Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Forget About You

There comes a day in your life when you wanna kick
Straw hat on the porch you old perhaps
Wanna your thoughts, have a cold one
Brag, to your grandkids about how life is
So I will light a cigar in the of the crib
on the wall of all the things that I did
All the and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made career stop
All that, and your man is still here, and I'm hot
Wow, I a moment y'all
See, I felt a tear drop

When was the time you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the
was the last time you heard your boy Nas rhyme?
Never on schedule, but always on

These hold my deepest days
hood taught me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what me
Break me, not a thing's break me
streets hold my deepest days
This hood taught me ways
Made me, this is what made me
me, not a thing's gonna break me

Oh, I'm history, I'm that block
I'm lifestyle, I'm that spot
I'm kid by the number spot
my past that made me hot
Here's my life long
forget about you
(Can't forget about, can't about you)
(Can't about, can't forget about you)

Can't forget about the old school, Bam, Cas, Melle Mel,
spinnin' on they back
Can't forget when the rap Grammy went to Jazzy, Fresh Prince
Fat Boys broke up; rap been the same since
So irregular, how it you up
Mr. T became a wrestler
Can't about Jordan's retirement
The shot Robert Horry to win the in the finals, kid
Some things are forever, things are not
It's the things we remember that gave the shock
They stay in a place in mind so snug
Like who the person was with you first make love

When was the time you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the
When was the last time you heard boy Nas rhyme?
on schedule, but always on time

These streets hold my days
This hood taught me golden
Made me, truly this is made me
Break me, not a gonna break me
These streets hold my days
This taught me golden ways
Made me, truly is what made me
Break me, not a gonna break me

Oh, I'm that history, I'm block
I'm that lifestyle, I'm spot
I'm kid by the number spot
That's my past made me hot
Here's my life anthem
Can't forget you
(Can't forget about, can't forget you)

Unforgettable, unsubmittable, I go by N now
Just one syllable; it's the end 'cause the tired
It's the vibe Good Times had right after James died
That's why the gangsta rhymers ain't
Heinous crimes help record sales than creative lines
And I don't wanna bringing up the greater times
But I'm a dreamer, with the state of mind
The the past, enough of it, a'ight then
But nothing me chills like Douglas and Tyson
Or when his talk was live
Or when he first did the moon on Motown 25

When was the last you heard a real anthem?
Nas, the millionaire, the
When was the last time you heard boy Nas rhyme?
Never on schedule, but always on

streets hold my deepest days
This hood me golden ways
Made me, truly this is what me
Break me, not a thing's gonna me
These streets hold my days
This taught me golden ways
Made me, this is what made me
Break me, not a thing's gonna me

That's why, darling, it's
That so unforgettable
Thinks that I am too