Luyện nghe bài hát Just Hangin' Out

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

I'm mainly known for the rough
but kids steal my lyrics like
And eat em like of flapjacks like rugrats
HEY, and I get over unknown traps
While the man flaps his lids like Parkay
I'm skilled in the field, so slide to the
I make a rapper cry, cause I can get shuteye
he's havin hard times writin rhymes
So he gnaws on my metaphors and dines on my
Which is the reason why I like to out and
hustle with my friends, to get away from
And copiers, so I'm na
To check Drew, a.k.a. Dr. Butcher and what's down
And Joe with the Jetta, enables us to get around
He's a
Other than that I'm Joe, and Burgles
Watchin old Black flicks for kicks
in the Wagoner we're outta here without an idea where
But we wind up there
I go over K-Cut's block cause raw cuts is what he

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, CL Smooth and Pete Rock
makin beats sharper than cleats
With my Griffy from the Cafe Black pros
Checkin out
And I speak with my man Rob
on the problems of the weak and meek my man's deep
the kid from the named the rapper Nas
Me and Che collect in bars
And I run discotheques like sound
Royal is profound, yellin free James Brown
We rush through, up to the and
hustle up a storm in a like we bought a farm
Nobody can get the whereabout
Cause we're out to shuffle they
a shadow of a doubt
From Flushing to the of New York in fact
Freshly dipped off the wack, but not to pan
In the apartment got for the night
right, takin it light
Preparin for the Tiffany's to be in
And everyday seems like a day from the
The pool that ends
(Yo the science is the Powerhouse tonight
Word I'm that
the Powerhouse
Nah but ain't at your house!
I my house!)
And I like to hang out and with my friends