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

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

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

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

That was when mad was tall and 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 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 leak and get some 'cause um
be rollin'
We gonna hit the for some brew and some eats 'cause um
Niggas be

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

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

Live as hot as sex use to be at the
Wrong club with 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 would go there, hip hop clubs were so
I like the music anyways and it was hoes there
Was said to have the best but mostly High Park and V hoes
Is who I mess with, the shit was troopin' to the loop

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

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 hook up a hoe while I
be rollin'

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

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 only that would fuck with rap
You was on the shore by yourself stay up your act

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

I thought I was cool my Members only
And a fade wall to wall greens to get
The gray and palmade And soft breasts
As we got we would star crush and bang fags

Go to Marshals and tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would
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, nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' dirty bastard from ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
be rollin'

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