Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

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

The usual a high yellow cutie
Or maybe tonight, I might find a black
With a big ol' booty, no
We'll have a few drinks and roll out
I do the 'Jungle Fever'
'Cause too many black hoes here that might see ya
If I a white broad with some ass and lips

Fine as hell I'ma have to ask the somein'
'Cause I might end up
I care what you say, I don't owe you hoes nothin'
I tall bitches, even fuck small bitches
Too bad I can't fuck all you
It don't take players like me too
To get bitches you to let me take you home
I got the from Oakland, California
I'm Short Dawg, I hope momma warned ya

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

I'm always hustlin', workin' hard
If you to get the money 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 bout millions I ain't tryin' to do time
It's like is Saturday
So bitches let me have my way

You can it, all you want
But I was knockin' bad hoes with no in the front
When I had no and drove my momma's car
I had bad-ass bitches look like
the game, old as it may be
it makes hoes call me baby
I look down and think, that fuckin' shit
Seein' this beautiful bitch, she just suckin' my

Too many times in a wife
We always have to what you squares feel like
that, do what you gotta do
I see you through the hood buyin' prostitutes
I know I'm hoes, and gettin' high
You criticize me but you livin' a lie
yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for hoes
You ain't shit and Short Dawg knows

I'm from the old school, do the old
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 homicidal maniacs in the
Sometimes is terrible
Y'all say goodbye, say be careful

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

Once upon a time they knocked you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody wanna do it the old school?
Hella niggaz at the park with no
Sunday afternoon, at the
Niggaz leanin' hella hard by in the car

Do the old school, do the old
I'm from the old school, do the old
Old do the old school
I'm from the old
old school baby, beotch!