Luyện nghe bài hát Ol Thang Back

Listen, you learn some
Beats, holla at me
[?] Kiss where you been, you at
This rap is
I want that old thing
I that old thing back

1: Jadakiss]
Some niggas tell a lot, some niggas a lot
Some niggas used to be mad nice, then a lot
Albums still trash I care who the hell you got
Portraying the of a G, we can tell you not
Sorry to bother you, I'm only doing a father do
Your is horrible, you'll forever be a nerd
And your metaphors are better off, never heard
I in grinding, Puff made me shining
Put 'em both together, a of the 90's
Grew up, put that bullshit me
Started making niggas untimely
Looking for me, come to the hood you can me
belt right on the waist where the 9 be
.38 right in the garbage, where the at
M1 in the trunk, where the jacks at
Whoever is in arm length get backslapped
Cause I playing with these rap cats
is the flow you can't learn
The dutch you can't
Nigga, I've got you can't earn

[Hook:
Method Man, where you been you at
rap niggas is wack, I want that old thang back
Yeah, I want that old back
Yeah, I want old thang back

2: Method Man]
[?] need a track
Let me shoot up and back
this needle stuck in my arm, never tuck in my charm
Most my team crack
If I hit every corner G packs
Might cause the man DC to
[?] Hip hop junkies, who rap?
MC's wack, Killerbees is back in the
And a style [?]
[?] his battery at
The bastard child of Clarence Thomas and
On every 1st and 15th make you bring me [?]
Might break a promise but never the code
[?] coke in the pot, fiend at the
Meth, a W on my clothes
I'm a straight rider, straight to the devil with these
I'm straight fire, these motherfuckers is
Like a skinny supermodel that like to powder her

[Hook: Man]
Redman, where you where you at
These rap niggas is wack, I that old thang back
I want that old thang
I want old thang back

3: Redman]
Dope boy, I'm like James, I got that old thang
I got a gold chain, [?] with gold
Doc doing the runnerman on Soul
With a girl, the chicken get Lo Mein
for the raw, I put her on the streets
My thoughts, the blue magic put on the
Game time, Doc rocket [?]
Straight vegetarian nigga and ignore the
[?] keep the blow
in the club, cool like the floor frozen
Check out the wild thang got a [?]
Big ass and high heels the toes open
That's me, MC
Fuck a Grammy awards, underground is tax
Look in the I feel fantastic
The mirror said 'you are, you bastard'

[Hook: Busta
Santana, where you been you
These rap niggas is wack, I want that old thang
I want that old thang
Tell 'em I that old thang back

4]
I came to the pain
Put niggas to shame, simple and
gon' remember my name
And it's all for respect not
So don't play me
You give 'em rope, they still can't hang with me
the [?], they still can't race with me
So far ahead of these niggas they chasing me
I be surprised if niggas ghostwriters got ghostwriters
cease to amaze you
Labels used to care, even though they was me
Now it's 360 deals, day slavery
Fuck you pay me, I'm the one who
[?] or over fortune
The game changed, the sound done changed
All niggas sound the same
The word loyalty don't sound the same
Good thing I the pound, when it bang it always sound the same
I aim at the game, the shall remain
Neck full of like I drowned my chain
Flier than a nigga out the plane
Higher you niggas, you can finally [?]
Better than you niggas that's without me
Treat the like the work, we don't count we weight it
[?], aim it, it, flame it
[?] shower head, you want me spraying
Enough the mumble jumble
Santana back though, can I get a roll?
lotta kush and it's stuffed in a fronto
Fiends still say my work taste gumbo
Yeah, that old thang back
I was told to whip it up and bring the thang back
When I was [?], you was rope
I was runnin' out of bags, you was tage
you was hop scotching, I was drop shopping
At the dealer paying cash for them paper
While you was pop locking, I was Glock
Getting to the cash, brown paper
money fast and it never last
Yeah, they make it fast, barely it back
Haters gonna suffer, I'm okay with
All this garbage, time to away the trash