Luyện nghe bài hát Back in The Day

Brothers and
and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to
Whassup Timbo
is another, Missy
Hip-hop, yes
Elliott,

Yes, uhh
One for the butters, I came the gutter
No I came from my but y'all know what I mean
Hov' is here to stay like permanent in your jeans
Me and be the new tag team
"Whoomp, it is"
We like, Rae and Ghost, A.G. and
We "Public no. 1," our "Uzi weighs a ton"
is our house, run

What happened to those good old
(Ha)
hip-hop, was so much fun
Ohh, house in the summer y'all
(C'mon)
And no one, through with a gun
It was all the music y'all
It helped, to relieve some
(Ha)
Oh, we was one groove y'all
(Y'all)
So much love between and west
(Ha)

Go in the day
knights and gold chains
Do the prep and patch
And your laces all fat
in the day, hey hey hey
Hip-hop has

Remember we used to battle?
(Uh-huh)
On the block the lights came on
(Ha yeah)
Oh mama said, "we would be a kids")
(C'mon)
If we did our homework, we knew those songs
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E.
(Ha)
D.M.C, and D
Yes daddy Kane, slick too
MC opened, doors for you and me, c'mon
(Paper thin)

Go in the day
British knights and gold
Do the and cabbage patch
And wear laces all fat
in the day, hey hey hey
Hip-hop has
(Young J. Bizzy, let's do it nigga)

Grew up the way it oughta be day K.R.S. one all the way
Up to "Nineteen three"
To M.O.P., we "Cold as ice"
Nigga we it from the "Dre day" to the suge knight
So fuck Phillips and Bill O'reilly
If try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally nigga
Post biggie and 'Pac, I gotta hold the city
Make a nigga 'Holla' like Missy but fuck it

let a nigga M.C.
The best rapper alive,
If you rip on your E.P., you gonna an M.D.
So "You to chill" 'cause I "Kill at will"
Like solid dude, y'all niggaz don't get it
"Kill at will," solid Ice cube
Ha ha, that's how has evolved
Jay-Z's for President, I'm ras the national God

Me and jigga, jigga
I rocks the mic right whether I'm drunk or sober
fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid fresh
I've been hot L L rocked the Kangol hat
Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes
(C'mon, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Okay, me, that jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin'
(C'mon, oh yeah, oh yeah)

Go in the day
British knights and gold
Do the prep and cabbage
And wear laces all fat
in the day, hey hey hey
Hip-hop has

I wanna, go in time
(Let's go)
like I, I wanna, go back in time
Feels I
(Y'all remember destruction)
I wanna, go in time
(Where all the rap got on a record together)
Feels I, I wanna, go back in time
(I to love them days, no tension, let's go)

Go in the day
knights and gold chains
Do the prep and patch
And wear laces all fat
in the day, hey hey hey
Hip-Hop has