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 them colorful low goose
coming Medina, we boost
we up in A&S, and dipping to bedstuy
Native, he to beatbox, thousands'll listen
yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and just'
and RZA, to the island one morn'
A nigga could dance to music, outdrink any nigga
on the benches, while we reefer, he sold loosies
foot seven a legend 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, you remy
Yo, lets to the fallen, lost forgotten
aiyo, if niggas hear me, then roll up some broccoli
ason, the of a lion, a purified mind
the way he did it, with a mic and some
i would never forget the 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 meaning of love when i kissed the
dirty bastard (sample)
My name is ol dirty bastard,
i dont nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from 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 heart of gold, intelligent from day one
as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry
Sweet lady, BK baby, she taught
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 that came the game, had my brother insane
It's like wealth ain't 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 jewelry pieces with his fangs, his fam
(Brooklyn Zu) you my brother was ill
The first dude to say, "Yo, 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, where I from
In my neighborhood, my know me
Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any
ain't gon' respect me no more
Youknowhatimsaying? Because they -- you people
Got thing about themselves, you know
If you come 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 side, people understand that, and they don't like that
why they don't be buying people music
See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' it real
You can't knock what's real, We telling the truth, man