Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Nothin to Lose

[b-real]

I got nothin to lose, Im goin all out

The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules

Uptight, when you steppin into the night, right

Pigs comin up and shinin the bright light

Nothin better to do, than fuck with the pride

When you hide behind your badge, your gun and ride

Billy club show me no love, think you above

All the fuss and the locs is rushin in too close

Let me lay it on the table, forget stable

Freak niggaz, comin to slay to the label

You got nothin to lose, come on choose

Stay away from niggaz that bring down your crew

Whatever it takes, you make or break yourself

With the wealth or the chance to stay in good health

Sword blade swingin you back off away

And the track off the real, straight off the hill

What the deal motherfucker?

Chorus: b-real, sen dog

I got nothin to lose (Im goin all out)

Nothin to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out

(Im goin all out) nothin to lose (Im goin all out)

Lightin the fuse to the bomb (better run out)

Nothin to lose (Im goin all out)

Nothin to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out

(Im goin all out) nothin to lose (Im goin all out)

Lightin the fuse to the bomb (better run out)

[sen dog]

Im goin all out, showin yall what Im about

Gettin in your mental, knockin niggaz out

Takin this pencil, across the brain

Aint stoppin there til the rhymes all drained

All out my system, take em, and then I twist em

Put em out one day and see, who wanna diss em

As you fold Ill sting ya, run up and you bitch up

Yall get the picture, just call mr. excitement

Comin with the thunder and lightning

Shit is quite frightening how niggaz keep biting

So I keep the writing, down for the fighting

Cold with the flows, they both quite exciting

And let me take space up, heat your face up

Im goin all out, before the raise up

Chorus

Come on, come on

[b-real]

Im goin all out, nothin to lose, you better roll out

Sold out, niggaz be livin in times run out

In the present smell the prescence of what you stressin

You get sent a lesson aint missin the point blessin

Expression, feelin the tension over the session

The question, fillin your body with intention

Dont mention the profession, keep adressin

The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention

Im goin the fuck out, smith and wesson

You better stall me out, no extension

Only the strong will ever be settin the pace

When you look up Im gone and never left a trace

No worries, set you with flurries and no juries

Eight million stories in the city of furies

Dont get the twist, you listen or get the fist

I got nothin to lose so I gat fools with this

Chorus

[sen dog]

Oh yeah, cypress hill massive once again

Comin to your record shop

Check this out, we aint takin no prisoners

We choppin heads off

And you steppin at me, you better be goin all out baby

This is war baby, from now until the new m-m-mm-mm-millelnium

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Nothin to Lose [b-real] I got nothin to lose, Im goin all out The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules Uptight, when you steppin into the night, right Pigs comin up and shinin the bright light Nothin better to do, than fuck with the pride When you hide behind your badge, your gun and ride Billy club show me no love, think you above All the fuss and the locs is rushin in too close Let me lay it on the table, forget stable Freak niggaz, comin to slay to the label You got nothin to lose, come on choose Stay away from niggaz that bring down your crew Whatever it takes, you make or break yourself With the wealth or the chance to stay in good health Sword blade swingin you back off away And the track off the real, straight off the hill What the deal motherfucker? Chorus: b-real, sen dog I got nothin to lose (Im goin all out) Nothin to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out (Im goin all out) nothin to lose (Im goin all out) Lightin the fuse to the bomb (better run out) Nothin to lose (Im goin all out) Nothin to lose (you gonna fall out) time run out (Im goin all out) nothin to lose (Im goin all out) Lightin the fuse to the bomb (better run out) [sen dog] Im goin all out, showin yall what Im about Gettin in your mental, knockin niggaz out Takin this pencil, across the brain Aint stoppin there til the rhymes all drained All out my system, take em, and then I twist em Put em out one day and see, who wanna diss em As you fold Ill sting ya, run up and you bitch up Yall get the picture, just call mr. excitement Comin with the thunder and lightning Shit is quite frightening how niggaz keep biting So I keep the writing, down for the fighting Cold with the flows, they both quite exciting And let me take space up, heat your face up Im goin all out, before the raise up Chorus Come on, come on [b-real] Im goin all out, nothin to lose, you better roll out Sold out, niggaz be livin in times run out In the present smell the prescence of what you stressin You get sent a lesson aint missin the point blessin Expression, feelin the tension over the session The question, fillin your body with intention Dont mention the profession, keep adressin The real motherfuckers in the crowd pay attention Im goin the fuck out, smith and wesson You better stall me out, no extension Only the strong will ever be settin the pace When you look up Im gone and never left a trace No worries, set you with flurries and no juries Eight million stories in the city of furies Dont get the twist, you listen or get the fist I got nothin to lose so I gat fools with this Chorus [sen dog] Oh yeah, cypress hill massive once again Comin to your record shop Check this out, we aint takin no prisoners We choppin heads off And you steppin at me, you better be goin all out baby This is war baby, from now until the new m-m-mm-mm-millelnium Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Nothin to Lose: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5890.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Hand on the Pump » Cypress Hill - Lick A Shot » Cypress Hill - I Ain`t Goin` Out Like That » Cypress Hill - Muevete (Make a Move) » Cypress Hill - Worldwide » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise » Cypress Hill - Throw Your Hands In The Air (Remix) » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise (Radio Edit) » Cypress Hill - Real Thing » Cypress Hill - Trouble » Cypress Hill - Red, Meth & B » Cypress Hill - Real Estate » Cypress Hill - Wanna Get High » Cypress Hill - Tres Equis » Cypress Hill - cant get the best of me \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - Another Victory » Cypress Hill - Can`t Stop Won`t Stop » Cypress Hill - Audio X » Cypress Hill - Make a Move » Cypress Hill - Hole in the Head Рекомендуем скачать: » Машина Времени - Наш дом » Михаил Сипер, Василий Мешавкин - Туманы » Маша Распутина - Белый мерседес » Ман-ка - Стерпится-слюбится » Мумий Тролль - Страху нет » Мария Фаликман - Ноябрь. Просветления, в общем-то, можно не ждать... » Матвеева Новелла - Костер » Михаил Круг - Красные карманы » Марина Меламед - Флейтист » Марина Самаркина - Ласковая осень... » Михаил Волков - Леший » Михаил Трегер - Первый снег » Марина Самаркина - Спасибо, Господи, за жизнь... » Михаил Сипер - Накопано грунта, нарыто... » Михаил Володин - Старые названья » Михаил Волков - Сон о дальней дороге » Маргарита Егорычева - Свежий ветер несговорчиво затих... » Мария Фаликман - 9 мая 1999 года » Михаил Карпачев - Праздники » Михаил Басаев - Любимой женщине
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