Luyện nghe bài hát Summa Tha Time

We like up the spot
(Summa the time)
We're for fronting, not
(Summa the time)
We give our shows all we got, wreck the stage and play us
Like the sun because hot, hot

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

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

We're again, smacking beats across your head and back
And when you I'l make you stand out like 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 in the Nineties, as months go where the hour went
I stack and think of what? Black empowerment
I think wife and child to raise together
I think about the winter knowing nothing forever

In world things happen at the drop of a dime
things never happen at all, and yes yall

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

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

I go by the of the Sugar Dick Daddy Lawnge, ripping the song
Suckers see me, be me but Im creamy and theyre dead wrong
To whom it may concern, yo, dont 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 front yard, your stoop or porch
Like the Kackalackan sun, I'm guaranteed to

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

you hear the Sheep are rocking be on the lookout
'Cause we gather 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 for summer heat's sake
Listen to the fat beats, we and chill on a summer break

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

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

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

Until in the center saw DJs as the man
A bird, a plane, the breeze changing lanes
I put a chill in your veins, even on a train
Im cool, more cool than Morris time

Less legit hits for some ones in ninety
Since a long 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 my baby boy Papi
I'm with the one running, ripping up tracks
the summer skill that we flex, says it's time to chill
(Summa the time)