Luyện nghe bài hát Remaning Me Of (Sef)

Yeah, yeah, what,
Reminding me of Sef,
Fat fat thick booty,
You say that big booty, yo
He say OOH OH
I the boy he said OOH OH
The party people he 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 and such
Sometimes this era mentally I
High school I out it
Cats with clout at graduation got they shouted
Go to Great America, me and my lady rock the same
My niggaz be fuckin that she hang out with
Round then Guy out with, 'Piece of My Love'
over if he said, "Dumb bitch"
Everyday the same old with rainbow, the sun twist
Cool as a Mig Dry, that in the shit
Afterparties in Wendy's lot, unfamiliar faces got marked a lot
off for hoes in bricks and rows had us charged to box
That demo stopped once A.C. got popped

Chantay Savage

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

it
Before these got ahold to some drugs
and start thinkin thugs
We'd be at the Bismarck, and the Racquetball
with Gucci promotion so we got in free
Against the wall me and my formed a colony, Ron'll be beatin
Saved my day, on speakers
Flames snatched I was this way
87th Street and Hyde Park was
Over gossip, Kenwood bras was
Suited in Jordans, pro-models
and started coach out the back of Beauty Sevalas
Buy the dope, put my in they verse, EPMD
I would quote, stolen leathers I'd sell, like a of broke
behind the beat, I took my first shot of
It hit me in the chest like when them marks shot
Shame on the girl that left her Fendi crew
I'da go through it or, take it, we was to
like Vice Lords, down to the taste
Not wantin to bring my lady around crew cause they would
House parties was the lick, behind we'd come up
at em' I did the Hooper dance with my 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, cause they was to trace
At times I contemplate to a warmer place
Then the Lake and skyline, give me a warm
remindin me of the pointed Moe used to mace
Six deep in the bumpin Twilight Tone tapes
Come home late callin hang up on they mother
If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight other
Get a room at the havin bakeouts
We'd eat, at and break out
Then everybody thought they could spend
High had the MCM blazer blend
and Guess jeans we was takin in
Cranes and freight we was breakin in
Tim a be basin Mike at I.I.T.
numbers depended on how high I'd be
It's a Deja-Brew, when I see bottles of
My man Sef passed I hollow but still