to this now dark to bark now Mad as that pushing the whip You ride up the block sideways that's cool But can you mobb that ol' school [Chorus] Can you mobb your ol' school
Im from the old school but I flunked Black on Black Rips with some grain to grip Bitch slapping these trick rappers Till they pay this pimp Quit acting the click
more stompin' than the gappers And that's why Ice click was it First name St., last name Tex Hair brothers in their name Murphy Key Slow had a mass, Sidia Ali Old school
get on thats right I gots some niggas in my click that make they muthafuckin' jaws tight now Go niggas wanna get on thats right I gots some niggas in my click
claats, shakey like Don Knots They bitin like a room full of pits and rots I got that old school soul Called take it back like repo And I got foes
(Birdman intro) Yeah We gon' go old school Ya know what I'm sayin If you from where I'm from Ya know what I'm talkin' 'bout The way we do this here
playboys stepped in talent shows (let's do it again) Prom night, tux and Kangol was so cool (do it a) Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school (old school
for life- all I beat is sweet dome. Now pop it for da pimp- go get your boogie on. I'm all about the dome like an old school strobe. So all gutta' chicks
Right about now in the place to be Too $hort baby Gettin' real funky with the motherfuckin' Dangerous Crew bitch With that old school Too $hort baby,
fuck and a mouth full of cum She made money for a minute but she loved the sex So I cut the bitch loose like an old school 'vette Six months later I
, a prison? I'm buggin' off the way that I'm livin' Seems everywhere I turn I'm assumin' the position At school I'm gettin' tired of hearin' the same old
my mama and them, I'm ready to go home I'm fifteen years old, out here on my own Mama let me back in, mama real strict After school, straight home, no
, shinin on them bitches cause nigga I'm bot that, flip a quarter bird to score a whole sack, pull up in the club in a old school 'lac, with a bitch ridin
em see the inside let em see the drop. Comin down sunshine a nigga dont pop. I dont pop trunk, i dont ride belts. I ride old school make sure the pain
Tre Ward You know Im comin clean, Starchin down the scene Im comin down sippin on that drank the codeine (Kici) [28:50] Damn, chillin with my old school
I tie my laces Here, put the metal in your mouth, like you was rockin' braces I spit an iron lungie, yeah, I'm old school like the Iron Monkey My shit
test, this and try to question this He so different with the swiftness, godfather civilization Shell casin', universal nation Could he be the one predicted? Presidential sent in Old school
