Luyện nghe bài hát Just Hangin' Out

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

I'm mainly for the rough raps
but steal my lyrics like 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 skilled in the field, so slide to the
I make a rapper cry, I can get some shuteye
While havin hard times writin rhymes
So he gnaws on my metaphors and on my lines
Which is the reason why I like to 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 with the Jetta, enables us to get town
He's a
Other than I'm with Joe, and Burgles
old Black Caesar flicks for kicks
Jump in the Wagoner we're 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 like to hang out, and hustle my friends...

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

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 Grif from the Cafe Black
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 the rapper Nas
Me and Che collect in bars
And I run through discotheques sound
Royal Rich is profound, yellin free James
We through, up to the discotheque and
up a storm in a swarm like we bought a farm
Nobody can get the whereabout
Cause out to shuffle they feet
without a shadow of a
From Flushing to the streets of New York in
Freshly off the wack, but not to pan grack
In the got plans for the night
right, takin it light
Preparin for the best to be in
And everyday seems like a day the weekend
The pool that ends
(Yo the science is the tonight baby
Word I'm that
the Powerhouse
Nah but ain't nuthin at house!
I my house!)
And I like to hang out and hustle with my