Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing To Lose

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

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

be just the master monk
The underhood, the underworld's man
Motherfuck understood, long as we understand
You can't twist the Treach and mix his friends
Niggas here don't switch and bitch and bend

All eyes on a prize, pimpin' it, and battle a dollar chance
I glance and just take tip
It's that last nine and ninety nine thou'
And bowed and thanked the bein' in style
And gimme all these boys a while, truth will tell, I have skunk

Get 'em and guts, smoke from [unverified] and hand Treach
Get 'em out of grants that they owe, the top
blocks flock, don't have to bust shots
I got props, I'm warning you like closing doors cop knocks

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How many niggas gettin' lye
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Ha, now let me this nigga up
How you soundin' talkin' plain my name, man what the fuck?
Oh, you know, boom, bap, smack and there 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 of that red ass rum
You might as well-a put a motherfuckin' on your head
'Cos the for your momma, till your bitch ass dead

Let those chickens, I see your mental clickin'
I know I only it for the one-night stickin'
Phat, I take back because I was not thinkin'
After one piece of my dick, your starts shrinkin'

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

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

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

Niggas get the and shit loads, I flip shows
If it to Glocks, we didn't have the blocks in your zip code
Keep hittin' knockers wit' the showstopper in this
For they hit us the Hoffa or Kennedy remedy

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

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