Luyện nghe bài hát No Pierdo Nada

I got to lose, I'm goin' all out
The deuce never stop, I refuse to by the rules
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 your badge, your 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, stable
Freak niggaz, comin' to to the label
You got to lose, come on choose
away from niggaz that bring down your crew

Whatever it takes, you or break yourself
the wealth or the chance to stay in good health
Sword blade swingin' you off away
And the off the real, straight off the hill
the deal, motherfucker?

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

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

I'm all out, showin' y'all what 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 then I 'em
Put 'em out one day and see, who wanna 'em
As you I'll sting ya, run up and you bitch 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, heat 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)
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)
Lightin' the to the bomb, better run

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

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

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

No worries, set you with flurries and no
Eight million stories in the of furies
Don't get the twist, you 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)
Lightin' the 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 massive once again
Comin' to record shop
this out, we ain't takin' no prisoners
We heads off
And you steppin' at me, you better be all out, baby
This is war, baby, from now the new millennium