Luyện nghe bài hát Ason Jones

intro:word i you,i miss the god
word....a powerful brother,man, he was
was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine this it was the year 89'
He the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose
coming Medina, we boost
we up in A&S, slipping and dipping to
Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll
yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah
and RZA, came to the one morn'
A nigga could to slow music, outdrink any nigga
on the benches, while we reefer, he sold loosies
five foot seven a legend was born, "ason" Jones
I know for his braids and
a wiseman knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest
a hand, you quick, serving you remy
Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost
aiyo, if niggas could hear me, roll up some broccoli
ason, the heart of a lion, a purified
the way he did it, with a mic and some
i would never the days we used to sit back
i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this nigga
and now i understand the meaning of when i kissed the nigga
Interlude:ol bastard (sample)
My is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin?
i dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?
When i came out my womb i was on welfare,youknowhatimsaying
so so so its like you got to it real nahwhatimean?

He had a of gold, intelligent soul from day one
as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry
Sweet lady, BK baby, she taught
How to cook, clean, the songs, say the
Old school dances and O.E., Ballantine, the
We sip, while we sat the O.G.'s
of self, good health
The fortunes came with the game, had my brother insane
It's like wealth enough to live for
But if you got love in your heart, believe in yourself
That was the black man rap, Jesus in the black Land'
Few jewelry pieces his gold fangs, his fam
(Brooklyn Zu) you know my was ill
The first dude to say, "Yo, it real"
Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap
Now he with Allah, a blessing

[Interlude: ~Ol' Dirty Bastard
See, it's like, ok, I come from
In my neighborhood, my people me
Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to any different
ain't gon' respect me no more
Youknowhatimsaying? they -- you know people
Got thing about themselves, you know
If you from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying
You couldn't, you couldn't get out the
But you never take the neighborhood out of the people
Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like and crossover
To the side, people understand that, and they don't like that
why they don't be buying people music
See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' it real
You can't what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man