Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

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

The a nice high yellow cutie
Or tonight, I might find a black beauty
With a big ol' booty, no
have 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 a white broad with some ass and lips

Fine as hell have to ask the bitch somein'
'Cause I might end up
I don't what you say, I don't owe you hoes nothin'
I fuck tall bitches, even 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 game from Oakland,
I'm Short Dawg, I hope momma warned ya

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

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

You can analyze it, all you
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 look like superstars
the game, old as it may be
it makes fine-ass hoes me baby
I down and think, this that fuckin' shit
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she just suckin' my

Too times in a player's wife
We have to hear what you squares feel like
that, do what you gotta do
I see you through the hood buyin' prostitutes
I I'm fuckin' hoes, and gettin' high
You wanna criticize me but you a lie
yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for hoes
You ain't shit and Short 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 and you can play all night
If you snitchin', don't get slippin'
If you bloodn' or cripn', other set-trippin'
yo' back, it don't take a brainiac
We got a lot of maniacs in the streets
life is terrible
Y'all say goodbye, say be careful

Back in the day they woulda yo' ass
For a reason, they even keep you breathin'
Fuck your whole up, you can't get down
Broke livin' on the streets and you 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 cold ground
Lights flashin', and you passin' out
You know you fucked up with your mouth

Once upon a time they woulda you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody wanna do it the old school?
Hella niggaz at the 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 school do the old
I'm from the old
old school baby, beotch!