Luyện nghe bài hát For Old Times Sake

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

I'm Dre from back in the day
NWA from black and the gray
Choking a bitch to smacking her face
Stacking up to
Racking their kegs up
Racking a to
them crates up
I'm still
And I'm with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and at me
for us competition
Faggot, there ain't

Speak of the
It's attack of the man
in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun run, they run away
Who play dungeon?
No one is safe
In search of a brain
A one
Wait, the day ain't man
It's
I one
Two boxes of and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to A-1

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

Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon
A nice
Surprised, entirely by the sound I surround the hydrants
lives of firemen
Say goodbye, here I am
Naked and Vicadin
Before I to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin
Fin, fin
Fuck the I fly off the hinge
Let that boy off the bench, and throw it to him
There he in his trench coat, no clothes again
Baby, make us some French and show us some skin
I you every inch 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 it's forced, him
Don't fight the if you're feeling the force within
And when you wake up in the morning next to the

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

Now there's smoke, there's fire
Where there's fire, there's
there's flames, there's 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 at your brain
I'm insane
and kreatine
Hypnotic and red
It's an incredible drink
And it's me wings
I I can fly
While I pee on a
You catch me, CSI
as easy as pie
And as simple as
Dre, get on the mic and make them tremble and

Now put smoke up in the air
And raise your and coke
And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me
We can till there's no more lighter fluid to do it
Lets get it
You smoking the triest and truest
I got the Midas
When it comes to shit up
You motherfuckas ain't
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 succeed, won't hurt to smoke some weed
Now them words are a little more personal for me
Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing trees

puffing ain't enough for me
Fuck yeah, it up Cheech, come on
me out, cuz
Give me contact
Get me on
love me when I'm on that stuff
But this earth calling Shady, man come on (what?)
Man we're losing him; he even respond back (fuck! )
Now look at all the women 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
This won't hurt a bit,

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