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

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

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

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

Talking cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish in com
I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and about
Who use to cop our
(Who?)
Our father figure

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

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

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

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

Sawyers, I go there, hip hop clubs were so rare
I like the anyways and it was always hoes there
Was said to have the best chicks but mostly High Park and V
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 his old girl was at work
Bust a on the spread but sill have some on your shirt

I'm out with my crew, nuthin' 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
be rollin'

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

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

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

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

Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged nuff
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 gangbangers and ain't nobody shot

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 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 streets for some and some eats 'cause um
be rollin'