Luyện nghe bài hát Hootie Hoo

Hoo
Follow the funk the skunk
And the that is crunk in the Dungeon
It goes on and on and on, like
out to the Jeeps and hoes in the 'llac
Ah Suki,
All day and day, any day, every day
I be thinking the good ol' days when I was a whippersnapper
Used to try to get a kiss, but now it be them draws I'm
I'm just a pimp
I used to sling a fat rock, but now I'm serving
I never even a gram of crack, but yo I'm dope
Mo' doper than a or a Pooky cause it's on
So each one, teach one, I be claiming
To East Point and College Park and the I used to do
ATL, home of the pimps and the money makers
Club niggas, Magic and them Southern players
I never I was a gangsta but I will do ya
So Hallelujah,
One for the players at the crib, drinks
And two is for the sound, Hootie Hoo that I

Hoo
Tight like hallways, out always(Hootie Hoo)
Yeah, Hoo
Big Boi on the left, on my right
Tight like hallways, out always (Hootie Hoo)

Now these bitches is my favorite sport
But ain't no game when be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's night, I guess that makes it alright
Got an twenty sack, fully packed, it's so tight
That it's out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me the 380 before I jet
off in the Lac with Big Gipp, you got a light (Hootie Hoo)
Communication device dun off twice
Should I the call, yes, I'm macking 'em all
We met 'em up in the mall, recall Player's
Well, it's Ball 2, so I guess I'll call you
Later on, and then your whole can fall through
Now on done got here
I takes a peek, now let me see, what do we got
Draws, falling down niggas in a drive-by
I got up in them draws and I her bye bye
About two weeks later, she me with some bullshit
Talking 'bout her period late, guess I did

No, it be me. Not me

Uh, well you know we getting blizzard cause we got chicken gizzard
In the dungeon and scope but some of you can't cope with it
So, Opie, hip hop, to the front, to the back and it don't
From the of ATL to the slums of College Park
So god almighty no, Outkast for the 94 era
You heard the call, we taking it to another level
So 'lujah, Halle, let me get a of that Martel
And you may go to

Set sail with a from ATL, Southwest that is
It's that Southern ses in chest that is
One mo' gen for my who don't take
No bullshit no bitch who is stank
I ain't the sugar daddy nigga who make you
Silly of you to think I would, but I will lay you
Down like some bo-los, you can those
Head, til I'm dead, yes, now your broke hoes
Don't get me to disrespect is not my shit
But if you in this category, then you'se a bitch