Luyện nghe bài hát Just Hangin' Out

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

I'm mainly known for the rough
but steal my lyrics like hubcaps
And eat em like of flapjacks like rugrats
HEY, and I get busy over unknown
While the next man flaps his lids Parkay
I'm in the field, so slide 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
with my friends, to get away from pens
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 town
a clown
Other than that I'm with Joe, and
Watchin old Black flicks for kicks
Jump in the Wagoner we're outta here an idea where
But we wind up there
I go over K-Cut's cause raw cuts is what he blends

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

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

I'm hangin out...

And I be up in Mt. Vernon, piecein, with CL and Pete Rock
makin that's sharper than cleats
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 meek my deep
Like the kid from the named the Nas
Me and Che collect in bars
And I run discotheques like sound
Royal Rich is profound, yellin free Brown
We through, up to the discotheque and
hustle up a storm in a swarm we bought a farm
Nobody can get with the
we're out to shuffle they feet
without a of a doubt
From Flushing to the of New York in fact
Freshly off the wack, but not to pan grack
In the got plans for the night
Everything's right, it light
for the best Tiffany's to be in
And everyday like a day from the weekend
The pool never ends
(Yo the is the Powerhouse tonight baby
Word I'm that
Always the
Nah but nuthin at your house!
I my house!)
And I like to hang out and hustle with my