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 gonna
And it out, ha

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

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

We come to the get with whatever
You know how deep it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your and then step to
The next cue, do it again, y'all

That was mad was tall and phat was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun Town and we run 'round
Play strike outs till sun but the shit ain't as fun now
And the is all run down, we troop down to Jew Town

Talking cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish in com
I stare, at what use to be and think about
Who use to cop our
(Who?)
Our neighborhood figure

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

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

I got rhymes then the Manor got folks had style
Since I to McDowell, wearin' boats
And penny loafers know I had the in mines
We use to in my yard but now I dribble the rhyme

It's like drops, couldn't 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 with music by Andre
Or either Beat Box at them country club parties
Would be hot as and house stud would get, Find a body!

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

With positions 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 spread but sill have on your shirt

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

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

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

What you could make of it, you was a 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 Members
And a fade wall to wall greens to get
The sport gray and palmade And breasts
As we got older we would star crush and fags

Go to Marshals and tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, one I would call
When I first got my three way callin', I Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers and nobody shot

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

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