Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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 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 didn't pave the way

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

What more could I say, I 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
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 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 didn't pave the way

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my when I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or a kiss
Before the homies in my hood to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weed they had
Too many in the trey 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 wondering if her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the
my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to away from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it
Out on the roof 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old school

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

Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Ho in Latin Quarters
When Slick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the block parties, I remember
Breakdancing to Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL he Rocks 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!

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
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 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