Luyện nghe bài hát Old School New School

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

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

I told y'all the real, started catching feelings
Muthafuck 'em all, ya L's to the ceiling
Cool J, still hotter than a crashing in lava
sweeter to the ladies than a box of Godiva

Music industry is like a of cops and robbers
Too Indians, no chiefs to follow
What I'm 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 in me, I never let you down
I always up with a way to checkmate these clowns

I effeminate these clowns, tryin' to me down
Ask Puffy and Nas, who me now
The phenomenon, love the don
I give 'em an ear-gasm, they can't keep

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

I y'all that I was coming back
I y'all I ain't going out like that
I told y'all I was the to ever rap
And I built Def Jam and took a on the map

I y'all, I wasn't like the other cats
I'm fresh like a Wii, them niggas playing
They all a bunch of a rats, they copying off stats
Wearing tuxedos to hide they speedo

Chains is tucked in, I'm
Fuck with ego and touch your girl's labito
There will never be on flyer, LL J
Taking you and higher

The wire, the GOAT, the grand
Who good at if you want flat tires
Telling your soul and then with a choir
People, please, don't listen to liars

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

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

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

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

And Collin Park throw ya in the air
before I turn 'em in a Cool J affair
My word is my bond, every summer I'm
Y'all can jump dutch while I'm laying in the cut

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

been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts, screams and
row T-Shirt, L, we here
I bought every album, too to count 'em

Watch your movies, the only good thing about 'em
Todd Smith jeans, I can't live 'em
And the thing I want from you
Is for you to keep doing that you do

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

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