Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing 2 Lose

Every day is test so all we do is smoke and crack brews
Kid I aint got Nothing 2
There a time in your life that get trife
And forced to pay dues
Kid I aint got Nothing 2
Every day is a test so all we do is smoke weed and crack
Kid I aint got Nothing 2
I seen it all and afford to fall so for all wack crews
Kid I got Nothing 2 Lose

Fame]
What I got to lose when my is gone
So many of my peeps died that my heart torn
Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a ass man
Grippin the and not afraid to let my gun blast
My bitch rather die snake, that is some snake shit to shoot 'em
niggas that know they must salute 'em
I try to hold my head, and on losing my grip
But aint legit, my moms passed that shit
Here I am, 20 years old tryin to make it in a world
Controlled by and gold
Criminals if they aint servin ya, they herbin ya
But I keep heat, the streets told me to murder ya
I got some in the stash for your ass
That'll make a mathematician need a computer for the
you wake it's too scary G, but it don't worry me
Always wonderin if some fool out plottin to me

[Billy
Kid I aint got Nothing 2 Lose, you know the Street Blues
Make my people wanna flip, and fade clips to eat
See we wit nothing to prove Nothing 2 Lose
Never let a chump step on your leather shoes
I see my guns'll rip, in the massacre
I'll see his brains, a shame] so I'm askin ya
Should I how I feel, [yeah] should I be ready to peel [yeah]
Shoud I be grippin steel, [yeah] is it or be killed
To the Death nigga, point blank
Trained to aim, got my top slugs at brain
Life really mean nothing
How could you think about the next day the way niggas be bustin
You crazy, goin out, and blaze the trupor
Firing Squad, raise caine than Cuba [yeah]
Now let them hollow point slugs you jump in the field
Where it's real, we still up and dump, nigga

[Lil
So my man, if you can understand the that we sent you
It's from the government set ups and that we been through
It's ghetto education, simple and
facts that keep me aware and ahead of the game

[Billy
If the ghetto mentality keep you wildin G, then I mad at ya
Still hittin for my in Clinton and Attica
The code of the is to get deep
And to let 'em know you lettin go your heat,