Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' To Do

Check it on the one you Com is come (X3)
And it out ha.
1:
My raps do laps tracks and adapts
to any environment I'm the comma comma
I use to pop a willy on my and gray sting ray
that had mags, that is bitches had Gucci bags
And wasn't rock'n looking harder than niggas
Hoes wore that exposed their figures
87 steps in the jam, next the police
fights there would be one, numbers I get at least one
We come to the get together whatever
You wouldn't know how we was, we all didn't sit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your and then step to
The next que, let's do it y'all
That was mad was tall and phat was cold
The of Old Chicago and Fun Town as shorties we run round
Play strike till sun down, but the shit ain't as fun now
And the is all run down, we troop down to Jew Town
Talking cat on some gear, have enough for a Polish and car fair
I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and about who use to cop our

(Who?) Our neighborhood father

I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah,
"Niggas be rollin'" - Ol' Dirty Bastard Protect Ya Neck
Ain't to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I
"Niggas be rollin'"
Gotta make a stop take a and get some chops cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
We gonna hit the streets for brew and some eats cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
2:
I got more then the Manor got folks had style
Since I to McDowl, wearin' boats
And penny yo I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I the rhyme
It's like drops couldn't make our game stop
Skeeter will hit from the spot
Jamal had tore my shit down, get down, put your in motion
the strong survive, whether on the 6 or the 5
Live as hot as sex use to be at the
Ball Club music by Andre Hatchet
Or either Beat Box Ferris at them country parties
Would be hot as hell and house would get "Find a body!"
Sawyers I would go there, hip hop were so rare
I the music anyways and it was always hoes there
Whitney Young and Kenwood was said to have the best chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes Is who I with,
The best shit was troopin' to the with your positions cutting class to get ass but still go the division
(I remember that) Over ya mella's crib his old girl was at work
a spolie on the spread, but sill have some on your shirt

3:
I tuned BMX and taped Farly on the tonemaster
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get home
Then HBK was the only that would fuck with rap
You was on the shaw by yourself cats a say up hat
What you could you make of it, you was a gump they'd take ya
Either fight or break for it, we go to the lake and get
My drink then was Boons and Red
I remember swimming in Avenlon, and peeing in a
I thought I was cool, with my "members only" and a bowl fade, walk to to get the sportin wave pomade, and soft brush,
as we got older we would rush and bang fags
Go to Marshals and tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would call
When I first got my three way callin', I Marsh tryin' to lie
of the original gangbangers, and ain't nobody Chi