Luyện nghe bài hát Old Fashioned Way

What you rhyme, mayne? You always G's
How cash you got that you can lend me?
Think I'll pay you back, think you flossin'
When you ridin' down the in yo' boss's car?

With your silver chain on and your diamonds
Can't do it right but you stay
You got big dreams, to hit a lick
And buy a brand new house but you ain't get

even know what to do if you had bread
How to be a baller, can you pass the
There's than one way to hit the top
Trunk full of nigga don't get stopped

Take it to the and bag it up
Make that money and it up
Or spend it all in one place, what you want me?
I tell you how to run yo' company

And don't start bitchin' 'bout Too
What the fuck I listen to you fo'?
at you, you ain't all that successful
Them plates made out of Cristal

You just regular, plain ol'
You come nowhere and you don't claim nuttin'
Stop bein' phony, actin' hella
Girl at the mall, maxin' credit card

your cell phone, now you smilin'
Talk to your girl, man been a while
she left to go shoppin', girl where you at?
She out lunch with a player mack

I'm in the background, don't partner
Just on the lunch that your bitch bought me
She don't love you, she used to you
Got mom and them wonderin' what she do to you

I don't pay hoes, I 'em
I teach hoes, you 'em
How we get hoes, don't concern 'em
The old way, we earn 'em

I in the game, I did it
I'm true to the game, I'm so
I got a lot of hoe money, you get it?
The old fashioned way, I spit it

I'm pimpish, I let hoes pimp me
I let one bitch get me, and
She to Mexico, I'm a get you hoe
I'm a find you and you like a physical

I'm not a doctor but I cut a bitch
With game have her broken never quit hoein'
A bad habit, I picked up the way
Break a bitch and make a new song day

I do my own thing, I'm
I was born to when I came in the do'
so you know, I got the game from the East
Lake Merit to Sobranny in them East Oakland

my game on the road, became a millionaire
Tell the world get ready for a real
And so it happened, I grabbed the mic and start
Make that money stackin'

I made a new album, fourteen
Hoes screamin' out Too Short rhymin'
I got rich screamin' bitch, my favorite
I it on everybody shit

And when they say it me, I couldn't want mo'
Send a thanks out to yo' Uncle Short
Do yo' thang nephew, I'm down witcha
strapped, watch yo' back, don't let the town getcha

And when you get mad, try to use your
Get street etiquette, don't abuse the game
You know us real ones, you we never bite
When these start shit you know we never fight

'Cause I'd be layin' on the ground feelin' real
All I did was fuck his bitch, that still killed me
And even though I know a sucker spent all his
so he could fuck and try to get some ass

I don't pay hoes, I 'em
I teach hoes, you 'em
How we get hoes, don't concern 'em
The old way, we earn 'em

I in the game, I did it
I'm true to the game, I'm so
I got a lot of hoe money, you get it?
The old fashioned way, I just it