Luyện nghe bài hát First... And Then

Shh, I'm sayin', I wasn't even gonna do this
But I owe this motherfucker a
That's why I'm go do
But ya'll motherfuckers stay quiet

Open the door, ya coping for more
you before, velvet, smooth as velour
Step in the light, Black Sheep, rep in it
Never we high, too ebony pride

Something to see, scratch that, ya be
Paying my dues, God knows, for free
Taking it back, paper, making a
Counter-attack, dance floors, making crack

Running the course, got black, running force
Rocking the spot, got y'all, the choice
Feeling the flame, Black Sheep, the pain
Spilling the love, sunshine, feeling the

Setting the tone, Black Sheep, let it be
Cooler than ice, hamming it up, it's own
Making it knock, all the way from the writer's
Geek in ox tails with cocktails, my cock, yo

First, exhale the excel
And call your crew on your net cell
And open up a beer and roll a L
And then party all rest well

But first, with the excel
And then everything you do you do it
And then even if hurt you never tell
And then everybody the clientele

I'm the to not follow, lead and drop throttle
Recline and pop with designer top models
The to not sweat it, stacking not regret it
it with hot head, my thing, got to get it

I move, like a phantom, amidst the
Destined to hit the top, the kettledrum
Kennel one pedigree, the stank dingee
Share my point of view in a world way

I be the principal, it be
There be no optical the pinnacle
like I got a fuse, for when you got to choose
Who in a lot of crews, a million

won't be no debate, my skills are overweight
If you can't hold, you hate, I over
It's Dres, D R E S, the one that it best
My styles illustrious, my are limitless

First, exhale the excel
And then call crew on your net cell
And then open up a beer and a L
And then party all rest well

But first, with the excel
And then everything you do, you do it
And then even if hurt you never tell
And then everybody loves the

Now it doesn't even matter if I do or if I have dough
It's like I'm walking on red carpet everywhere I go
A with rhymes rolling to the tune, low key
Opposite the velvet ropes where Heinekens flow

And I'm known throughout the for what I do with one bar
a rapper, even crack a nigga lower lumbar
Ain't gotta for nada, it don't mean a thing
The only keys I got are the ones swinging on my key

Ain't gotta toss threads, throw rolls and dress
gotta be Dres, stay black and get money
Ain't smoke weed, pop ex or sniff blow
gotta be Dres, stay black and get dough

So cool, they called me old school in the
With ladies in Mercedes at the foot of the Euphrates
On some Handsome Boy shit, telling how to me
Till she's speaking in tongues, screaming out free

First, with the excel
And then your crew on your net cell
And open up a beer and roll an L
And then party all rest well

But first, with the excel
And everything you do, you do it well
And then even if your hurt you never
And then everybody loves the

What front? Back, I'm to rip
What Back, I'm 'bout to rip
What Back, I'm 'bout to rip
What front? Back, I'm to rip
front? Back, I'm 'bout to rip