Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

Check it on the one, you Com is gonna
Check it on the one, you Com is come
Check it on the one, you Com is come
And it out, ha

My raps do laps tracks to the days
The idiot vibin', I'm the comma, comma,
I use to pop the willy on my blue and gray ray
It had maxed, I was bitches that had coochie

Bassum wasn't rollin' Starters, looking harder niggas
Hoes wore clothes exposed their figures
Ain't 7 steps in the jam, the police come
Heist there be one, numbers I would get at least one

We come to the get together whatever
You wouldn't know how it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your and then step to
The next cue, let's do it again,

That was mad was tall and phat was cold
The days of Old and Fun Town and 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 in com fair
I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and think
Who use to cop our
(Who?)
Our father figure

I'm out with my crew, ain't to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' dirty bastard protect ya neck
nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I
Niggas be

Gotta make a stop take a and get some chops 'cause um
Niggas be
We gonna hit the streets for some and some eats 'cause um
Niggas be

I got more rhymes the Manor got folks had style
Since I went to McDowell, boats
And penny know I had the nickel in mines
We use to hoop in my yard but now I the rhyme

It's like rain drops, make our game stop
Skeeter hit from the same spot
Torla my shit down, get down, put your body in motion
Only the strong but on the 6 or the 5

as hot as sex use to be at the Racket
Wrong club music by Andre Hatchet
Or either Beat Box Ferris at them club parties
Would be hot as hell and house stud get, Find a body!

Sawyers, I go there, hip hop clubs were so rare
I like the anyways and it was always hoes there
Was said to have the chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes
Is who I with, the best shit was troopin' to the loop

With your held class crooked ass but still go the division
(I that)
Over Yamela's crib while his old girl was at
Bust a smoothie on the but sill have some on your shirt

I'm out with my crew, nuthin' to do but ah
be rollin'
Ol' dirty from protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
Niggas be

Gotta a stop take a leak and get some chops 'cause um
be rollin'
We gonna hit the for some brew and some eats 'cause um
be rollin'

I tuned into BMX and Farly on the tone master
I took the 6 of the 28 to get home faster
Then HBK was the station that would fuck with rap
You was on the by yourself castin' stay up your act

What you make of it, you was a gump they was takin' shit
fight or break for it, we go to the lake and get full
My there was Boons and Red Bull
I remember swimming in and being in a pool

I thought I was cool with my only
And a bold wall to wall greens to get
The sport gray and And soft breasts
As we got older we would crush and bang fags

Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged niggas
And are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would call
When I first got my way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the gangbangers and ain't nobody shot

I'm out with my crew, nuthin' to do but ah
be rollin'
Ol' bastard from protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I up with a hoe while I
Niggas be

Gotta make a stop take a and get some chops 'cause um
Niggas be
We hit the streets for some brew and some eats 'cause um
be rollin'