Luyện nghe bài hát Old School (Cookin Soul Remix)

What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be here
If the old school pave the way

I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Caz
LL raising but, that didn't last
B. & Rakim was, the shit to me
I to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was puttin in work, with Chuck
Had my homies on the hill ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal, Raw, with Daddy Kane
When De La was puttin Potholes in the game
I can't how it was, Whodini
Had me on that buddha gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them parties in the projects, and on my block
You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Stock
Through my Queen Latifah, and MC Lyte
Listen to Treach, KRS to get me through the
With T La and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit, nuttin like the old

What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school pave the way
What could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way

I had, Toes, and BVD's
A killer crease inside my Lee's I hit the streets
I'm playing skelly, ring to leavey, or a kiss
Before the homies in my learned to smack a bitch, I remember
Way back, the weed they had
Too many in the trey bag
I'm on the train headin uptown,
With some wild from Bucktown, profiling
Cause the was starin, thinking, "Why them niggas swearing?"
I'm if that's her hair, I remember
Stickball, pump the hoochies on the
Or taking on the steps, stinking up the hall
my childhood, wild as a juvenile
A young nigga tryin to stay away Rikers Isle
Me and my homies breakin nights, tryin to it true
Out on the roof sipping 90 proof, ain't nuttin like the old

more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more could I say, I be here today
If the old school pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old didn't pave the way

popping and locking to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Rick was spittin La-Di-Da-Di
the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, I remember
Breakdancing to Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL he Rocks the Bells
Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do
Be careful don't let the cops see me
It ain't like the old school!

What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way
more could I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old didn't pave the way
What more could I say, I wouldn't be today
If the old school pave the way
What more I say, I wouldn't be here today
If the old school didn't the way