Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' To Do

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

(Who?) Our father figure

I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah,
"Niggas be rollin'" - Ol' Dirty from Protect Ya Neck
nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I
"Niggas be rollin'"
Gotta a stop take a leak and get some chops cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and eats cause um
"Niggas be rollin'"
2:
I got more rhymes then the Manor got folks had
Since I went to McDowl, boats
And loafers yo I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I the rhyme
It's like rain drops couldn't our game stop
Skeeter will hit from the SAME
had tore my shit down, get down, put your body in motion
Only the strong survive, on the 6 or the 5
as hot as sex use to be at the Racket
Ball Club with music by Hatchet
Or either Beat Box Ferris at them country club
Would be hot as hell and house would get "Find a body!"
Sawyers I go there, hip hop clubs 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 and V hoes Is who I mess with,
The best was troopin' to the loop with your positions cutting class to get ass but still go the division
(I remember that) Over ya mella's crib while his old was at work
Bust a on the spread, but sill have some on your shirt

3:
I tuned into BMX and taped on the tonemaster
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get faster
Then HBK was the station that would fuck with rap
You was on the by yourself cats a say up your hat
What you could you of it, you was a gump they'd take ya shit
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 in a pool
I thought I was cool, with my "members only" and a fade, walk to Walgreen to get the sportin wave pomade, and soft brush,
as we got older we would stalk rush and fags
Go to Marshals and tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I call
When I first got my three way callin', I Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the gangbangers, and ain't nobody Chi