Luyện nghe bài hát Old Time's Sake

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

I'm Dre from in the day from
NWA from black and the from
a bitch to smacking her face from
Stacking up to
Racking their 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
Shady for us
Faggot, ain't none

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

So one more for old time's sake
Dre, drop 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 send a little bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now with the best (the best)

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

So one more 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 the best (the best)
I said one more time for old time's
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)

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

Nah uh, he playin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain
I'm insane
and kreatine
Hypnotic and red
It's an incredible energy
And it's me wings
I I can fly
I pee on a girl
You won't me, CSI
as easy as pie
And as as cake
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 fucked up, just let me
We can smoke there's no more lighter fluid to do it
Lets get it
You smoking the triest and truest
I got the Midas
When it to rolling shit up
You motherfuckas ain't
You just holding 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 to smoke some weed
Now them are just a little more personal for me
is how I blew up off of puffing them trees

Well puffing ain't for me
Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, on
me out, cuz
Give me buzz
Get me on
They love me I'm on that 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 women in
(Damn bitches)
Dre, hot
I think we go check on their temperatures
I them the thermometer
You get the
Now baby bend over
This won't a damn bit,

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