Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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 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 wouldn't be here
If the old school didn't the way

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

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

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease my Lee's 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 weed they had
Too many seeds in the bag
I'm on the train headin uptown,
With some wild 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, up the hall
Through my childhood, as a juvenile
A young nigga to stay away from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, to keep it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old

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

Remember popping and locking to Blow, the name belts
And Scott LaRock the Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I
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 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 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 didn't the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
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