Luyện nghe bài hát Hootie Hoo

Hoo
Follow the funk the skunk
And the dank that is crunk in the
It goes on and on and on, like
out to the Jeeps and hoes in the 'llac
Ah Suki,
All day and day, any day, every day
I be thinking the good ol' days when I was a whippersnapper
Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be draws I'm after
I'm a Southernplayalistic pimp
I used to a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp
I never even a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope
Mo' than a junkie or a Pooky cause it's on
So each one, one, I be claiming true
To East Point and Park and the things I used to do
Around ATL, home of the pimps and the makers
Club niggas, Magic City and them players
I never said I was a gangsta but I do ya
So Hallelujah,
One for the at the crib, drinking drinks
And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo I make

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

Now playing these bitches is my favorite
But no game when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday night, I guess that makes it
Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, so tight
it's busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me the 380 before I jet
Hops off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a (Hootie Hoo)
Communication device dun went off
I answer the call, yes, I'm macking 'em all
We met 'em up in the mall, recall Player's
Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I guess I'll 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 down niggas in a drive-by
I got up in them and I told her bye bye
two weeks later, she called me with some bullshit
Talking 'bout her late, guess what I did

No, it be me. Not me

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

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