Luyện nghe bài hát Case Of The Pta

Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man, yo, yo, yo, I understand
Why the and the teachers and everybody trying to o the kids
The young yo, what's the deal brah, Charlie Brown, man
I don't know what the deal is, you ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo, us D, tell us D, mass confusion g, I don't know what's up
Hey yo man, it's just another case of old P.T.A., huh man

In school I notes and took quotes from Shakespeare
And other types of rhymes to you that I care
But things like together forever to you my one
It was special I can say it was one

You would say knocking at my window
Someone's my bell, ding song
It's about two in the
Hey yo G, the Hell's going on?

just another case of that old P.T.A.

But never the less, goes to show my potential
And even though our love was
One me, two you three your
Now am I to do

I had to transform into lad
Going doing chores for your dad
Playing a duck, wearing and shoes
Chilling with pop just to the blues

And to your mom about a love for her daughter
Suggesting to me that I just oughta, watch myself, by inch
Watch myself and use sense, so I did, hey
It do a damn thing but a case to complain, so now I sing

It's just another case of old P.T.A.

Roar, Busta Rhymes the mighty
Always misbehaving and
Causing aggravation I'll never
Pushing out spit balls through plastic straws, in

In gym, I got at last
For up the courtyard grass
Teacher, teacher, go to the
Rhymes liked to killed the complex

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to girl Cheryl

The teacher try to tell me I was
No no no

I'm not with detention no no with
A wickedy wild the Calbridge Hill styles
Teach us a knowledge to go talk to my mommy
Now when she gets home, she's gonna wear out the

I hate relationship, the mom and teacher
When she reaches home hey yo she knows I reached ya
Okay, of I am the new school, pray
my momma, teacher, and my dad hey yo

It's just case of that old P.T.A.

Aah, yo teachers hate me but the girls don't me
Because I'm C Brown, Clown
Gettin' still aah, sometimes I yo
Depending on the day and how I

Sometimes I leave an apple rotten and brown
No to be found
Poll tax on sheets, days a week
Arrive in the lunchroom, I get some sleep

But I do it, you did it
I'm suspended, you was it
And now it's time to pay for the
That I never got caught like Wapner, bam take on the court

A of teachers, parents, and preachers
A principal and one kid in sneakers
Case of brown versus the board, order
Yo twelve, one is a slaughter

I my case, aah
to face, aah
It was a
And everyone was in yo

He me guilty you have
hundred sixty four days
Of to serve
nerve

I this could be from pissed
The head of the said "Case dismissed"
As I out the room I hear them say
Aah, yeah yeah

just another case of that old P.T.A.