Luyện nghe bài hát For Old Times Sake

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

I'm Dre from back in the day
NWA black and the gray from
Choking a to smacking her face from
up bodies to
Racking their up from
Racking a to
Stacking them up
I'm hungry
And I'm back with a
And we was happening and rapping and at me
Shady for us
Faggot, there none

Speak of the
attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood on my apron
Soon as the blade spun run, run away from
Who wanna dungeon?
No one is from
In search of a brain
A one
Wait, the day ain't man
urgent
I one
Two of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency gun to spray A-1

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

signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the I surround the hydrants
Taking of firemen
Say goodbye, here I am
Naked and Vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I spin
Fin, fin
Fuck the handle I fly off the
Let that boy off the bench, and throw it to him
There he goes in his trench coat, no again
Baby, make us French toast and show us some skin
I show you inch grows of my foreskin
Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and 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 the feeling if you're feeling the force within
And you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain

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

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

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

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

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

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