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 better stay

Open the door, catch ya coping for
Told you before, velvet, smooth as
Step in the light, Sheep, rep in it right
we high, too much ebony pride

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

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

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

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

I'm the type to not follow, and drop throttle
Recline and pop bottles with 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
Destined to hit the top, Dres the
Kennel one pedigree, the flow stank
Share my point of view in a way stingy

I be the principal, it be
There be no optical above the
More I got a fuse, for when you got to choose
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 the excel
And then call crew on your net cell
And then open up a beer and a L
And then party all night rest

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

Now it doesn't even matter if I do or if I don't dough
It's like I'm on red carpet everywhere that I go
A with rhymes 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, even a nigga lower lumbar
Ain't gotta front for nada, it don't mean a
The only keys I got are the swinging on my key ring

Ain't gotta toss threads, throw and dress funny
Just gotta be Dres, stay black and get
Ain't gotta 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 their Mercedes at the of the Euphrates
On some Boy shit, telling how to trust me
Till she's speaking in tongues, out monk free

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

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

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