Luyện nghe bài hát For Old Times Sake

evening!
This is your fucking captain
We will soon be reaching an altitude of four million and a feet
That's eight miles in the sky
Please, undo your seat for takeoff
You are now to smoke about the cabin

I'm Dre from back in the day
NWA from and the gray from
Choking a to smacking her face from
up bodies to
Racking their up from
a bitch to
Stacking crates up
I'm hungry
And I'm with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and at me
Shady for us
Faggot, ain't none

of the devil
It's of the rain man
in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade run, they run away from
Who wanna play
No one is safe
In search of a surgeon
A one
Wait, the day ain't man
It's
I one
Two boxes of detergent and a gun
And an squirt gun to spray A-1

So one time for old time's sake
Dre, that beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)
I said one time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that and scratch that brake
Now just send a bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)

Smoke signal in the sky like wireless
A environment
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the
lives of firemen
Say goodbye, here I am
wives and Vicadin
Before I begin to get so pussy boy, I could spin
Fin, fin
the handle I fly off the hinge
Let boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him
he goes in his trench coat, no clothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and us some skin
I show you every grows of my foreskin
Show me nipple I pinch, up, and throw up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease, blow us
The sorcerer of intercourse, if forced, it's him
Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the force
And when you wake up in the morning to the porcelain

So one more time for old sake
Dre, drop that and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)
I said one more for old time's sake
Dre, drop beat and scratch that brake
Now send a little bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)

Now where there's smoke, fire
Where there's fire, there's
Where there's flames, chronic
Either you or you ain't
I got no time for no

Nah uh, he ain't
He's get the AK and aim it right at your brain
I'm slightly
and kreatine
Hypnotic and red
It's an incredible energy
And it's given me
I I can fly
I pee on a girl
You catch me, CSI
It's as as pie
And as simple as
Dre, get on the mic and make tremble and shake

Now put your up in the air
And raise your henny and
And if you wanna get fucked up, just let me know
We can till there's no more lighter fluid to do it
get into it
You with the triest and truest
I got the Midas
When it comes to rolling up
You motherfuckas smoking
You holding shit up
Now we go
Let's get up, get down, up a blunt
I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records go one
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are just a little more for me
Seeing is how I blew up off of them trees

Well puffing ain't for me
yeah, light it up Cheech, come on
me out, cuz
Give me contact
Get me on
They me when I'm on that stuff
But this earth calling Shady, man on back (what?)
Man losing him; he won't even respond back (fuck! )
Now look at all the pretty in here
(Damn bitches)
Dre, hot
I think we better go on their temperatures
I give them the
You get the
Now baby bend over
won't hurt a damn bit,

And give me one more time for old sake
Dre, drop that beat and that brake
Now just blow a little bit of that my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)
I said one more for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and that brake
Now just send a little bit of that my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)