Nothing 2 Lose Lyrics - M.o.p.

Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed 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 weed 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 peeps died that my heart been torn 

Too much pressure, stress ya, that's why I'm a young ass man 

Grippin the trigga and not afraid to let my gun blast 

My big Brother died from snakes, that is some snake shit to shoot 'em 

Real niggas that knew him 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 it 

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 shit in the stash for your ass 

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 weed 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 weed 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 seen my brother Rick slain in the massacre 

I'll see his brains, [that's a shame] so I'm askin ya 

Should I feel how I feel, [yeah] should I be ready to peel [yeah] 

Shoud I be grippin steel, [yeah] is it kill or be killed 

To the Death nigga, 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 [yeah] 

Now let them hollow point slugs make you jump in the field 

Where it's real, we still walk up and dump, nigga 

Every day is test so all we do is smoke weed 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 weed 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 shit that we sent you 

It's from the government set ups and shit 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 weed 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 weed 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