Luyện nghe bài hát For Old Times Sake

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

I'm Dre from back in the day
NWA from black and the gray
Choking a bitch to smacking her from
Stacking up to
Racking kegs up from
Racking a to
Stacking them up
I'm hungry
And I'm back with a
And we was and rapping and tame at me
for us competition
Faggot, ain't none

Speak of the
attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood stain on my
as the blade spun run, they run away from
Who play dungeon?
No one is from
In search of a surgeon
A one
Wait, the day funny man
It's
I one
Two boxes of detergent and a gun
And an squirt gun to spray A-1

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

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

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

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

Nah uh, he ain't
He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at brain
I'm slightly
Vodka and
and red bull
It's an energy drink
And given me wings
I I can fly
While I pee on a
You won't me, CSI
as easy as pie
And as simple as
Dre, get on the mic and make them and shake

Now put smoke up in the air
And raise your henny and
And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me
We can smoke till there's no more fluid to do it
get into it
You smoking with the triest and
I got the Midas
it comes to rolling 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
Seeing is how I up off of puffing them trees

Well puffing 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 stuff
But this calling Shady, man come on back (what?)
Man we're losing him; he won't even respond (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 just bend over
This won't hurt a bit,

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