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 - rock superstar2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - Boom Biddy Bye Bye » Cypress Hill - Red Light Visions » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise 12" » Cypress Hill - Muevete (Make a Move) » Cypress Hill - Trouble » Cypress Hill - The Last Assassin » Cypress Hill - Loco En El Coco » Cypress Hill - Steel Magnolia » Cypress Hill - Stoned is the Way of the Walk » Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Get Out of My Head » Cypress Hill - Ready to Die » Cypress Hill - Hits From The Bong (T-Ray’s Mix) » Cypress Hill - III (Temples of Boom) » Cypress Hill - Can`t Stop Won`t Stop » Cypress Hill - Prelude to a Come Up » Cypress Hill - L.I.F.E » Cypress Hill - Los Grandes Exitos en Espaсol » Cypress Hill - Riot Starter Рекомендуем скачать: » Розенбаум Александр - ВЕЧЕРНЯЯ ЗАСТОЛЬНАЯ » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Осень » Руслан Курик - Песня ангела » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Поверишь ли » РњР°РєSРёРј - РћС‚РїСѓСЃРєР°СЋ » Руки Вверх - Эни-бени » Радиокафе - Гости » Роланд Аблотия - Музыка Баха » Рефлекс, Reflex - Встречай новый день без меня » Руки Вверх - Маленькие девочки » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РџРµС‡Р°Р»СЊРЅС‹Р№ Р’РµС‚РµСЂ » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Открытье зрело не нарочно » Раиса Абельская - Декретная » Русский размер - Вот так » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р¤СѓС‚Р±РѕР» » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РљРѕСЂРѕР±РµР№РЅРёРєРё » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РўРµС‡РµС‚ Р СѓС‡РµР№ » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Вы где-то есть, Вы » Раиса Нурмухаметова, Юрий Левитанский - Попытка к утешению » Руки Вверх - Полечу за тобой
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