Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

I came in the as the story goes
Looked around the room all I was hoes
It's 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 protection
Walk around and see who I have sex with

The usual a nice high yellow
Or maybe tonight, I might find a black
a big ol' booty, no doubt
We'll a few drinks and then 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 some ass and lips

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

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

I'm always hustlin', always workin'
If you tryin' to get the money I'ma do my
On the weekends, we like to
Cash ride away can't wait
Fuck crime I'm bustin' Too rhymes
Unless it's bout millions I ain't tryin' to do
It's like everyday is
So many let me have my way

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

Too many times in a player's
We always have to hear what you squares like
that, do what you gotta do
I see you creepin' the hood buyin' prostitutes
I know I'm fuckin' hoes, and high
You wanna me but you livin' a lie
With yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for
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

cross the game they'll take yo' life
Respect the game and you can play all
If you snitchin', don't get caught
If you or cripn', other niggaz set-trippin'
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

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

Once upon a they woulda knocked you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody wanna do it the old school?
Hella at the park with no shootin'
Sunday afternoon, at the
Niggaz leanin' 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 from the old
Yeah old baby, beotch!