Luyện nghe bài hát Old Time's Sake

evening!
This is your captain speaking
We will soon be reaching an of four million and a half feet
eight million miles 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 black and the gray from
Choking a to smacking her face from
Stacking up to
Racking their kegs up
Racking a to
Stacking them up
I'm still
And I'm back a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and at me
Shady for us
Faggot, there ain't

Speak of the
It's attack of the man
Chainsaw in hand, stain on my apron
Soon as the blade spun run, run away from
Who play dungeon?
No one is from
In search of a surgeon
A one
Wait, the day ain't man
urgent
I one
Two boxes of detergent and a gun
And an emergency gun to spray A-1

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

Smoke signal in the sky like wireless
A nice
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I the hydrants
lives of firemen
Say goodbye, I am again
wives and Vicadin
Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could
Fin, fin
Fuck the handle I fly off the
Let that boy off the bench, and throw it to him
There he goes in his coat, no clothes again
Baby, us some French toast and show us some skin
I show you inch grows 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 the feeling if you're feeling the force within
And when you wake up in the next to the porcelain

So one more time for old time's
Dre, drop that beat and scratch brake
Now just blow a little bit of that my way
And go
You are now with the best (the best)
I said one more for old time's sake
Dre, drop beat and scratch 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 fire, there's flames
Where flames, there's chronic
you high or you ain't
I got no for no games

Nah uh, he playin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain
I'm slightly
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 catch me, CSI
It's as as pie
And as simple as
Dre, get on the mic and make them and shake

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

Well puffing ain't 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 this earth calling Shady, man on back (what?)
Man we're losing him; he even respond back (fuck! )
Now at all the pretty women 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
won't hurt a damn bit,

And give me one more for old time's sake
Dre, drop beat and scratch that brake
Now just blow a little bit of 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 with the (the best)