Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

I in the door as the story goes
Looked around the all I seen was hoes
It's like a pussy supermarket, let's go
Packed like sardines, clubs straight
the V.I.P. section
I'm bout to hit the pharmacy, and get my head
Get me protection
Walk and see who I wanna have sex with

The a nice high yellow cutie
Or tonight, I might find a black beauty
a big ol' booty, no doubt
We'll a few drinks and then roll out
I do the 'Jungle Fever'
'Cause it's too many black hoes that might see ya
If I peep a white with some ass and lips

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

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

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

You can it, all you want
But I was bad hoes with no teeth in the front
When I had no money and my momma's car
I had bad-ass bitches like superstars
the game, old as it may be
it fine-ass hoes call me baby
I look down and think, this that fuckin'
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she just suckin' my

Too many times in a player's
We have to hear what you squares feel like
Fuck that, do you gotta do
I see you creepin' through the hood buyin'
I I'm fuckin' hoes, and gettin' high
You criticize me but you livin' a lie
With yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for
You ain't shit motherfucker and Short knows

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

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

in the day they woulda killed yo' ass
For a reason, they even keep you breathin'
your whole world up, you can't get down
Broke livin' on the streets and you can't skip
But ain't no deaths in the triple oh
If you up then you get to go
Somebody hold you down
So you can't get up off that ground
Lights flashin', and you keep out
You know you fucked up with bad-ass mouth

Once upon a time woulda knocked you out
Maybe in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody do it like the old school?
niggaz at the park with no shootin'
Sunday afternoon, at the
Niggaz leanin' hella goin' by in the car

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