Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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 pave the way
more could 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

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 Doug E. show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chill
Had my homies on the hill ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal, remember Raw, Daddy Kane
When De La Soul was puttin in the game
I can't explain how it was,
Had me puffin on buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
block parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggy stop, sippin on that Private Stock
Through my speaker Queen Latifah, and MC
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me the night
T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old

What more could I say, I 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 could 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 school 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 catch a
Before the homies in my learned to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weed they had
Too many in the trey bag
I'm on the train headin uptown,
With some wild from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why them swearing?"
I'm wondering if that's her hair, I
Stickball, pump the on the wall
Or taking on the steps, stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a
A young nigga tryin to stay from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to keep it
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, nuttin 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 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 school didn't 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 pave the way

Remember popping and to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Rick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember
Breakdancing to Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he 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 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
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 didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school didn't the way