Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

I came in the as the story goes
Looked the room all I seen was hoes
It's like a supermarket, let's go shoppin'
Packed like sardines, clubs straight
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 sex with

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

Fine as hell I'ma have to ask the bitch
'Cause I end up fuckin'
I care 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 take players like me too long
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Back in the day they killed yo' ass
For a reason, might even keep you breathin'
Fuck whole world 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 fuckin up you get to go
gon' hold you down
So you can't get up off that cold
Lights flashin', and you passin' out
You know you fucked up with your bad-ass

Once upon a time woulda knocked you out
Maybe in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
wanna do it like the old school?
Hella niggaz at the park with no
Sunday afternoon, at the
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 the old school
Yeah old baby, beotch!