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 come
And it out, ha

My do laps around tracks to the days
The idiot vibin', I'm the comma, comma,
I use to pop the on my blue and gray sting ray
It had maxed, I was with bitches that had

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

We to the get together with whatever
You know how deep it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your brew and then to
The next cue, do it again, y'all

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

Talking cat 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 father figure

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

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

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

It's like rain drops, couldn't make our stop
Skeeter hit from the same spot
Torla tore my shit down, get down, put body 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 at them 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 always hoes
Was said to have the best but mostly High Park and V hoes
Is who I mess with, the shit was troopin' to the loop

With positions held class crooked ass but still go the division
(I that)
Over Yamela's crib while his old was at work
a smoothie on the spread but sill have some on your shirt

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

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

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

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

I thought I was cool with my only
And a bold fade wall to wall to get
The gray and palmade And soft 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, one I would call
When I got my three way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original and ain't nobody shot

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

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