Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

Old school, I'm the old school
Old school, I'm from the old

I came in the door as the goes
Looked around the room all I seen was
It's like a supermarket, let's go shoppin'
Packed like sardines, straight poppin'
Fuck the V.I.P.
I'm to hit the pharmacy, and get my head connected
Get me protection
Walk around and see who I wanna have sex

The a nice high yellow cutie
Or maybe tonight, I find a black beauty
With a big ol' booty, no
We'll have a few drinks and then out
I can't do the Fever'
'Cause it's too many black hoes here that see ya
If I peep a white with some ass and lips

as hell I'ma have to ask the bitch somein'
'Cause I end up fuckin'
I care what you say, I don't owe you hoes nothin'
I fuck tall bitches, even fuck small
Too bad I can't all you bitches
It don't take players me too long
To get like you to let me take you home
I got the from Oakland, California
I'm Short Dawg, I hope your warned ya

the old school, do the old school
I'm the old school, do the old school

I'm hustlin', always workin' hard
If you tryin' to get the I'ma do my part
On the weekends, we like to
Cash checks ride can't wait
Fuck I'm bustin' Too Short rhymes
it's bout millions I ain't tryin' to do time
It's everyday is Saturday
So bitches let me have my way

You can analyze it, all you
But I was knockin' bad hoes with no teeth in the
When I had no money and drove my car
I had bad-ass bitches look like
the game, old as it may be
it makes fine-ass hoes me baby
I look down and think, this that shit
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she suckin' my dick

Too many in a player's wife
We always have to hear what you squares like
Fuck that, do you gotta do
I see you creepin' through the hood prostitutes
I know I'm fuckin' hoes, and high
You wanna me but you livin' a lie
yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for hoes
You ain't shit motherfucker and Dawg knows

I'm the old school, do the old school
Do the old school, I'm from the old

Don't cross the they'll take yo' life
Respect the game and you can play all
If you snitchin', get caught slippin'
If you or cripn', other niggaz set-trippin'
yo' back, it don't take a brainiac
We got a lot of maniacs in the streets
Sometimes life is
Y'all say goodbye, say be careful

Back in the day they woulda yo' ass
For a reason, might even keep you breathin'
Fuck whole world up, you can't get down
Broke on the streets and you can't skip town
But ain't no slow deaths in the oh
If you up then you get to go
Somebody gon' hold you
So you can't get up off that cold
flashin', and you keep passin' out
You know you up with your bad-ass mouth

Once upon a they woulda knocked you out
Maybe in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
wanna do it like the old school?
Hella at the park with no shootin'
afternoon, at the park
Niggaz leanin' hard goin' by in the car

Do the old school, do the old
I'm the old school, do the old school
Old do the old school
I'm from the old
old school baby, beotch!