Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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 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 school pave the way

I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL raising hell but, didn't last
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 was real
Went out to steal, Raw, with Daddy Kane
When De La Soul was Potholes in the game
I can't explain how it was,
Had me puffin on that buddha gettin buzzed, there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my
You don't stop, sippin on that Private Stock
Through my speaker Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to
"Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old school

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 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 school 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

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my 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 they had
Too many in the trey bag
I'm on the train headin uptown,
some 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 on the wall
Or taking leaks on the steps, stinking up the
Through my childhood, as a juvenile
A young tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle
Me and my breakin nights, tryin to keep it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin the old school

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

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

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 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 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 pave the way