Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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

I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, 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 Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was
Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Kane
When De La was puttin Potholes in the game
I can't how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Stock
Through my speaker Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the
T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin 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
What more could I say, I be here today
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
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 school didn't the way

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

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

popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was spittin
Gaming the hoochies at the block 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 don't let the transit 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 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
more 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 didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old school pave the way