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 story
Looked the room all I seen was hoes
It's like a pussy supermarket, let's go
Packed like sardines, straight poppin'
the V.I.P. section
I'm to hit the pharmacy, and get my head connected
Get me protection
around and see who I wanna have sex with

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

as hell I'ma have to ask the bitch somein'
'Cause I might end up
I don't care what you say, I owe you hoes nothin'
I fuck bitches, even fuck small bitches
Too bad I can't 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 Oakland, California
I'm Short Dawg, I hope your momma ya

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

I'm always hustlin', always hard
If you tryin' to get the I'ma do my part
On the weekends, we like to
Cash checks away 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 many bitches let me my way

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

Too many times in a wife
We always have to hear what you squares feel
that, do what you gotta do
I see you creepin' through the hood buyin'
I know I'm fuckin' hoes, and gettin'
You wanna me but you livin' a lie
With yo' suit and tie, and yo' for hoes
You ain't motherfucker and Short Dawg knows

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

Don't cross the they'll take yo' life
Respect the and you can play all night
If you snitchin', don't get caught
If you bloodn' or cripn', other set-trippin'
Watch yo' back, it take a brainiac
We got a lot of homicidal in the streets
life is terrible
Y'all say goodbye, niggaz say be

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

Once upon a time they knocked you out
Maybe in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody do it like the old school?
Hella at the park with no shootin'
Sunday afternoon, at the
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 from the old
old school baby, beotch!