Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

Check it on the one, you Com is come
Check it on the one, you Com is gonna
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 on my blue and gray sting ray
It had maxed, I was bitches that had coochie

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

We come to the get together whatever
You wouldn't how deep it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink 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 down but the ain't as fun now
And the city is all run down, we troop down to Jew

Talking cat down on some gear, have for a Polish in com fair
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
nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe while I
Niggas be

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

I got more then the Manor got folks had style
Since I went to McDowell, wearin'
And loafers 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 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
club with music by Andre Hatchet
Or either Beat Box Ferris at them country parties
Would be hot as and house stud would 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 best chicks but mostly High 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 Yamela's crib his old girl was at work
Bust a smoothie on the but sill have some on your shirt

I'm out my crew, ain't 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 leak and get chops 'cause um
be rollin'
We gonna hit the streets for brew and some eats 'cause um
Niggas be

I tuned into BMX and taped Farly on the master
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 shore by yourself castin' up your act

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

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

Go to Marshals and change tags, I nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, one I would call
I first got my three way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers and ain't shot

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 hook up with a hoe I
be rollin'

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