Luyện nghe bài hát Notlose

2X]
There's nothing, nothing
There's nothing, no nothing
Won't lose it, lose it
There's nothing but this

My mind is broke, too many lines of
Open mind for beefin, no I'ma choke
to quote somethin you never heard
Pour my when I talk and spit it with every word
We playin no more, sayin no more
No no mourn, on the grind and we came for yours
In a four-double, Billboard
This industry ready for no more rebels
Kill at will, the will to kill
Keep it with steel, these pills'll feel
Proof for poppin, they used to
I take out your block cause my callin
Don't it y'all, I used to brawl
(pop pop, pop) 'Til your fall
Who's involved? They don't do nothin
Whoop style, I make 'em all some'n
Clap the mag up, the gas up
Leave 'em scrapped and up, then wrapped in plastic
Ask the hood, this the classic
Now the yackin bitch and pass the acid, c'mon

King Gordy]
What want right now is a nigga with nothin to lose
- Ohh nothin to
He got no shame in his game the stuff that he do
- Ohh the stuff that he do now
Jump off stage right now start punchin a fool
- Ohh punchin a
Y'ALL BITCH, that's why we ain't witchu!
- We fuckin witchu, no no

Hit the metal with tongues
frontin for the ghetto kissin misfits to hum
Along with red and yellow to munch
Just think before you was never meant to
Forever and dumb, brawl out any day
You heard Slim, we all out "Renagades"
To the end of days, put the scare
Who better than That's a sin to say
Can you this? Y'all swallow shit
Of politics, I the {?} wrist
Taste the motherfuckin dust in laced blunt
the world with me fool nigga like Pacewon
Ain't none slapbox for kicks
box to spit and smack cops with dick
This is narcotics and dark knowledge symbolic
Sin sonic demonic and my heart's
plans, on insanity sands
I'm like damn, too much in me Man
And I got a to chant in enemy land
I'm bustin off on your block like Sam

Uhh, in here with a blunt and a ice cube
Plottin with Satan, to snatch light fuse
Didn't school, I never liked you
I'm burnin while I'm sniffin on this white glue
Fight, dudes, to white fools
Then act cocky, I'm Rocky, shit I might
What I got it I'm it bout it, about it
Lonely in or see Christ without it
is meant to be
Where my father has been has a mystery
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma it up
Gettin drunk, get in clubs and I'm sellin off prescription
And I you Bugz! I'm almost steady now
is here, the world ain't ready now
If you gay you gay, you you straight
You violate in the mistake you make, hey
Are you swallowin? Hey lil' pop
Don't a greasy college to see you drop
Proof the of bars hit the pretty coffin
I'm like a punch (why?) Cause I ain't seen it often
artist, so retarded
Broken hearted, my soul's like a target
And I'm ready to Earth
You step to my death next on my T-shirt

[King
Derty Harry, well well
King Gordy, well
Dirty Dozen, well
Fat Killer, Fat Killer!