Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

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

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

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

We come to the get together with
You wouldn't know how deep it was, we all did shit
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 tall and was cold
The days of Old Chicago and Fun and shorties we run 'round
Play strike outs till sun down but the shit as fun now
And the city is all run down, we troop to Jew Town

Talking cat down on some gear, have 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' bastard from protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I up with a hoe while I
Niggas be

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

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 in my yard but now I dribble the rhyme

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

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

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

With your positions held crooked ass but still go the division
(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 my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' dirty bastard protect ya neck
Ain't 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 gonna hit the streets for some brew and eats 'cause um
be rollin'

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

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

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

Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged niggas
And are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would call
When I first got my three way callin', I caught Marsh to lie
of the original gangbangers and ain't nobody shot

I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
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 leak and get chops 'cause um
Niggas be
We gonna hit the streets for some brew and some 'cause um
Niggas be