Luyện nghe bài hát Ason Jones

intro:word i miss you,i the god
word....a powerful brother,man, he was
Raekwon:he was a powerfull general,the smell from his breathe was ballantine it was the year 89'
He the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them colorful low goose
coming from Medina, we
we up in A&S, and dipping to bedstuy
Native, he to beatbox, thousands'll listen
yo, before, the wu got on, him and allah just'
and RZA, came to the island one
A nigga could to slow music, outdrink any nigga
on the benches, while we hitting reefer, he loosies
five foot seven a was born, Russel "ason" Jones
I know for his and lessons
a wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a on his chest
a right hand, you quick, you remy
Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost
aiyo, if niggas hear me, then roll up some broccoli
ason, the of a lion, a purified mind
the way he did it, a mic and some wine
i would never the days we used to sit back
days i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss this
and now i the meaning of love when i kissed the nigga
dirty bastard (sample)
My name is ol dirty bastard,
i dont hide nothing back, i barely, i mean, i 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 soul day one
Loud as the ferry, best friend was momma
Sweet lady, BK baby, she Dirty
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
Knowledge of self, health
The fortunes that with the game, had my brother insane
It's like wealth enough to live for
But if you got love in your heart, just believe in
That was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the Land'
Few jewelry with 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 Allah, that's a blessing

~Ol' Dirty Bastard Sample~]
See, it's like, ok, where I come
In my neighborhood, my know me
See, if I try to come any different
They ain't gon' me no more
Youknowhatimsaying? they -- you know people
Got their thing themselves, you know
If you come 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 other side, people understand that, and they don't like
why they don't be buying people music
See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' it real
You knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man