Luyện nghe bài hát Reminding Me (of Sef)

Yeah, yeah, what,
me of Sef, what?
Fat fat booty, what?
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 Hennessey, as in
Of eighty-nine they me
Warm days and the beer chemistry

Eventually broken up by responsibilities and
Sometimes this era mentally I
High school I out it
Cats with at graduation got they name shouted

Go to Great America, me and my lady rock the outfit
My niggaz be fuckin' girls that she hang out
Round then Guy out with, Piece of My Love
over if he said, "Dumb bitch"

Everyday the old with rainbow, watchin' the sun twist
Cool as a Mig Dry that in the trunk
After in Wendy's parkin' lot, unfamiliar faces got marked a lot
Showin' off for hoes in and rows had us charged to box
That sorta stopped once A.C. got popped

reminding, mmm, whoah, yeah
It's reminding, hey, yeah,

it
Before minds got a hold to some drugs
And start thinkin' thugs
We'd be at the Bismarck and the club
Plugged with promotion so we got in free

Against the me and my guys formed a colony
Ron'll be
my day, dancin' on speakers
Flames snatched I was this way

87th and Hyde Park was warrin'
gossip, Kenwood bras was pourin'
Suited in three-quarter Jordans,
And coach out the back of Beauty Shop Sevalas

Buy the dope, put my name in they verse,
I would quote, stolen I'd sell, like a child of broke
Behind the beat, I took my first shot of
It hit me in the chest like them marks shot Benji

Shame on the girl left her Fendi around crew
I'da go through it or, it, we was bound to
Travelin' like Vice Lords, down to the
Not wantin' to bring my lady around crew they would snake

House was the lick, behind bars, we'd come up
At 'em I did the dance with my thumbs up

reminding, mmm, whoah, yeah
It's reminding, hey, yeah,

There go the
To get the go, it go, ooh, oh
Yeah, it go, ooh, oh
You heard the people go, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yo, check it, it

Nowadays niggaz is fake, like party at McCormick Place
I don't draw with 'em 'cause they was 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 bumpin' Twilight Tone tapes
Come home callin' broads hang up on they mother
If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would fight other

Get a at the Dunes havin' bake outs
We'd eat, at Giadonno's and out
Then everybody thought that could spend
High had the MCM blazer blend

Girbauds and Guess jeans we was in
and freight trains we was breakin' in
Tim a be Mike down at I.I.T.
Rememberin' numbers on how high, I'd be

It's a Deja-Brew I see bottles of Gill
My man Sef I feel hollow but still

reminding, mmm, whoah, yeah
It's reminding, hey, yeah,