Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin' to Lose

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

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

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

Whatever it takes, you make or yourself
With the wealth or the to stay in good health
Sword blade swingin' you back off
And the track off the real, straight off the
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 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 out

I'm all out, showin' y'all what I'm about
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, just Mr. Excitement

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

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

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 fuse to the bomb, run

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

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

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

No worries, set you flurries and no juries
Eight stories in the city of furies
Don't get the twist, you 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 fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
to lose
(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)
to lose
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the to the bomb, better run

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