Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

What could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old school didn't the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way

I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL raising hell but, that last
Eric B. & Rakim was, the to me
I to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chill
Had my homies on the hill ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal, Raw, with Daddy Kane
When De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the
I can't how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my
You diggy don't stop, sippin on Private Stock
my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the
With T La and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old

What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school pave the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school pave the way
What could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way

I had, Shell Toes, and
A killer inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or a kiss
Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I
Way back, the weak weed had
Too many seeds in the bag
I'm on the headin uptown, freestyling
With wild kids from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if that's her hair, I
Stickball, the hoochies on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the
my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers
Me and my homies breakin nights, to keep it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't like the old school

more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school didn't the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way

Remember popping and locking to Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Ho in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember
Breakdancing to Mel
and Hyde, LL when he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful let the transit cops see me
It nothing like the old school!

more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old school didn't the way