Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

What more could I say, I 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 more could I say, I 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

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

What 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 pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be 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
more could 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

I had, Shell Toes, and
A killer crease inside my when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, to leavey, or catch a kiss
Before the in my hood learned to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weak weed had
Too seeds in the trey bag
I'm on the train uptown, freestyling
With some wild kids from Bucktown,
the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if 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 nigga tryin to stay away from Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, nuttin like the old school

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

Remember and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was spittin
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 don't 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 school 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 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 here
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