Luyện nghe bài hát Case of The Pta

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

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

You say someone's knocking at my window
ringing my bell, ding song
It's two in the morning
Hey yo G, what the going on?

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

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

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

And talking to your mom about a for her daughter
Suggesting to me that I just oughta, watch myself, inch by
Watch and use some sense, so I did, hey
It didn't do a damn thing but a to complain, so now I sing

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

Roar, Rhymes the mighty infamous
Always and mischeivous
Causing aggravation never pause
Pushing out spit balls through straws, in class

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

Hey yo, in class, kicked it to this Cheryl

The try to tell me I was Pharoah
No no no

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

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

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

Aah, yo teachers hate me but the girls take me
Because I'm C Brown, Clown
Gettin' aah, sometimes I chill yo
on the day and how I feel

Sometimes I leave an apple rotten and brown
No to be found
Poll tax on sheets, five a week
Arrive in the lunchroom, I gotta get 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 got caught like Judge Wapner, bam take on the court

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

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

He me guilty you have
Three hundred four days
Of detention to
nerve

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

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