Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin' to Lose

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

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

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

Whatever it takes, you or break yourself
With the wealth or the chance to stay in good
Sword swingin' 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 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)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run out

I'm goin' all out, showin' y'all what I'm
Gettin' in mental, knockin' niggaz out
this pencil, across the brain
Ain't there 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 sting ya, run up and you bitch up
get the picture, just call Mr. Excitement

Comin' the thunder and lightning
Shit is quite frightening how niggaz biting
So I keep the writing, down for the
with the flows, they both quite exciting
And let me take space up, heat your up
I'm all out, before 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 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, nothin' to lose, you better out
Sold out, be livin' in times run out
In the present the presence of what you stressin'
You get sent a lesson ain't missin' the blessin'

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

I'm the fuck out, Smith and Wesson
You better me out, no extension
Only the strong ever be settin' the pace
When you look up I'm gone and left a trace

No worries, set you with flurries and no
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 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)
Lightin' the to the bomb, better run

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