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 tracks to the days
The vibin', I'm the comma, comma, Chameleon
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 than niggas
wore clothes that exposed their figures
Ain't 7 in the jam, next the police come
Heist there would be one, numbers I would get at one

We come to the get with whatever
You know how deep it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all vittles, drink your 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 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 down to Jew Town

Talking cat down on some gear, have enough for a 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, nuthin' to do but ah
Niggas be
Ol' bastard from protect ya neck
Ain't nowhere to go, so I up with a hoe while I
be rollin'

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

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

It's like rain drops, couldn't our game stop
Skeeter will hit from the same
Torla tore my shit down, get down, put 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 country club parties
Would be hot as hell and house stud 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 best but mostly High Park and V hoes
Is who I mess with, the best shit was troopin' to the

With your positions held crooked ass but still go the division
(I that)
Yamela's crib while his old girl was at work
Bust a smoothie on the spread but sill have 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
be rollin'

Gotta a stop take a leak and get some chops 'cause um
be rollin'
We gonna hit the streets for brew and some 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 only station that would with rap
You was on the shore by yourself stay up your act

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

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

Go to Marshals and tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, one I would call
I first got my three way callin', I caught Marsh tryin' to lie
Home of the original gangbangers and nobody shot

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

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