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

Bassum wasn't rollin' Starters, looking harder niggas
Hoes wore clothes exposed their figures
Ain't 7 steps in the jam, the police come
Heist there would be one, numbers I would get at one

We come to the get with whatever
You wouldn't how deep 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 days of Old Chicago and Fun Town and we run 'round
Play outs till sun down but the shit ain't as fun now
And the city is all run down, we down to Jew Town

Talking cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish in com
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
Niggas be
Ol' dirty bastard from ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up a hoe while I
Niggas be

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
be rollin'

I got rhymes then the Manor got folks had style
Since I went to McDowell, boats
And penny loafers know I had the nickel in
We use to hoop in my yard but now I dribble the

It's like rain drops, couldn't make our game
Skeeter will hit from the same
Torla tore my down, get down, put your body in motion
the strong survive but on the 6 or the 5

Live as hot as sex use to be at the
Wrong club with music by Andre
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 clubs were so
I like the music anyways and it was hoes there
Was said to have the chicks but mostly High Park and V hoes
Is who I mess with, the shit was troopin' to the loop

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

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

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

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

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

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

Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged nuff
And games are off the wall, in softball, one I would call
When I first got my way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers and 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 with a hoe I
Niggas be

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