Luyện nghe bài hát Summa Tha Time

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

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

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

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

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

In this world happen at the drop of a dime
Some things happen at all, and yes yall

(Summa the time)
Im hitting face like the breeze
(Summa the time)
It's like I rip the mic to so many
Huh, I'm docking it in your port, I'm slamming it in court
Me taking the shorts? I'm holding the for'ps, please

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

I go by the name of the Sugar Dick Daddy Lawnge, the song
Suckers see me, wanna be me but Im and theyre dead wrong
To whom it may concern, yo, even try, kid
Because you couldn't see me if I was your eyelid

I rhyme for the summertime, believe I can
Bring more relief grief than the Icy man
Be it your front yard, stoop or porch
Like the Kackalackan sun, I'm 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, here to tan that ass like the summer sun
For the nigga that to dis us, we know he's the dumber one

When you the Sheep are rocking be on the lookout
we gather more hungry crowds than a cookout

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

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

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

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

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

Less legit hits for some ones in ninety
a long time ago, Im getting mine
Put the in genuine, son, I shine

(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 skill that we flex, says it's to chill
(Summa the time)