Luyện nghe bài hát First... And Then

Shh, I'm sayin', I wasn't gonna do this shit
But I owe this a favor
why I'm go do shit
But motherfuckers better stay quiet

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

Something to see, that, something ya be
my dues, God knows, nothing for free
Taking it back, paper, making a
Counter-attack, dance floors, making them

Running the course, got black, with force
the spot, got y'all, loving the choice
Feeling the flame, Black Sheep, killing the
Spilling the love, sunshine, the same

Setting the tone, Sheep, let it be known
Cooler than ice, it up, keeping it's own
Making it knock, all the way from the block
Geek in ox tails cocktails, holding my cock, yo

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

But first, with the excel
And everything you do you do it well
And then even if your hurt you tell
And then everybody loves the

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

I move, a phantom, amidst the meddlesome
Destined to hit the top, the kettledrum
one pedigree, the flow stank dingee
Share my point of in a world way stingy

I be the principal, it be
be no optical above the pinnacle
More like I got a fuse, for when you got to
Who in a lot of crews, a molecules

There be no debate, my skills are overweight
If you can't hold, you hate, I compensate
It's Dres, D R E S, the one that does it
My styles illustrious, my moves are

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

But first, exhale with the
And then you do, you do it well
And then even if your you never tell
And then everybody the clientele

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

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

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

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

First, exhale with the
And then call your crew on your net
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 you never tell
And then everybody the clientele

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