Luyện nghe bài hát Just Hangin' Out

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

I'm mainly known for the raps
but steal my lyrics like hubcaps
And eat em like stacks of flapjacks like
HEY, and I get busy over traps
While the next man flaps his lids Parkay
I'm skilled in the field, so to the side
I make a cry, cause I can get some shuteye
While he's havin times writin rhymes
So he on my metaphors and dines on my lines
Which is the reason why I to hang 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 goin down
And Joe the Jetta, enables us to get around town
He's a
Other that I'm with Joe, and Burgles
Watchin old Caesar 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 he blends

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

Yo, I'm just out...
with my

I'm hangin out...

And I be up in Mt. Vernon, piecein, with CL and Pete Rock
makin beats that's sharper cleats
With my Griffy Grif the Cafe Black pros
Checkin out
And I with my man Rob Leak
on the of the weak dumb and meek my man's deep
Like the kid the named the rapper Nas
Me and Che money in bars
And I run through like sound
Royal Rich is profound, yellin James Brown
We rush through, up to the and
hustle up a storm in a swarm like we a farm
Nobody can get with the
Cause we're out to shuffle they
without a shadow of a
Flushing to the streets of New York in fact
Freshly dipped off the wack, but not to pan
In the got plans for the night
Everything's right, takin it
Preparin for the Tiffany's to be in
And everyday like a day from the weekend
The pool that ends
(Yo the is the Powerhouse tonight baby
Word I'm with
the Powerhouse
Nah but ain't nuthin at house!
I my house!)
And I like to out and hustle with my friends