Luyện nghe bài hát Ason Jones

intro:word i you,i miss 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 stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them low goose
from Medina, we boost
we up in A&S, slipping and to bedstuy
Native, he to beatbox, thousands'll listen
yo, before, the wu got on, him and allah just'
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
foot seven a legend was born, Russel "ason" Jones
I know for his braids and
a wiseman with knowledge 120, kept a flag on his
a hand, you quick, serving you remy
Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, lost
aiyo, if niggas could hear me, then up some broccoli
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 just miss this
and now i understand the 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 out my mother womb i was on welfare,youknowhatimsaying
so so so its you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?

He had a heart of gold, soul from day one
Loud as the ferry, best friend was momma
Sweet lady, BK baby, she taught
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
Knowledge of self, good
The fortunes that came with the game, had my insane
It's like wealth ain't enough to for
But if you got in your heart, just believe in yourself
was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black Land'
Few jewelry pieces his gold fangs, his fam
(Brooklyn Zu) you know my 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

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