Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

What more 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 didn't pave 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

I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL hell but, that didn't last
B. & Rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E. show, with Ricky D
And Red was puttin in work, with Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was
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 gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don't stop, on that Private Stock
my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, like the old school

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

I had, Shell Toes, and
A killer crease my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a
Before the homies in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I
Way back, the weed they had
Too many in the trey bag
I'm on the headin uptown, freestyling
With some wild kids from Bucktown,
Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if 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 to stay away from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies nights, tryin to keep it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin the old school

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

Remember and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin
When Slick was spittin 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, about to hit the streets and do
Be careful don't let the transit see me
It nothing like the old school!

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 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
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 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