Nothing to Lose movie

Nothing to Lose movie - Nothing to Lose lyrics

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Song by Naughty By Nature<br /><br>

Intro/Chorus:<br>

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Jump (jump) jump (jump) jump (jump) jump (jump) jump (jump)<br>

Not yet.......<br>

Jump (get up) jump (get up) jump (get up) jump (get up) jump (get up)<br>

How many niggas gettin lye tonight?<br>

How many niggas gettin high tonight?<br>

Jump (get up) jump (get up) jump (get up) jump (get up) jump (get up)<br>

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Verse 1: Treach<br>

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Na na na na<br>

I say fight you holler a quarter day late<br>

A dollar short, poppin more corks and niggas don't get<br>

ya collared court, trife ass Whitney will you motherfuckin mouth, aight<br>

And change your life, we'll sell your life, and tape your fat ass tight<br>

Must be just the master monk<br>

The underhood, the underworld's under man<br>

Motherfuck bein understood, long as we understand<br>

You can't twist the Treach ????? and mix his friends<br>

Niggas over here don't switch and bitch and bend<br>

All eyes on a prize, pimpin it, and battle a million dollar chance<br>

I glance and just take your tip<br>

It's that last nine hundred and ninety nine thou'<br>

and bowed and thanked the crowd bein in style<br>

And gimme all these boys a while, truth will tell, I ain't have skunk<br>

Get em tough and guts, smoke from *?stoge?* and hand Treach<br>

Get em out of grants that they owe, the top notch<br>

Makin blocks flock, don't have to bust shots<br>

I got props, I'm warning you like closing doors when cop knocks<br>

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Chorus<br>

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Verse 2: Vin Rock<br>

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Ha<br>

Now let me line this nigga up<br>

How you soundin talkin plain wit my name, man what the fuck?<br>

Oh, you don't know, BOOM BAP SMACK AND THERE IT IS<br>

How we dealin wit these frustrated niggas in the biz?<br>

(What the fuck was he freakin?)<br>

I bring some drink in, just for fun<br>

They be guzzlin on gallons of that red ass rum<br>

You might as well-a put a motherfuckin bounty on your head<br>

Cos the drama's for your momma, till your bitch ass dead<br>

(Let those) chickens, I see your mental picture clickin<br>

I, know I only make it for the one-night stickin<br>

Phat, I take that back because I was not thinkin<br>

After one piece of my dick, your brain starts shrinkin<br>

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How many niggas gettin lye tonight?<br>

How many niggas gettin high tonight?<br>

Jump (get up), jump (get up), jump (get up), jump (get up), jump (get up)<br>

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Verse 3: Treach, Vin Rock<br>

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What? Check it, when the man ain't the man no more<br>

We'll see which one of his men will withstand and be the man in the war<br>

All that RAH RAH, I send that ass BYE BYE<br>

After that I FLY, I put that on the tatt on my neck, capital I-I<br>

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Serve those wit the nerve to test this<br>

Step and get'cha records clipped<br>

Original is what you kick but I know you better quit<br>

You analyse my click then go duplicate my shit<br>

Discredit's what you get, cos you bit<br>

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Niggas get the hit-low, and shit loads, I flip shows<br>

If it goes to Glocks, we didn't have the blocks in your zip code<br>

Keep hittin knockers wit the showstopper in this industry<br>

For they hit us with the Hoffa or Kennedy remedy<br>

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That's when Vinnie will be<br>

lightin shit up brighter than a bicentennial, see we<br>

sick of talkin shit, niggas knowin how we do<br>

So if you don't fuck with us, we won't have to fuck with you<br>

(We won't have to fuck wit you)<br>

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Chorus <br>

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