Luyện nghe bài hát Ol Thang Back

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

1: Jadakiss]
Some niggas tell a lot, some niggas a lot
Some used to be mad nice, then fell a lot
still trash I don't 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 production is horrible, you'll be a nerd
And your metaphors are off, never being heard
I in grinding, Puff made me shining
Put 'em together, a protege of the 90's
up, put that bullshit behind me
Started making demises untimely
for me, come to the hood you can find me
Gucci right on the waist where the 9 be
.38 in the garbage, where the packs at
M1 right in the trunk, the jacks at
Whoever is in arm length get backslapped
Cause I ain't playing these rap cats
This is the flow you can't
The you can't burn
Nigga, I've got stripes you earn

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

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

Method Man]
Redman, you been where you at
These rap niggas is wack, I want that old thang
I want that old thang
I that old thang back

[Verse 3:
Dope boy, I'm like Rick James, I got that old
I got a gold chain, [?] with frames
Doc the runnerman on Soul Train
With a chinese girl, the get Lo Mein
for the raw, I put her on the streets
My thoughts, the blue magic put on the
Game time, Doc like [?]
Straight vegetarian nigga and the beef
[?] keep the blow
in the club, cool like the floor frozen
Check out the wild thang got a [?]
Big ass and high with the toes open
me, 90's MC
Fuck a Grammy awards, underground is tax
Look in the mirror I fantastic
The mirror said are, you conceited bastard'

Busta Rhymes]
Santana, where you where you
These rap niggas is wack, I that old thang back
I want that old thang
Tell 'em I want old thang back

4]
I to bring the pain
Put to shame, simple and plain
They gon' remember my
And all for respect not fame
So don't play me
You could give 'em rope, still can't hang with me
Pass the [?], they still can't race me
So far ahead of these they still chasing me
I wouldn't be surprised if ghostwriters got ghostwriters
Nothing cease to you
Labels to care, even though they was raping me
Now it's 360 deals, modern day
Fuck you pay me, I'm the one who
[?] or over fortune
The game done changed, the sound done
All niggas sound the same
The loyalty don't even sound the same
Good thing I keep the pound, it bang it always sound the same
I aim at the game, the real remain
Neck full of water I drowned my chain
than a nigga jumping out the plane
Higher you niggas, you can finally [?]
Better than you that's without me saying
Treat the money like the work, we count we weight it
[?], aim it, it, flame it
[?] head, you don't want me spraying
Enough with the jumble
back though, can I get a drum roll?
Whole lotta kush and stuffed in a fronto
Fiends still say my work like gumbo
Yeah, bring old thang back
I was told to whip it up and bring the whole back
I was [?], you was jumping rope
I was runnin' out of bags, you was playing
While you was hop scotching, I was shopping
At the dealer cash for them paper tags
you was pop locking, I was Glock popping
Getting to the cash, paper bags
money fast and it never last
Yeah, they make it fast, barely it back
Haters gonna suffer, I'm with that
All garbage, time to throw away the trash