Luyện nghe bài hát Notlose

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There's nothing, there's
nothing, no there's nothing
Won't lose it, can't it
There's nothing but this

My is broke, too many lines of coke
Open mind for beefin, no reason choke
Time to quote you never heard
Pour my heart when I talk and spit it with every
We playin no more, sayin no more
No games no mourn, on the grind and we for yours
In a four-double, Billboard
This industry ready for no more rebels
Kill at will, with the to kill
it real with steel, these pills'll feel
Proof for poppin, they to joggin
I take out your block cause my callin
Don't confuse it y'all, I to brawl
(pop pop, pop) your producer fall
Who's involved? don't wanna do nothin
Whoop style, I 'em all move some'n
the mag up, back the gas up
Leave 'em and smashed up, then wrapped in plastic
Ask the hood, the platinum classic
Now quit the bitch and pass the acid, c'mon

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

Hit the metal with tongues
Just for the ghetto kissin misfits to hum
Along with red and yellow biscuits to
Just before you was never meant to come
Forever and dumb, brawl out any day
You Slim, we some all out "Renagades"
To the end of days, put the away
Who better than That's a sin to say
Can you follow Y'all swallow shit
Of politics, I the {?} wrist
Taste the motherfuckin dust in this blunt
Take the world with me nigga like Pacewon
none ready slapbox for kicks
Pack box to spit and smack cops with
is narcotics and dark knowledge that's symbolic
Sin sonic and my heart's rotted
Make plans, on insanity
I'm damn, too much in me Incredible Man
And I got a to chant in enemy land
I'm off on your block like Yosemity Sam

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

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