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 was ballantine this 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, and dipping to bedstuy
Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll
yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah
and RZA, to the island one morn'
A nigga could to slow music, outdrink any nigga
on the benches, we hitting reefer, he sold loosies
five foot seven a was born, Russel "ason" Jones
I for his braids and lessons
a with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his chest
a right hand, you quick, serving you
Yo, lets to the fallen, lost forgotten
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 wine
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 miss nigga
and now i understand the meaning of love i kissed the nigga
Interlude:ol dirty (sample)
My name is ol bastard, youknowhatimsayin?
i hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?
i came out my mother womb 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, best friend was momma
lady, BK baby, she taught Dirty
How to cook, clean, the songs, say the
Old dances and O.E., Ballantine, the wine
We sip, while we sat the O.G.'s
Knowledge of self, health
The fortunes that came with the game, had my insane
It's wealth ain't enough to live for
But if you got love in your heart, just in yourself
That was the man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land'
Few jewelry pieces his gold fangs, his fam
(Brooklyn Zu) you my brother was ill
The first to say, "Yo, keep it real"
Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap
Now he with Allah, a blessing

[Interlude: Dirty Bastard Sample~]
See, it's like, ok, I come from
In my neighborhood, my people me
Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any
They ain't gon' me no more
Youknowhatimsaying? Because -- you know people
Got their about themselves, you know
If you come the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying
You couldn't, you get out the neighborhood
But you could never the neighborhood out of the people
Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and
To the other side, people that, and they don't like that
That's why they be buying people music
See, we keeps it real, and we gon' keep it real
You can't knock real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man