Luyện nghe bài hát For Old Times Sake

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

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

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

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

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

So one time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch brake
Now just blow a bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)
I one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that
Now just send a bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking 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 slightly
Vodka and
Hypnotic and red
It's an energy drink
And it's me wings
I I can fly
I pee on a girl
You catch me, CSI
as easy as pie
And as as cake
Dre, get on the mic and make them and shake

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

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

And give me one time for old time's sake
Dre, drop beat and scratch that brake
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, 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)