Luyện nghe bài hát Just Hangin' Out

I'm just out...
I'm hangin out...

I'm mainly for the rough raps
but kids steal my lyrics hubcaps
And eat em stacks of flapjacks like rugrats
HEY, and I get busy over traps
While the next man flaps his lids Parkay
I'm in the field, so slide to the side
I a rapper cry, cause I can get some shuteye
While he's havin hard times rhymes
So he gnaws on my metaphors and on my lines
Which is the reason why I to hang out and
hustle with my friends, to get from pens
And copiers, so I'm na
To check Drew, a.k.a. Dr. and what's goin down
And Joe the Jetta, enables us to get around town
He's a
Other than I'm with Joe, and Burgles
Watchin old Caesar flicks for kicks
Jump in the we're outta here without an idea where
But usually we up there
I go over K-Cut's block cause raw is what he blends

Check it, and I to hang out, and hustle with my friends...

Yo, I'm hangin out...
my friends

I'm hangin out...

And I be up in Mt. Vernon, piecein, with CL and Pete Rock
makin beats that's sharper than
With my Griffy from the Cafe Black pros
out videos
And I speak my man Rob Leak
on the problems of the weak dumb and my man's deep
Like the kid from the named the Nas
Me and Che money in bars
And I run discotheques like sound
Royal Rich is profound, free James Brown
We rush through, up to the and
hustle up a storm in a swarm like we bought a
Nobody can get with the
Cause we're out to they feet
without a of a doubt
From to the streets of New York in fact
Freshly dipped off the wack, but not to pan
In the apartment got for the night
Everything's right, it light
for the best Tiffany's to be in
And everyday seems like a day the weekend
The that never ends
(Yo the science is the tonight baby
I'm with that
Always the
Nah but ain't nuthin at house!
I my house!)
And I like to hang out and with my friends