Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

I Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL raising but, that didn't last
B. & Rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with D
And Red was puttin in work, with Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, shit was real
Went out to steal, remember Raw, Daddy Kane
De La Soul was puttin Potholes in the game
I can't how it was, Whodini
Had me puffin on that gettin buzzed, cause there I was
Them block parties in the projects, and on my
You diggy don't stop, sippin on that Private
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 shit, nuttin like the old school

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

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

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

Remember popping and to Kurtis Blow, the name belts
And Scott the Super Ho back in Latin Quarters
When Slick Rick was La-Di-Da-Di
Gaming the hoochies at the block parties, I remember
Breakdancing to Mel
Jekyll and Hyde, LL when he the Bells
Forget the TV, about to hit the streets and do
Be careful don't let the cops see me
It nothing like the old school!

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