Luyện nghe bài hát Hip-Hop Head

[Hook: Your Old
She's a hip-hop
a hip-hop head
Hip-hop
She's a hip-hop
Hip-hop
She's a hip-hop
head
She gives hip-hop

[Verse 1: Your Old
I met her up at Santos, wearing groupie uniform
The place packed, A$AP was to perform
Ya boy A-Trak and Plain Pat spinnin' on the wheels
But I had to take my before I went in for the kill
Club was smokey, low-key I the bar
Still in to my scuzzbucket radar
a young freak, who loves and hip-hop
And is just as about giving whipwop
We fake-dance, ya man was all the jams
A good DJ is one thats y'all to the yams
Cause you that rap and hoes got a strong bond
Nearly her mind when they threw her song on
through the sesh she long gone
Intoxicated, she still couldn't slob the wrong
Shit never be whack with said broad
You tell her top fire by the way her head nod

[Verse 2: Your Old
Ayo I met her at a rap show, underground
There was no girls, she was the one around
Got so tight they threw that Drake on
So all we built on how we loved Raekwon
Ghostface, Premier, references had me
Like you 25, how the fuck you know Do or Die
Ayayay! On Tumblr postin' of MF DOOM
my west coast bitch with Pac posters in her room
I went in her and ate, then I ruminate, wait
Genuine if she got the burn
Either way I up a seat, started to learn
'Til the night took a dark
her makeup diminished
Lookin' by the minute but I still [?] hit it
the back first
she got on top (and did what?)
And started spittin' Deck's Triumph verse
She's a hip-hop

[Bridge: Your Old
Shorties who are fans of J. Dilla, yeah they the dillz
If she mess Tip then she'll let you stick the tip
If she like Twista, you can her
On that Kweli shit, you can hit
Fuck with Bun B, she givin' up the buns, B
Shorties who are fans of J. Dilla, yeah take the dillz
If she with Tip then she'll let you stick the tip
If she Twista, you can twist her
On Kweli shit, you can prolly hit
with Bun B, then she givin' up the buns, B

[Outro: Old Droog]
a hip-hop head
She's a hip-hop
Hip-hop
She's a hip-hop