Luyện nghe bài hát Old School New School

Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome to Exit 13
My name is LL J
AKA the
R. on the track, uh, uh, uh

I told y'all that I would a killing
I told y'all I blow like Mount St.
I told y'all I'm the truth, they paint me a villain
Sick on paper, the to penicillin

I told y'all the real, started catching feelings
'em all, throw ya L's to the ceiling
Cool J, still hotter than a helicopter in lava
Still sweeter to the than a box of Godiva

Music industry is like a of cops and robbers
Too many Indians, no chiefs to
What I'm today, I be reaping tomorrow
So here's some joyful bars, to replace your

I'm a legend, I'm iconic
Fall off, rebuild, man's bionic
Put your in me, I never let you down
I always come up a way to checkmate these clowns

I effeminate these clowns, tryin' to take me
Ask Puffy and Nas, who me now
The phenomenon, ladies the don
I give 'em an ear-gasm, they keep calm

Old school, new school, to learn though
I baby burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn baby burn like inferno

I told that I was coming back
I told y'all I going out like that
I told y'all I was the greatest to rap
And I built Def Jam and a piss on the map

I told y'all, I wasn't the other cats
I'm fresh like a Wii, them playing jacks
They all a bunch of a rats, they copying off 2Pac's
Wearing to hide they tight speedo

Chains is tucked in, I'm
Fuck with your ego and touch girl's labito
will never be on flyer, LL Cool J
Taking you and higher

The wire, the GOAT, the grand
Who good at 24's if you flat tires
Telling your soul and then performing a choir
People, please, don't listen to liars

and gentlemen, these, niggas is selling you up
Bunch of shit, it's not intelligent, is it?
My shit's exquisite, don't follow the yellow road
niggas faking like the Wizard

Old school, new school, need to learn
I burn baby burn like disco
Old school, new school, need to though
I burn baby burn like inferno

Is it really I'm this hot?
LL Cool J, still on
24 years, I ain't forget the
You can ask my Jay in the

Linden Boulevard, Coupe, big rocks
Real estate only, I ain't fucking with the
Why not, so our grand kids could feed they grand
And they grand kids, can feed they damn

And Collin Park throw ya in the air
before I turn 'em in a Cool J affair
My word is my bond, summer I'm there
can jump double dutch while I'm laying in the cut

I y'all I wasn't giving up
I told y'all, I can jump on and switch the rhythm up
Do work, rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep hood, nigga, throw it up

You'd standing by my side for years
out concerts, screams and cheers
Front row T-Shirt, L, we
I bought every album, too many to 'em

Watch your movies, your the good thing about 'em
Todd jeans, I can't live without 'em
And the only I want from you
Is for you to keep that shit you do

Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to though
I baby burn like disco inferno

Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn burn like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to though
I burn baby burn like disco