Luyện nghe bài hát Old School New School

Classic, uh, uh, uh
I'd like to welcome to Exit 13
My is LL Cool J
AKA the
R. on the track, uh, uh, uh

I told y'all I would make a killing
I told y'all I like Mount St. Helen's
I told I'm the truth, they paint me like a villain
on paper, the inch to penicillin

I y'all the real, they started catching feelings
'em all, throw ya L's to the ceiling
Cool J, still hotter than a helicopter crashing in
Still to the ladies than a box of Godiva

Music industry is a game of cops and robbers
Too many Indians, no to follow
I'm sowing today, I be reaping tomorrow
So here's some bars, to replace your sorrow

I'm beyond a legend, I'm
Fall off, rebuild, your bionic
Put your trust in me, I let you down
I come up with a way to checkmate these clowns

I effeminate clowns, tryin' to take me down
Ask and Nas, who hates me now
The phenomenon, ladies the don
I 'em an ear-gasm, they can't keep calm

Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn baby like disco inferno
Old school, new school, need to though
I burn baby like disco inferno

I told y'all that I was coming
I told y'all I going out like that
I y'all I was the greatest to ever rap
And I Def Jam and took a piss on the map

I told y'all, I wasn't like the other
I'm fresh like a Wii, them playing jacks
They all a bunch of a rats, copying off 2Pac's stats
Wearing tuxedos to hide tight speedo

Chains is in, I'm incognito
Fuck with your ego and touch your girl's
There will be on flyer, LL Cool J
Taking you higher and

The wire, the GOAT, the sire
Who at 24's if you want flat tires
Telling soul and then performing with a choir
People, please, listen to these liars

and gentlemen, these, niggas is selling you up
Bunch of irrelevant shit, not intelligent, is it?
My shit's exquisite, follow the yellow brick road
Them faking like the Wizard

Old school, new school, need to though
I burn baby burn like inferno
Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco

Is it possible I'm this hot?
LL J, still on top?
24 years, I ain't the block
You can ask my Jay in the

Boulevard, little Coupe, big rocks
Real estate only, I fucking with the stocks
Why not, so our grand could feed they grand kids
And they grand kids, can feed damn kids

And Park throw ya hands in the air
Jump before I turn 'em in a J affair
My word is my bond, every I'm there
can jump double dutch while I'm laying in the cut

I told I wasn't giving up
I told y'all, I can jump on tracks and switch the up
Do work, treat rap like a skirt
Sow it up, rep hood, nigga, throw it up

You'd been standing by my for years
Sold out concerts, and cheers
row T-Shirt, L, we here
I every album, too many to count 'em

Watch your movies, your the only good thing 'em
Todd Smith jeans, I live without 'em
And the only I want from you
Is for you to keep doing shit you do

Old school, new school, need to though
I burn baby burn disco inferno
Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn baby burn like inferno

Old school, new school, to learn though
I burn baby burn like disco
Old school, new school, need to though
I burn burn like disco inferno