Luyện nghe bài hát Old Fashioned Way

What you rhyme, mayne? You always G's
How much cash you got that you can me?
I'll pay you back, think you flossin' hard
When you ridin' the strip in yo' boss's car?

With your silver chain on and your diamonds
Can't do it right but you tryin'
You got big dreams, to hit a quick
And buy a new house but you ain't get shit

Wouldn't know what to do if you had bread
How to be a baller, can you the test?
There's more one way to hit the top
full of dope nigga don't get stopped

Take it to the and bag it up
Make that money and it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want me?
I can't you how to run yo' company

And don't start bitchin' Too Short
What the fuck I listen to you fo'?
Look at you, you ain't all that
Them plates ain't made out of

You just regular, plain ol'
You come from and you don't claim nuttin'
Stop bein' phony, hella hard
Girl at the mall, maxin' your card

your cell phone, now you smilin'
Talk to girl, man it's been a while
Since she to go shoppin', girl where you at?
She out havin' lunch a player mack

I'm in the background, trip partner
Just munchin' on the lunch your bitch bought me
She love you, she just used to you
Got mom and them wonderin' what she do to you

I don't pay hoes, I 'em
I hoes, you learn 'em
How we get them hoes, don't 'em
The old fashioned way, we 'em

I in the game, I did it
I'm true to the game, I'm so
I got a lot of hoe money, you get it?
The old fashioned way, I just it

I'm pimpish, I never let pimp me
I let one bitch get me, and
She to Mexico, I'm a get you hoe
I'm a you and check you like a physical

I'm not a doctor but I cut a open
With this have her broken never quit hoein'
A bad habit, I picked up the way
Break a bitch and a new song every day

I do my own thing, I'm
I was born to mack when I in the do'
Just so you know, I got the from the East
Lake Merit to in them East Oakland streets

Took my game on the road, became a
Tell the get ready for a real player
And so it happened, I the mic and start rappin'
Make that money stackin'

I made a new album, times
Hoes screamin' out Too keep rhymin'
I got rich screamin' bitch, my favorite
I hear it on shit

And they say it like me, I couldn't want mo'
a special thanks out to yo' Uncle Short
Do yo' nephew, y'know I'm down witcha
Stay strapped, watch yo' back, let the town getcha

And when you get mad, try to use your
Get some street etiquette, abuse the game
You know us real ones, you know we never
When these hoes shit you know we never fight

'Cause I'd be layin' on the ground real silly
All I did was fuck his bitch, that nigga still me
And though I know a sucker spent all his cash
so he could fuck and try to get some ass

I don't pay hoes, I 'em
I hoes, you learn 'em
How we get them hoes, don't 'em
The old way, we earn 'em

I in the game, I did it
I'm to the game, I'm so committed
I got a lot of hoe money, you get it?
The old fashioned way, I spit it