Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

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

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

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

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

I'm hustlin', always workin' hard
If you tryin' to get the money do my part
On the weekends, we like to
checks ride away can't wait
Fuck crime I'm Too Short rhymes
Unless it's bout millions I tryin' to do time
It's everyday is Saturday
So bitches let me have my way

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

Too many times in a wife
We always have to hear what you feel like
Fuck that, do what you do
I see you creepin' through the 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 shit 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 the game they'll take yo' life
Respect the game and you can all night
If you snitchin', get caught slippin'
If you bloodn' or cripn', other set-trippin'
Watch yo' back, it don't take a
We got a lot of maniacs in the streets
life is terrible
Y'all say goodbye, niggaz say be

in the day they woulda killed yo' ass
For a reason, might even keep you breathin'
Fuck your whole world up, you get down
Broke livin' on the streets and you can't skip
But ain't no deaths in the triple oh
If you up then 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 with bad-ass mouth

Once a time they woulda knocked you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody wanna do it like the old
niggaz 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 the old school, do the old school
Old school do the old
I'm the old school
old school baby, beotch!