Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing 2 Lose

Every day is test so all we do is smoke and crack brews
Kid I got Nothing 2 Lose
There comes a time in your life get trife
And forced to pay dues
Kid I aint got 2 Lose
Every day is a test so all we do is weed and crack brews
Kid I got Nothing 2 Lose
I seen it all and can't to fall so for all wack crews
Kid I got Nothing 2 Lose

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

[Billy
Kid I aint got 2 Lose, you know the Hill Street Blues
Make my people wanna flip, and fade clips to eat
See we wit nothing to prove have Nothing 2
Never let a chump step on your black shoes
I see my rip, slain in the massacre
see his brains, [that's a shame] so I'm askin ya
Should I feel how I feel, [yeah] should I be ready to peel
Shoud I be grippin steel, [yeah] is it or be killed
To the Death nigga, point range
to aim, got my top slugs at your brain
Life don't really mean
How could you think about the next day the way these niggas be
You crazy, goin out, and I'll the trupor
Firing Squad, more caine than Cuba [yeah]
Now let them hollow point slugs make you in the field
Where it's real, we still walk up and dump,

[Lil
So my man, if you can understand the that we sent you
from the government set ups and shit 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, I aint mad at ya
hittin for my people in Clinton and Attica
The code of the is to get deep
And to let 'em you lettin go your heat, Salute