Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

I in the door as the story goes
Looked around the room all I was hoes
like a pussy supermarket, let's go shoppin'
Packed like sardines, clubs straight
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 maybe tonight, I might find a black
a big ol' booty, no doubt
We'll have a few drinks and roll out
I do the 'Jungle Fever'
it's too many black hoes here that might see ya
If I a white broad with some ass and lips

Fine as hell I'ma have to ask the bitch
'Cause I end up fuckin'
I don't care what you say, I owe you hoes nothin'
I fuck tall bitches, even small bitches
Too bad I can't all you bitches
It don't take 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 momma warned ya

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

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

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

Too many in a player's wife
We always have to hear what you squares like
Fuck that, do what you do
I see you through the hood buyin' prostitutes
I know I'm hoes, and gettin' high
You wanna me but you livin' a lie
yo' suit and tie, and yo' love for hoes
You ain't shit motherfucker and Short knows

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

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

Back in the day they killed yo' ass
For a reason, they might keep you breathin'
Fuck your whole up, you can't get down
Broke livin' on the and you can't skip town
But no slow deaths in the triple oh
If you fuckin up you get to go
Somebody gon' hold you
So you can't get up off that ground
flashin', and you keep passin' out
You know you up with your bad-ass mouth

Once upon a time they knocked you out
back in ninety-nine, but not in 2000
Anybody wanna do it the old school?
Hella niggaz at the park with no
afternoon, at the park
Niggaz leanin' hella goin' by in the car

Do the old school, do the old
I'm the old school, do the old school
Old do the old school
I'm the old school
Yeah old baby, beotch!