Just Hangin' Out Lyrics - Main Source

I'm just hangin out... 

I'm just hangin out... 

I'm mainly known for the rough raps 

but kids steal my lyrics like hubcaps 

And eat em like stacks of flapjacks like rugrats 

HEY, and I get busy over unknown traps 

While the next man flaps his lids like Parkay 

I'm skilled in the field, so slide to the side 

I make a rapper cry, cause I can get some shuteye 

While he's havin hard times writin rhymes 

So he gnaws on my metaphors and dines on my lines 

Which is the reason why I like to hang out and 

hustle with my friends, to get away from pens 

And copiers, so I'm na bound 

To check Drew, a.k.a. Dr. Butcher and what's goin down 

And Joe with the Jetta, enables us to get around town 

He's a clown 

Other than that I'm with Joe, and Burgles 

Watchin old Black Caesar flicks for kicks 

Jump in the Wagoner we're outta here without an idea where 

But usually we wind up there 

I go over K-Cut's block cause raw cuts is what he blends 

Check it, and I like to hang out, and hustle with my friends... 

Yo, I'm just hangin out... 

with my friends 

I'm just hangin out... 

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And I be up in Mt. Vernon, piecein, with CL Smooth and Pete Rock 

makin beats that's sharper than cleats 

With my Griffy Grif from the Cafe Black pros 

Checkin out videos 

And I speak with my man Rob Leak 

on the problems of the weak dumb and meek my man's deep 

Like the kid from the named the rapper Nas 

Me and Che collect money in bars 

And I run through discotheques like sound 

Royal Rich is profound, yellin free James Brown 

We rush through, up to the discotheque and 

hustle up a storm in a swarm like we bought a farm 

Nobody can get with the whereabout 

Cause we're out to shuffle they feet 

without a shadow of a doubt 

From Flushing to the streets of New York in fact 

Freshly dipped off the wack, but not to pan grack 

In the apartment got plans for the night 

Everything's right, takin it light 

Preparin for the best Tiffany's to be in 

And everyday seems like a day from the weekend 

The pool that never ends 

(Yo the science is the Powerhouse tonight baby 

Word I'm with that 

Always the Powerhouse 

Nah but ain't nuthin at your house! 

I like my house!) 

And I like to hang out and hustle with my friends 

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