Luyện nghe bài hát Hootie Hoo

Hoo
Follow the from the skunk
And the dank is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, that
Going out to the Jeeps and hoes in the
Ah Suki,
All day and day, any day, damn day
I be about the good ol' days when I was a whippersnapper
to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws I'm after
I'm just a pimp
I used to sling a fat rock, but now I'm hemp
I never even a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope
Mo' doper than a or a Pooky cause it's on
So each one, teach one, I be true
To East Point and College Park and the I used to do
Around ATL, home of the and the money makers
Club niggas, Magic City and them players
I said I was a gangsta but I will do ya
So Hallelujah,
One for the players at the crib, drinks
And two is for the sound, Hoo that I make

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

Now playing bitches is my favorite sport
But no game when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday night, I that makes it alright
Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, so tight
That busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me tuck the 380 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, Player's Ball
Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I guess I'll you
on, and then your whole crew can fall through
Now later on done got
I takes a peek, now let me see, do we got here?
Draws, falling down like niggas in a
I got up in draws and I told her bye bye
About two weeks later, she called me with some
Talking 'bout her period late, guess I did

No, it be me. Not me

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

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