Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

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

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

Bassum wasn't rollin' Starters, looking harder niggas
Hoes wore clothes that exposed their
Ain't 7 in the jam, next the police come
Heist there would be one, numbers I get at least 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 your and then step to
The cue, let's do it again, y'all

was when mad was tall and phat was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun Town and shorties we run
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 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 my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' bastard from protect ya neck
Ain't to go, so I hook up with 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 'cause um
Niggas be

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

It's like rain drops, couldn't make our stop
Skeeter will hit from the spot
tore 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 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 best shit was troopin' to the

With 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 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
Niggas be

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

I tuned into BMX and Farly on the tone master
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get faster
Then HBK was the only station that would fuck 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
Either fight or break for it, we go to the and get full
My drink was Boons and Red Bull
I remember swimming in Avenlon and in a pool

I thought I was cool with my Members
And a bold fade wall to wall to get
The gray and palmade And soft breasts
As we got older we would star crush and 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 gangbangers and ain't nobody shot

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
Niggas be

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