Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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

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

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

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A crease inside my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a kiss
the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weak weed had
Too many in the trey bag
I'm on the train headin uptown,
With wild kids from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why them swearing?"
I'm if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the
Or taking leaks on the steps, up the hall
my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away from Isle
Me and my breakin nights, tryin to keep it true
Out on the sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school

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

popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Ho back in Latin Quarters
Slick Rick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember
to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he the Bells
Forget the TV, to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the cops see me
It nothing like the 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 wouldn't be today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I 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 could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way