Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

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

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

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

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

I'm always hustlin', always hard
If you tryin' to get the money I'ma do my
On the weekends, we to celebrate
Cash checks ride away 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 many bitches let me my way

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

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

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

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

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

Once upon a time they woulda you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody wanna do it like the old
Hella niggaz at the park with no
afternoon, at the park
Niggaz leanin' hella hard 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
Yeah old baby, beotch!