Luyện nghe bài hát Notlose

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

My mind is broke, too many of coke
Open mind for beefin, no reason choke
Time to quote you never heard
my heart when I talk and spit it with every word
We ain't playin no more, no more
No games no mourn, on the and we came for yours
In a four-double, Billboard
industry ain't ready for no more rebels
Kill at will, the will to kill
Keep it with steel, these pills'll feel
Proof for poppin, they to joggin
I take out your block cause my future
Don't it y'all, I used to brawl
(pop pop, pop) 'Til your fall
Who's involved? They don't wanna do
Whoop style, I make 'em all move
the mag up, back the gas up
Leave 'em scrapped and smashed up, then in plastic
Ask the hood, this the classic
Now quit the yackin bitch and the acid, c'mon

King Gordy]
What they want right now is a nigga 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 start punchin a
- Ohh punchin a
Y'ALL BITCH, that's why we ain't witchu!
- We ain't witchu, no no

Hit the with devilistic tongues
Just frontin for the kissin misfits to hum
Along red and yellow biscuits to munch
Just think before you was never to come
Forever and dumb, brawl out any day
You Slim, we some all out "Renagades"
To the end of days, put the scare
Who better than D12? a sin to say
Can you follow this? swallow shit
Of politics, I the {?} wrist
Taste the motherfuckin dust in this blunt
the world with me fool nigga like Pacewon
Ain't none ready for kicks
Pack box to and smack cops with dick
This is narcotics and dark knowledge that's
Sin sonic demonic and my rotted
plans, on insanity sands
I'm damn, too much in me Incredible Man
And I got a Grammy to chant in land
I'm bustin off on your block Yosemity Sam

Uhh, in here with a blunt and a ice cube
Plottin with Satan, to snatch guys fuse
like school, I never liked you
I'm burnin Bibles while I'm sniffin on white glue
Fight, dudes, to white fools
Then act cocky, I'm Rocky, shit I might
What I got it I'm bout it bout it, it
Lonely in or see Christ without it
Victory is to be
Where my father has been has been a
But I don't give a fuck, I'ma it up
drunk, get in clubs and I'm sellin off prescription drugs
And I miss you Bugz! I'm 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 Hey lil' finger pop
Don't a greasy college to see you drop
the king of bars hit the pretty coffin
I'm like a sucker punch (why?) Cause I seen it often
Genius artist, so
Broken hearted, my soul's a open target
And I'm to leave Earth
You step to my next year on my T-shirt

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