Naughty By Nature - Nothing To Lose lyrics

Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Not yet Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) How many n***as gettin' lye tonight? How many n***as gettin' high tonight? Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Na na na na I say fight you holler a quarter day late A dollar short, poppin' more corks and n***as don't get Ya collared court, trife a** Whitney will you motherf**in' mouth, aight And change your life, we'll sell your life, and tape your fat a** tight Must be just the master monk The underhood, the underworld's under man Motherf** bein' understood, long as we understand You can't twist the Treach [unverified] and mix his friends n***as over here don't switch and b**h and bend All eyes on a prize, pimpin' it, and battle a million dollar chance I glance and just take your tip It's that last nine hundred and ninety nine thou' And bowed and thanked the crowd bein' in style And gimme all these boys a while, truth will tell, I ain't have skunk Get 'em tough and guts, smoke from [unverified] and hand Treach Get 'em out of grants that they owe, the top notch Makin blocks flock, don't have to bust shots I got props, I'm warning you like closing doors when cop knocks Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Not yet Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) How many n***as gettin' lye tonight? How many n***as gettin' high tonight? Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Ha, now let me line this n***a up How you soundin' talkin' plain wit' my name, man what the f**? Oh, you don't know, boom, bap, smack and there it is How we dealin' wit' these frustrated n***as in the biz? (What the f** was he freakin'?) I bring some drink in, just for fun They be guzzlin' on gallons of that red a** rum You might as well-a put a motherf**in' bounty on your head 'Cos the drama's for your momma, till your b**h a** dead Let those chickens, I see your mental picture clickin' I know I only make it for the one-night stickin' Phat, I take that back because I was not thinkin' After one piece of my dick, your brain starts shrinkin' How many n***as gettin' lye tonight? How many n***as gettin' high tonight? Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) What? Check it, when the man ain't the man no more We'll see which one of his men will withstand and be the man in the war All that rah rah, I send that a** bye bye After that I fly, I put that on the tatt on my neck, capital I, I Serve those wit' the nerve to test this Step and get'cha records clipped Original is what you kick but I know you better quit You an*lyse my click then go duplicate my sh** Discredit's what you get, 'cos you bit n***as get the hit-low and sh** loads, I flip shows If it goes to Glocks, we didn't have the blocks in your zip code Keep hittin' knockers wit' the showstopper in this industry For they hit us with the Hoffa or Kennedy remedy That's when Vinnie will be Lightin' sh** up brighter than a bicentennial, see we Sick of talkin' sh**, n***as knowin' how we do So if you don't f** with us, we won't have to f** with you (We won't have to f** wit' you) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Jump (Jump) Not yet Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) How many n***as gettin' lye tonight? How many n***as gettin' high tonight? Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up) Jump (Get up)