Luyện nghe bài hát Hootie Hoo

Hoo
Follow the funk the skunk
And the dank that is in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, that
Going out to the 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 them draws I'm
I'm just a Southernplayalistic
I to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving hemp
I never even smoked a gram of crack, but yo I'm
Mo' than a junkie or a Pooky cause it's on
So each one, teach one, I be true
To East Point and College Park and the things I to do
ATL, home of the pimps and the money makers
Club niggas, Magic City and them Southern
I never 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, Hootie Hoo that I

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

Now playing these is my favorite sport
But ain't no when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday night, I that makes it alright
Got an obese twenty sack, packed, it's so tight
That it's 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 dun went off twice
Should I answer the call, yes, I'm 'em all
We met 'em up in the mall, recall Player's
Well, it's Player's Ball 2, so I I'll call you
Later on, and then whole crew can fall through
Now later on got here
I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got
Draws, falling down like niggas in a
I got up in draws and I told her bye bye
About two later, she called me with some bullshit
Talking 'bout her period late, what I did

No, it be me. Not me

Uh, well you we getting blizzard cause we got that chicken gizzard
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 stop
From the streets of ATL to the of College Park
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 of that Martel
And you may go to

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