever it takes, you make or yourself
the wealth or the chance to stay in good health
Sword blade you back off away
And the track off the real, straight off the
What the deal,

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)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, 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)
Lightin' the to the bomb, better run out

I'm goin' all out, showin' y'all what I'm
Gettin' in your mental, knockin' out
Takin' this pencil, across the
Ain't stoppin' there the rhymes all drained

All out my system, take 'em and I twist '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 keep the writing, down for the
Cold with the flows, they both quite
And let me space up, heat 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)
to lose
(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)
to lose
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run

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

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

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

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 lose so I gat fools with

I got 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

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

Oh yeah, Hill massive once again
Comin' to your shop
Check this out, we takin' no prisoners
We choppin' off
And you steppin' at me, you better be goin' all out,
This is war, baby, now until the new millennium