Luyện nghe bài hát Old Fashioned Way

What you rhyme, You always spend G's
How much you got that you can lend me?
Think pay you back, think you flossin' hard
you ridin' down the strip in yo' boss's car?

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

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

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

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

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

Answer your phone, now you smilin'
Talk to your girl, man been a while
Since she left to go shoppin', where you at?
She out havin' with a player mack

I'm in the background, don't trip
Just on the lunch that your bitch bought me
She don't you, she just used to you
Got mom and them wonderin' what she do to you

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

I'm pimpish, I never let hoes me
I let one get me, and instantly
She to Mexico, I'm a get you hoe
I'm a find you and you like a physical

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

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

my game on the road, became a millionaire
Tell the world get for a real player
And so it happened, I grabbed the mic and start
Make that money keep

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

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

And when you get mad, try to use your
Get some street etiquette, don't abuse the
You know us real ones, you know we never
When these hoes start shit you know we fight

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

I pay hoes, I turn 'em
I teach hoes, you 'em
How we get hoes, don't concern '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 way, I just spit it