Luyện nghe bài hát Ason Jones

intro:word i you,i miss the god
word....a brother,man, he was live
Raekwon:he was a powerfull general,the smell from his was ballantine this it was the year 89'
He stayed the freshest, polo boots, wallies with them low goose
from Medina, we boost
we up in A&S, slipping and to bedstuy
Native, he used to beatbox, thousands'll
yo, thats before, the wu got on, him and allah
and RZA, to the island one morn'
A nigga dance to slow music, outdrink any nigga
on the benches, while we hitting reefer, he sold
five foot seven a was born, Russel "ason" Jones
I know for his and lessons
a wiseman with knowledge 120, a flag on his chest
a hand, you quick, serving you remy
Yo, lets toadt to the fallen, forgotten
aiyo, if niggas could hear me, then roll up some
ason, the heart of a lion, a mind
the way he did it, with a mic and some
i would never forget the days we used to sit
days i be all up in the crib, listening, holding, align him and yo i just miss nigga
and now i understand the of love when i kissed the nigga
Interlude:ol dirty (sample)
My is ol dirty bastard, youknowhatimsayin?
i dont nothing back, i barely, i mean, i come from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying?
When i came out my womb i was on welfare,youknowhatimsaying
so so so its you got to keep it real nahwhatimean?

He had a of gold, intelligent soul from day one
as the ferry, best friend was momma Cherry
Sweet lady, BK baby, she Dirty
How to cook, clean, the songs, say the
Old school and O.E., Ballantine, the wine
We sip, while we sat the O.G.'s
Knowledge of self, good
The that came with the game, had my brother insane
It's like ain't enough to live for
But if you got love in your heart, just in yourself
That was the black man rap, baby Jesus in the black
Few jewelry pieces with his fangs, his fam
(Brooklyn Zu) you my brother was ill
The first to say, "Yo, keep it real"
Yeah, the lover, the father, the hustler, the rap
Now he Allah, that's a blessing

[Interlude: ~Ol' Dirty Sample~]
See, it's like, ok, I come from
In my neighborhood, my people me
Youknowhatimsaying? See, if I try to come any
They gon' respect me no more
Because they -- you know people
Got their thing about themselves, you
If you from the neighborhood, youknowhatimsaying
You couldn't, you couldn't get out the
But you could take the neighborhood out of the people
Youknowhatimsaying, but if you try to like jump and
To the side, people understand that, and they don't like that
That's why they be buying people music
See, we keeps it real, and we always gon' it real
You knock what's real, youknowhatimsaying? We telling the truth, man