Luyện nghe bài hát Summa Tha Time

We blowing up the spot
(Summa the time)
known for fronting, not
(Summa the time)
We give our shows all we got, wreck the and lots play us
the sun because were hot, hot

It's Black Sheep, beep-beep, on your feet
the beat, sweet sweet, got you bopping down the street
Shorts to short-sets, shorties for sex
Forties, my forte Butterfill and Becks

defines Dres, D-R-E-S, no further ado
I charcoal, broil and more than any barbecue
In the breeze like Lenin, listen Im beginning
In Nueva York, better known as dominion

We're back again, smacking beats across your and back
And when you front I'l make you stand out a fat African
Peace to all down south, I know hot as Hades
Love to all the fam-a-lam I in the eghties

Now we're in the Nineties, as months go the hour went
I mint and think of what? Black empowerment
I think wife and black to raise together
I about the winter knowing nothing last forever

In this things happen at the drop of a dime
Some things never happen at all, and yes

(Summa the time)
Im your face like the breeze
(Summa the time)
like I rip the mic to so many degrees
Huh, I'm it in your port, I'm slamming it in your court
Me taking the I'm holding the for'ps, child please

Some of the time I'm my crew, some of the time I'm not
Bouncing down the block, up the spot
But only when it's hot do I see nuff niggas at me
Displaying signs of jealousy, it means still Black With NV

I go by the name of the Sugar Dick Lawnge, ripping the song
Suckers see me, be me but Im creamy and theyre dead wrong
To whom it may concern, yo, even try, kid
Because you see me even if I was your eyelid

When I rhyme for the summertime, I can
more relief from grief than the Icy man
Be it your front yard, your or porch
Like the sun, I'm guaranteed to scorch

I it was about time we dropped the now, oh gosh
We got niggas rolling up than even at the car wash
Yeah, we're here to tan that ass the summer sun
For the nigga that tried to dis us, we he's the dumber one

When you hear the Sheep are be on the lookout
'Cause we more hungry crowds than a cookout

(Summa the time)
I to tour around the world
(Summa the time)
I'm chilling with my girl
I like to wake late for summer sake
Listen to the fat beats, we make and chill on a break

It's the summer blitz, with pretty lips
Bros with or without doe for hits
Yo, microphone one, be no other heap topping
I rock a flock and mock, Sheep, rocking

Sonny, can you me? Honey, I be fly
Money making, really a ribbon in the sky
For One Love, I'm my diction less the fiction
Non-believers me hiking and fishing

Now I them like a Viking
Wildstyle, summer in Astoria
Way back my peoples made Ajax join the
Back when park found me trying to see the band

parties in the center saw DJs as the man
A bird, a plane, feel the changing lanes
I put a in your veins, even on a crowded train
Im cool, more than Morris dropping time

Less legit for some ones in ninety nine
Since a time ago, Im getting mine
Put the 'genuine' in genuine, son, I

(Summa the time)
I'm taking respect, do you
(Summa the time)
I'm whyling with my boy Papi
I'm with the Lawnge one running, ripping up
Until the summer that we flex, says it's time to chill
(Summa the time)