Luyện nghe bài hát Ason Jones

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

He had a of gold, intelligent soul from day one
Loud as the ferry, best friend was Cherry
Sweet lady, BK baby, she Dirty
How to cook, clean, the songs, say the
Old school and O.E., Ballantine, the wine
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 ain't enough to live for
But if you got love in your heart, just in yourself
That was the black man rap, baby 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, that's a

~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~]
See, it's like, ok, where I from
In my neighborhood, my know me
Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to any different
They ain't gon' respect me no
Because they -- you know people
Got their thing themselves, you know
If you come from the neighborhood,
You couldn't, you get out the neighborhood
But you could never take the neighborhood out of the
Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like and crossover
To the other side, people understand that, and they don't that
That's why they don't be people music
See, we it real, and we always gon' keep it real
You knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man