Luyện nghe bài hát First... And Then

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

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

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

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

the tone, Black Sheep, let it be known
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 with the
And then call your crew on net cell
And then open up a beer and a L
And then party all 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 loves the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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