Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

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

I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL hell but, that didn't last
Eric B. & was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with D
And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was
Went out to steal, remember Raw, with Kane
When De La was puttin Potholes in the game
I explain how it was, Whodini
Had me on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don't stop, on that Private Stock
Through my speaker 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 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 school didn't the way
What more 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 pave the way
What more 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

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A killer inside my Lee's 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 weak weed had
Too many in the trey bag
I'm on the train uptown, freestyling
With wild kids from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the hoochies was starin, thinking, "Why niggas swearing?"
I'm if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the
Or taking on the steps, stinking up the hall
Through my childhood, wild as a
A nigga tryin to stay away from Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, to keep it true
Out on the sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin 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 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 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

Remember and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And LaRock the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember
to Melle Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL he Rocks the Bells
the TV, about to hit the streets and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the transit see me
It ain't 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 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 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 didn't the way