Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing To Lose

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How many niggas gettin' lye
How many niggas gettin' tonight?

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Na na na na
I say fight you a quarter day late
A dollar short, poppin' more and niggas don't get
Ya collared court, trife ass Whitney will you mouth, aight
And change your life, we'll sell your life, and tape your fat ass

Must be just the master
The underhood, the under man
Motherfuck understood, long as we understand
You can't the Treach [unverified] and mix his friends
Niggas here don't switch and bitch and bend

All eyes on a prize, pimpin' it, and battle a million chance
I glance and just take tip
It's that nine hundred and ninety nine thou'
And bowed and thanked the crowd bein' in
And gimme all these boys a while, will tell, I ain't have skunk

Get 'em tough and guts, from [unverified] and hand Treach
Get 'em out of grants that owe, the top notch
Makin blocks flock, have to bust shots
I got props, I'm warning you like closing doors when cop

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How many niggas gettin' lye
How many niggas high tonight?

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Ha, now let me line nigga up
How you talkin' plain wit' my name, man what the fuck?
Oh, you don't know, boom, bap, smack and it is
How we dealin' wit' these frustrated niggas in the
(What the was he freakin'?)

I bring some in, just for fun
They be guzzlin' on gallons of red ass rum
You might as put a motherfuckin' bounty on your head
the drama's for your momma, till your bitch ass dead

Let those chickens, I see your mental picture
I I only make it for the one-night stickin'
Phat, I take that because I was not thinkin'
one piece of my dick, your brain starts shrinkin'

How many niggas lye tonight?
How niggas gettin' high tonight?

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What? it, when the man ain't the man no more
We'll see which one of his men withstand and be the man in the war
All that rah rah, I send ass bye bye
After that I fly, I put that on the tatt on my neck, I, I

Serve those wit' the nerve to test
Step and get'cha clipped
Original is what you kick but I know you quit
You analyse my click go duplicate my shit
Discredit's you get, 'cos you bit

Niggas get the and shit loads, I flip shows
If it goes to Glocks, we have the blocks in your zip code
Keep hittin' knockers wit' the showstopper in this
For they hit us with the or Kennedy remedy

That's Vinnie will be
Lightin' shit up brighter a bicentennial, see we
Sick of talkin' shit, niggas how we do
So if you don't with us, we won't have to fuck with you
(We won't have to fuck you)

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How many gettin' lye tonight?
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