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 heard the boy he OOH OH
The party people he OOH OH
Uhh uh uh uhh yo yo yo
Check it, it

on a memory, brought forth
from a fifth of Hennesey, as in
of they envision me
Warm days and the cold beer
Eventually up by responsibilities and such
Sometimes era mentally I reconstruct
school I came out it
Cats with at graduation got they name shouted
Go to America, me and my lady rock the same outfit
My niggaz be fuckin girls that she hang out
Round then Guy came out with, of My Love'
Arguin if he said, "Dumb bitch"
Everyday the same old with rainbow, watchin the sun
Cool as a Mig Dry, that in the trunk
Afterparties in Wendy's parkin lot, unfamiliar faces got a lot
off for hoes in bricks and rows had us charged to box
That demo stopped once A.C. got popped

Chorus: Savage

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

it
Before these minds got ahold to drugs
and start thinkin thugs
We'd be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball
Plugged with Gucci so we got in free
the wall me and my guys formed a colony, Ron'll be beatin
Saved my day, on speakers
snatched I was born this way
87th Street and Hyde was warrin
Over gossip, Kenwood was pourin
Suited in Jordans, pro-models
and coach out the back of Beauty Shop Sevalas
Buy the dope, put my name in verse, EPMD
I would quote, leathers I'd sell, like a child of broke
behind the beat, I my first shot of Henny
It hit me in the chest like when them shot Benji
on the girl that left her Fendi around crew
I'da go through it or, take it, we was to
Travellin like Vice Lords, down to the
Not to bring my lady around crew cause they would snake
parties was the lick, behind bars we'd come up
at em' I did the Hooper 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, it, check it

Nowadays niggaz is fake, that party at McCormick Place
I don't draw with em, they was born to trace
At times I contemplate to a warmer place
Then the and skyline, give me a warm embrace
remindin me of the pointed parties Moe to mace
Six deep in the Hyundai bumpin Twilight tapes
Come home late callin broads up on they mother
If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight other
Get a room at the Dunes bakeouts
We'd eat, at Giadonno's and out
Then everybody thought that they could
High rollers had the MCM blend
Girbauds and Guess we was takin in
Cranes and freight trains we was in
Tim a be Mike down at I.I.T.
Rememberin depended on how high I'd be
It's a Deja-Brew, I see bottles of Gill
My man Sef passed I hollow but still