Luyện nghe bài hát No Pierdo Nada

I got nothin' to lose, I'm all out
The never stop, I refuse to play by the rules
Uptight, when you into the night, right
Pigs comin' up and the bright light

Nothin' better to do, fuck with the pride
When you behind your badge, your gun and ride
Billy club show me no love, you above
All the fuss and the locs is in too close

Let me lay it on the table, forget
Freak niggaz, comin' to slay to the
You got to lose, come on choose
Stay away from niggaz that bring down your

Whatever it takes, you make or yourself
With the wealth or the chance to stay in good
Sword blade swingin' you back off
And the off the real, straight off the hill
the deal, motherfucker?

I got nothin' to
(I'm all out)
to lose you gonna fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
to lose
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run out

to lose
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose, you gonna out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run out

I'm all out, showin' y'all what I'm about
Gettin' in your mental, knockin' out
Takin' this pencil, the brain
Ain't there till the rhymes all drained

All out my system, take 'em and I twist 'em
Put 'em out one day and see, who diss 'em
As you I'll sting ya, run up and you bitch up
Y'all get the picture, call Mr. Excitement

Comin' the thunder and lightning
Shit is quite frightening how niggaz biting
So I keep the writing, for the fighting
Cold with the flows, they both exciting
And let me take space up, heat your up
I'm goin' all out, the raise up

I got to lose
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose you gonna out
run out
(I'm all out)
to lose
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run out

Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
to lose, you gonna fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run

Come on, on
I'm all out, nothin' to lose, you better roll out
out, niggaz be livin' in times run out
In the present smell the of what you stressin'
You get a lesson ain't missin' the point blessin'

Expression, feelin' the tension over the
The question, fillin' your body with
mention the profession, keep adressin'
The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay

I'm goin' the out, Smith and Wesson
You better me out, no extension
Only the strong ever be settin' the pace
When you look up I'm gone and never a trace

No worries, set you with and no juries
Eight million in the city of furies
get the twist, you listen or get the fist
I got nothin' to lose so I gat with this

I got nothin' to
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to lose you fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
to lose
(I'm all out)
Lightin' the fuse to the bomb, run out

to lose
(I'm all out)
to lose, you gonna fall out
run out
(I'm all out)
Nothin' to
(I'm all out)
the fuse to the bomb, better run

Oh yeah, Cypress massive once again
Comin' to record shop
Check this out, we takin' no prisoners
We choppin' off
And you steppin' at me, you better be all out, baby
This is war, baby, from now until the new