Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

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

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

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

We come to the get with whatever
You wouldn't know how it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink brew and then step to
The cue, let's do it again, y'all

That was when mad was and phat was cold
The of Old Chicago and Fun Town and shorties we run 'round
Play outs till sun down but the shit ain't as fun now
And the city is all run down, we troop down to Jew

cat down on some 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 neighborhood figure

I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah
be rollin'
Ol' dirty bastard protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
Niggas be

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

I got more rhymes then the Manor got had style
I went to McDowell, wearin' boats
And penny loafers know I had the in mines
We use to hoop in my but now I dribble the rhyme

It's like rain drops, make our game stop
Skeeter hit from the same spot
Torla tore my shit down, get down, put your in motion
Only the survive but on the 6 or the 5

Live as hot as sex use to be at the
Wrong with music by Andre Hatchet
Or either Beat Box Ferris at country club parties
be hot as hell and house stud would get, Find a body!

Sawyers, I would go there, hip hop were so rare
I like the music anyways and it was hoes there
Was said to have the best chicks but High Park and V hoes
Is who I mess with, the best shit was to the loop

your 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 spread but sill some on your shirt

I'm out with my crew, nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' dirty bastard from 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 some and some eats 'cause um
Niggas be

I tuned BMX and taped Farly on the tone master
I took the 6 instead of the 28 to get faster
Then HBK was the only station that would with rap
You was on the shore by yourself castin' stay up act

What you make of it, you was a gump they was takin' shit
Either fight or for it, we go to the lake and get full
My there was Boons and Red Bull
I remember swimming in Avenlon and being in a

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

Go to Marshals and 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 original gangbangers and ain't shot

I'm out with my crew, nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' bastard 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
Niggas be
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some eats um
be rollin'