Luyện nghe bài hát Reminding 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 he said, ooh, oh
Uhh, uh, uh, uhh, yo, yo, yo
it, check it

Driftin' on a memory, brought
From a fifth of Hennessey, as in
Of eighty-nine they me
Warm days and the cold beer

Eventually broken up by responsibilities and
this era mentally I reconstruct
High I came out it
Cats with clout at got they name shouted

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

Everyday the old with rainbow, watchin' the sun twist
Cool as a Mig Dry in the trunk shit
After parties 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

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

it
Before these minds got a hold to drugs
And thinkin' they thugs
We'd be at the Bismarck and the Racquetball
Plugged with Gucci promotion so we got in

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

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

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

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

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

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

go the break
To get the go, it go, ooh, oh
Yeah, it go, ooh, oh
You heard the they go, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yo, it, check it

niggaz is fake, like that party at McCormick Place
I don't with 'em 'cause they was born to trace
At times, I contemplate to a warmer place
Then the Lake and skyline, give me a warm

Remindin' me of the pointed parties Moe used to
Six deep in the Hyundai bumpin' Tone tapes
Come home late callin' hang up on they mother
If it wasn't nowhere to scrap at then we would each other

Get a room at the Dunes havin' outs
We'd eat, at and break out
Then thought that they could spend
High had the MCM blazer blend

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

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

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