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 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 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 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 explain how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that gettin buzzed, cause there I was
block parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don't stop, sippin on Private Stock
Through my 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 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 didn't the way
What more 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 didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old didn't pave the way

I had, Shell Toes, and
A killer crease my Lee's when I hit the streets
I'm skelly, ring to leavey, or catch a kiss
Before the homies in my learned to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weed they had
Too seeds in the trey bag
I'm on the train uptown, freestyling
With some kids from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the was starin, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
I'm wondering if her hair, I remember
Stickball, the hoochies on the wall
Or leaks on the steps, stinking up the hall
my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away Rikers Isle
Me and my homies nights, tryin to keep it true
Out on the sipping 90 proof, ain't 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 be here today
If the old school 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 here
If the old school 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 school didn't the way

Remember popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the belts
And Scott LaRock the Super Ho back in Quarters
When Slick Rick was La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the neighborhood parties, I remember
Breakdancing to Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, about to hit the and do graffiti
Be careful don't let the cops see me
It ain't nothing the old school!

What more could I say, I be here today
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 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 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 pave the way