Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

Check it on the one, you Com is come
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 willy on my and gray sting ray
It had maxed, I was with bitches that had

Bassum rollin' Starters, looking harder than niggas
Hoes wore clothes that their figures
Ain't 7 steps in the jam, next the police
Heist there would be one, numbers I 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 your brew and step to
The next cue, let's do it again,

That was when mad was tall and 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 city is all run down, we troop down to Jew

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 father

I'm out my crew, ain't nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' bastard from protect ya neck
nowhere to go, so I hook up with 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 some brew and some 'cause um
Niggas be

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

It's rain drops, couldn't make our game stop
Skeeter will hit from the spot
Torla tore my down, get down, put your 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 Box Ferris at them country club parties
be hot as hell and house stud would get, Find a body!

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

With your positions class crooked ass but still go the division
(I that)
Over Yamela's 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, ain't to do but ah
be rollin'
Ol' dirty bastard protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up a hoe while I
Niggas be

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

I into 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 would fuck with rap
You was on the shore by yourself stay up your act

What you could make of it, you was a they was takin' shit
Either fight or break for it, we go to the and get full
My drink there was Boons and Red
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 sport gray and palmade And soft
As we got older we 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
I first got my three way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers and ain't nobody

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

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