Luyện nghe bài hát Old School

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

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

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

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

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

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

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