Luyện nghe bài hát Remaning Me Of (Sef)

Yeah, yeah, what,
Reminding me of Sef,
Fat fat thick booty,
You say jack big booty, yo
He say OOH OH
I the boy he said OOH OH
The people he said OOH OH
Uhh uh uh uhh yo yo yo
it, check it

Driftin on a memory, forth
from a fifth of Hennesey, as in
of eighty-nine they me
days and the cold beer chemistry
Eventually broken up by responsibilities and
Sometimes this era mentally I
High I came out it
Cats with clout at got they name shouted
Go to Great America, me and my lady rock the same
My niggaz be fuckin girls that she out with
Round Guy came out with, 'Piece of My Love'
Arguin if he said, "Dumb bitch"
Everyday the same old with rainbow, the sun twist
Cool as a Mig Dry, that in the trunk
Afterparties in Wendy's parkin lot, faces got marked a lot
Showin off for hoes in bricks and had us charged to box
That demo sorta stopped once A.C. got

Chorus: Chantay

It's remind-ing... mmm whooahhh
It's remind-ing... heyyeahhahh,

it
Before these minds got ahold to drugs
and start they thugs
be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball club
Plugged with promotion so we got in free
Against the wall me and my guys a colony, Ron'll be beatin
Saved my day, on speakers
Flames I was born this way
Street and Hyde Park was warrin
Over gossip, bras was pourin
in three-quarter Jordans, pro-models
and started coach out the back of Beauty Shop
Buy the dope, put my name in verse, EPMD
I would quote, stolen I'd sell, like a child of broke
the beat, I took my first shot of Henny
It hit me in the chest like them marks shot Benji
Shame on the girl that left her Fendi crew
I'da go it or, take it, we was bound to
Travellin Vice Lords, down to the taste
Not wantin to my lady around crew cause they would snake
House parties was the lick, behind bars come up
at em' I did the dance with my thumbs up

There go the
To get the go, it go OOH OH
Yeah, it go OOH OH
You heard the people they go oh oh oh-oh oh-oh
Yo, check it, it

Nowadays niggaz is fake, like that at McCormick Place
I don't draw with em, they was born to trace
At times I movin to a warmer place
Then the Lake and skyline, give me a embrace
remindin me of the pointed Moe used to mace
Six in the Hyundai bumpin Twilight Tone tapes
Come home late callin broads up on they mother
If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight each
Get a room at the havin bakeouts
We'd eat, at and break out
everybody thought that they could spend
High rollers had the MCM blazer
Girbauds and jeans we was takin in
Cranes and trains we was breakin in
Tim a be basin Mike at I.I.T.
Rememberin numbers depended on how I'd be
It's a Deja-Brew, I see bottles of Gill
My man Sef I feel hollow but still