Luyện nghe bài hát First... And Then

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

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

Something to see, scratch that, ya be
Paying my dues, God knows, nothing for
Taking it back, paper, a stack
Counter-attack, dance floors, them crack

the course, got black, running with force
Rocking the spot, got y'all, loving the
Feeling the flame, Sheep, killing the pain
Spilling the love, sunshine, feeling the

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

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

But first, exhale the excel
And then you do you do it well
And then even if hurt you never tell
And everybody loves the clientele

I'm the type to not follow, lead and 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
to hit the top, Dres the kettledrum
Kennel one pedigree, the flow stank
Share my point of view in a world way

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

There won't be no debate, my 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 are limitless

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

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

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

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

Ain't toss 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, black and get dough

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

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

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

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