Luyện nghe bài hát Hootie Hoo

Hoo
Follow the from the skunk
And the that is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, that
Going out to the Jeeps and in the 'llac
Ah Suki,
All day and day, any day, every day
I be about the good ol' days when I was a whippersnapper
Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws I'm
I'm just a Southernplayalistic
I used to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving
I never even smoked a of crack, but yo I'm dope
Mo' doper a junkie or a Pooky cause it's on
So one, teach one, I be claiming true
To East Point and College Park and the I used to do
Around ATL, of the pimps and the money makers
Club niggas, Magic City and Southern players
I never said I was a but I will do ya
So Hallelujah,
One for the players at the crib, drinking
And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo that I

Hoo
Tight hallways, smoked out always(Hootie Hoo)
Yeah, Hoo
Big Boi on the left, on my right
Tight like hallways, smoked out (Hootie Hoo)

Now these bitches is my favorite sport
But ain't no game when they be calling name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday night, I guess that makes it
Got an obese sack, fully packed, it's so tight
That busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me the 380 before I jet
off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a light (Hootie Hoo)
Communication device dun off twice
Should I answer the call, yes, I'm 'em all
We met 'em up in the mall, recall Ball
Well, it's Player's 2, so I guess I'll call you
Later on, and then your whole can fall through
Now later on got here
I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got
Draws, falling like niggas in a drive-by
I got up in them draws and I her bye bye
About two weeks later, she called me with bullshit
'bout her period late, guess what I did

No, it be me. Not me

Uh, well you know we blizzard cause we got that chicken gizzard
In the dungeon and scope but some of you niggas can't with it
So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the back and it stop
From the streets of ATL to the slums of College
So god almighty no, it's for the 94 era
You heard the player's call, we taking it to another
So 'lujah, Halle, let me get a swallow of Martel
And you may go to

Set sail with a from ATL, Southwest that is
It's that Southern ses in chest that is
One mo' gen for my friend who don't
No bullshit no bitch who is stank
I ain't the daddy nigga who will make you
Silly of you to think that I would, but I lay you
like some bo-los, you can throw those
Head, til I'm dead, yes, it's now broke hoes
Don't get me to disrespect is not my shit
But if you fall in category, then you'se a bitch