Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

Check it on the one, you Com is come
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 around tracks to the days
The idiot vibin', I'm the comma, comma,
I use to pop the willy on my 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
7 steps in the jam, next the police come
Heist there would be one, numbers I would get at one

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

That was when mad was and phat was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun and shorties we run 'round
strike outs 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 in com fair
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
be rollin'
Ol' bastard from protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
be rollin'

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

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

It's like rain drops, make our game stop
Skeeter will hit from the spot
Torla tore my shit down, get down, put your body in
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 Ferris at country club parties
Would be hot as hell and house stud would get, a body!

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

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

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

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

I tuned into BMX and taped Farly on the tone
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get faster
Then HBK was the only station that fuck with rap
You was on the by yourself castin' 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 with my Members only
And a bold fade wall to greens to get
The gray and palmade And soft breasts
As we got older we star crush and bang fags

Go to and change tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I call
When I first got my way callin', I caught 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 from protect ya
Ain't to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I
Niggas be

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