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 head
head
She hip-hop head

1: Your Old Droog]
I met her up at Santos, that groupie uniform
The place packed, A$AP was scheduled to
Ya boy A-Trak and Plain Pat spinnin' on the wheels
But I had to take my before I went in for the kill
was smokey, low-key I played the bar
Still tuned in to my scuzzbucket
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 gets y'all to the yams
Cause you know rap and hoes got a strong bond
Nearly lost her when they threw her song on
through the sesh she long gone
Intoxicated, she couldn't slob the dong wrong
Shit could never be whack with said
You could tell her top fire by the way her 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 tight they threw that Drake on
So all night we 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' flicks of MF
Like my coast bitch with Pac posters in her room
I went in her room and ate, then I ruminate,
Genuine if she got the burn
Either way I pulled up a seat, to learn
'Til the night took a dark
When her makeup
Lookin' older by the but I still [?] hit it
From the first
she got on top (and did what?)
And started spittin' Deck's Triumph verse
She's a hip-hop

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

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