Luyện nghe bài hát First... And Then

Shh, I'm sayin', I wasn't even gonna do 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 for more
Told you before, velvet, smooth as
Step in the light, Black Sheep, rep in it
Never we high, too much pride

Something to see, that, something ya be
Paying my dues, God knows, for free
it back, paper, making a stack
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, killing the
Spilling the love, sunshine, feeling the

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

First, with 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 with the
And then everything you do you do it
And then even if your you never tell
And then everybody loves the

I'm the type to not follow, lead and throttle
Recline and pop bottles designer top models
The to not sweat it, stacking not regret it
Said it 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 dingee
Share my point of view in a way stingy

I be the principal, it be
be no optical above the pinnacle
More like I got a fuse, for 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 over
It's Dres, D R E S, the one does it best
My illustrious, my moves are limitless

First, exhale with the
And then your crew on your net cell
And then open up a beer and 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 everybody loves 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 renegade with rhymes to the tune, low key
Opposite the ropes where Heinekens flow free

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

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

So cool, called me old school in the eighties
ladies in their Mercedes at the foot of the Euphrates
On some Handsome Boy shit, how to trust me
Till speaking in tongues, screaming out monk free

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

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

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