Luyện nghe bài hát Hip-Hop Head

[Hook: Old Droog]
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

1: Your Old Droog]
I met her up at Santos, wearing that groupie
The place packed, A$AP was scheduled to
Ya boy A-Trak and Plain Pat were spinnin' on the
But I had to my time before I went in for the kill
Club was smokey, I played the bar
Still tuned in to my scuzzbucket
Find a young freak, who and hip-hop
And is just as about giving whipwop
We fake-dance, ya man was spinnin' all the
A DJ is one thats gets y'all to the yams
you know 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 could never be whack said broad
You could her top fire by the way her head nod

[Verse 2: Old Droog]
Ayo I met her at a rap show, unfortunately
There was no girls, she was the only one
Got so when they threw that Drake on
So all night we built on how we loved
Ghostface, Premier, had me stupefied
you 25, how the fuck you know 'bout Do or Die
Ayayay! On Tumblr postin' of MF DOOM
Like my west coast with Pac posters in her room
I went in her room and ate, then I ruminate,
concern if she got the burn
Either way I pulled up a seat, to learn
'Til the night a dark turn
When her diminished
Lookin' older by the but I still [?] hit it
From the first
she got on top (and did what?)
And started spittin' Inspectah Deck's Triumph
a hip-hop head

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

Your Old Droog]
She's a hip-hop
a hip-hop head
Hip-hop
a hip-hop head