Luyện nghe bài hát Old Time's Sake

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

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

of the devil
It's of the rain man
in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun run, run away from
Who wanna dungeon?
No one is safe
In of a brain 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 time's
Dre, drop that beat and scratch that
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, that beat and scratch that brake
Now send a little bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking the best (the best)

Smoke signal in the sky like wireless
A environment
Surprised, entirely by the sound I surround the hydrants
Taking lives of
Say goodbye, I am again
Naked and Vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I 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 again
Baby, make us some toast and show us some skin
I show you every grows of my foreskin
Show me nipple I pinch, throw up, and up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease, us again
The sorcerer of intercourse, if forced, it's him
Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the within
And when you wake up in the morning next to the

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

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

Nah uh, he ain't
He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain
I'm insane
Vodka and
and red bull
It's an incredible energy
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 tremble and shake

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

puffing 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 respond back (fuck! )
Now at all the pretty women in here
(Damn bitches)
Dre, hot
I think we better go check on their
I give them the
You get the
Now just bend over
This won't a damn bit,

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