Luyện nghe bài hát First... And Then

Shh, I'm sayin', I even gonna do this shit
But I owe this a favor
That's why I'm go do
But ya'll motherfuckers stay quiet

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

won't 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 it best
My illustrious, my moves are limitless

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

But first, with the excel
And then you do, you do it well
And then even if your 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 renegade with rolling to the tune, low key
Opposite the velvet ropes where Heinekens free

And I'm known throughout the world for what I do one bar
Slap a rapper, even crack a lower lumbar
Ain't front for nada, it don't mean a thing
The only keys I got are the ones 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 be Dres, stay black and get dough

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

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

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

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