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 around the all I seen was hoes
It's like a pussy supermarket, go shoppin'
Packed sardines, clubs straight poppin'
the V.I.P. section
I'm bout to hit the pharmacy, and get my connected
Get me protection
Walk around and see who I wanna sex with

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

Fine as hell I'ma have to ask the bitch
'Cause I end up fuckin'
I don't 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 like me too
To get bitches like you to let me you home
I got the game Oakland, California
I'm Short Dawg, I hope your momma ya

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

I'm always hustlin', always 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
Unless it's bout millions I ain't to do time
like everyday is Saturday
So many 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 and drove my momma's car
I had bad-ass bitches look superstars
the game, old as it may be
it makes fine-ass call me baby
I look and think, this that fuckin' shit
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she just my dick

Too times in a player's wife
We always have to hear what you squares like
Fuck that, do what you 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' for hoes
You ain't shit motherfucker and Short knows

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

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

Back in the day woulda killed yo' ass
For a reason, they even keep you breathin'
Fuck 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 fuckin up you get to go
Somebody hold you down
So you can't get up off that ground
flashin', and you keep passin' out
You know you fucked up with bad-ass mouth

Once upon a time they knocked you out
Maybe back in ninety-nine, but not in
Anybody wanna do it like the old
niggaz 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 from the old school, do the old
Old school do the old
I'm the old school
old school baby, beotch!