Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

I came in the door as the goes
Looked around the room all I was hoes
It's like a pussy supermarket, go shoppin'
like sardines, clubs straight poppin'
Fuck the V.I.P.
I'm to hit the pharmacy, and get my head connected
Get me some
Walk around and see who I wanna have sex

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

Fine as hell I'ma have to ask the somein'
I might end up fuckin'
I care what you say, I don't owe you hoes nothin'
I fuck tall bitches, even fuck bitches
Too bad I can't fuck all you
It don't take 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 your momma warned ya

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

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

You can analyze it, all you
But I was knockin' bad hoes no teeth in the front
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 fine-ass hoes call me baby
I look down and think, this that shit
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she just suckin' my

Too many times in a wife
We have to hear what you squares feel like
Fuck that, do what you do
I see you creepin' through the hood buyin'
I know I'm fuckin' hoes, and high
You wanna criticize me but you a lie
With yo' and tie, and yo' love for hoes
You ain't shit motherfucker and Dawg knows

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

Don't cross the game take yo' life
the game and you can play all night
If you snitchin', don't get caught
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
Sometimes life is
Y'all say goodbye, niggaz say be

Back in the day they woulda yo' ass
For a reason, they might even you breathin'
Fuck your whole up, you can't get down
livin' on the streets and you can't skip town
But ain't no slow in the triple oh
If you up then you get to go
Somebody gon' you down
So you get up off that cold ground
flashin', and you keep passin' out
You know you up with your bad-ass mouth

Once upon a they woulda knocked you out
Maybe back in ninety-nine, but not in
Anybody do it like the old school?
Hella niggaz at the with no shootin'
afternoon, at the park
Niggaz hella 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!