Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' to Do

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

My raps do laps around 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 that had coochie

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

We come to the get together with
You know how deep it was, we all did shit together
Eat up all your vittles, drink your and then step to
The next cue, do it again, y'all

That was mad was tall and phat 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

cat down on some gear, have enough for a Polish in com fair
I stare, at what use to be Bubbles and 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' dirty bastard from protect ya
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
be rollin'
We gonna hit the streets for brew and some eats 'cause um
Niggas be

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

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

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

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

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, nuthin' to do but ah
be rollin'
Ol' dirty bastard from protect ya
Ain't nowhere to go, so I hook up with a hoe I
Niggas be

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
Niggas be

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

What you make of it, you was a gump they was takin' shit
fight 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 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 star and bang fags

Go to Marshals and tags, I snagged nuff niggas
And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would
When I first got my three way callin', I 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 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
be rollin'
We hit the streets for some brew and some eats 'cause um
be rollin'