Nothin 2 Lose-C-Loc

Nothin 2 Lose - C-Loc Every day is test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose Every day is a test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose What I got to lose when my pops is gone So many of my peers died that my heart been torn Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a young a** man Grippin' the trigga and not afraid to let my gun blast My b**ch rather die than snake, that is some snake sh*t to shoot 'em Real niggas that know they must salute 'em I try to hold my head, and keep on losing my grip But things ain't legit, my moms passed that sh*t Here I am, 20 years old tryin' to make it in a material world Controlled by cash and gold Criminals schemin' if they ain't servin' ya, they herbin' ya But I keep heat, 'cuz the streets told me to murder ya I got some sh*t in the stash for your a** That'll make a mathematician need a computer for the aftermath Since you wake it's too scary G, but it don't worry me Always wonderin' if some fool out plottin' to bury me Every day is test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose Every day is a test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose, you know the Hill Street blues Make my people wanna flip, and fade they clips to eat See we wit nothing to prove have nothing 2 lose Never let a chump step on your black leather shoes I see my guns'll rip, slain in the massacre I'll see his brains, that's a shame so I'm askin' ya Should I feel how I feel, should I be ready to peel Shoud I be grippin' steel, is it kill or be killed To the death ni**a, point blank range Trained to aim, got my top slugs at your brain Life don't really mean nothing How could you think about the next day The way these niggas be bustin' You crazy, goin' out, and I'll blaze the trupor Firing Squad, raise more caine than Cuba Now let them hollow point slugs make you jump in the field Where it's real, we still walk up and dump, ni**a Every day is test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose Every day is a test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose So my man, if you can understand the sh*t that we sent you It's from the government set ups and sh*t that we been through It's ghetto education, simple and plain Some facts that keep me aware and ahead of the game If the ghetto mentality keep you wildin' G, then I ain't mad at ya Still hittin' for my people in Clinton and Attica The code of the street is to get deep And to let 'em know you lettin' go your heat, salute Every day is test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose There comes a time in your life that get trife And you're forced to pay dues Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose Every day is a test so all we do is smoke w**d and crack brews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose I seen it all and can't afford to fall so for all wack crews Kid I ain't got nothing 2 lose