Luyện nghe bài hát Ason Jones

intro:word i miss you,i the god
word....a brother,man, he was live
Raekwon:he was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine it was the year 89'
He stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them low goose
coming from Medina, we
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 just'
and RZA, came to the island one
A nigga dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga
on the benches, while we hitting reefer, he loosies
five foot seven a legend was born, Russel "ason"
I know for his and lessons
a wiseman knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest
a right hand, you quick, you remy
Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost
aiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some
ason, the heart of a lion, a purified
the way he did it, with a mic and wine
i would forget the days we used to sit back
days i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i miss this nigga
and now i the meaning of love when i kissed the nigga
Interlude:ol dirty (sample)
My is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin?
i hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?
When i came out my mother i was on welfare,youknowhatimsaying
so so so its like you got to keep it real

He had a heart of gold, intelligent from day one
Loud as the ferry, friend was momma Cherry
Sweet lady, BK baby, she Dirty
How to cook, clean, the songs, say the
Old dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine
We sip, we sat with the O.G.'s
of self, good health
The that came with the game, had my brother insane
It's wealth ain't enough to live for
But if you got love in heart, just believe in yourself
That was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the Land'
Few pieces with 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, where I from
In my neighborhood, my people me
Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to any different
They gon' respect me no more
Youknowhatimsaying? Because -- you know people
Got their thing themselves, you know
If you come from the neighborhood,
You couldn't, you couldn't get out the
But you could never take the out of the people
Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like and crossover
To the other side, people understand that, and don't like that
That's why they don't be buying people
See, we it real, and we always gon' keep it real
You can't knock real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man