Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

Old school, I'm the old school
Old school, I'm the old school

I in the door as the story goes
around the room all I seen was hoes
It's like a supermarket, let's go shoppin'
Packed like sardines, clubs straight
the V.I.P. section
I'm bout to hit the pharmacy, and get my connected
Get me some
Walk and see who I wanna have sex with

The usual a nice high cutie
Or maybe tonight, I might a black beauty
a big ol' booty, no doubt
We'll have a few drinks and then out
I do the 'Jungle Fever'
'Cause it's too many black hoes here might see ya
If I peep a white broad with some ass and

Fine as I'ma have to ask the bitch somein'
'Cause I might end up
I don't care what you say, I don't owe you hoes
I tall bitches, even fuck small bitches
Too bad I fuck all you bitches
It don't take like me too long
To get bitches like you to let me take you
I got the from Oakland, California
I'm Dawg, I hope your momma warned ya

the old school, do the old school
I'm the old school, do the old school

I'm always hustlin', always workin'
If you tryin' to get the I'ma do my part
On the weekends, we like to
Cash checks away can't wait
Fuck crime I'm Too Short rhymes
Unless it's bout millions I tryin' to do time
It's everyday is Saturday
So many bitches let me my way

You can analyze it, all you
But I was knockin' bad hoes with no in the front
When I had no money and my momma's car
I had bitches look like superstars
the game, old as it may be
it fine-ass hoes call me baby
I down and think, this that fuckin' shit
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she just suckin' my

Too many in a player's wife
We always to hear what you squares feel like
Fuck that, do you gotta do
I see you creepin' the hood buyin' prostitutes
I know I'm fuckin' hoes, and gettin'
You wanna me but you livin' a lie
With yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for
You ain't shit motherfucker and Dawg knows

I'm from the old school, do the old
Do the old school, I'm the old school

Don't cross the game take yo' life
Respect the game and you can play all
If you snitchin', don't get caught
If you bloodn' or cripn', other niggaz
Watch yo' back, it don't a brainiac
We got a lot of homicidal maniacs in the
Sometimes is terrible
Y'all say goodbye, say be careful

Back in the day they killed yo' ass
For a reason, they might even keep you
Fuck your whole world up, you get down
Broke livin' on the and you can't skip town
But ain't no slow in the triple oh
If you fuckin up you get to go
Somebody gon' hold you
So you get up off that cold ground
Lights flashin', and you passin' out
You know you up with your bad-ass mouth

Once upon a time they woulda you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody do it like the old school?
Hella niggaz at the with no shootin'
afternoon, at the park
Niggaz leanin' hard goin' by in the car

Do the old school, do the old
I'm the old school, do the old school
Old do the old school
I'm the old school
old school baby, beotch!