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
That's eight miles in the sky
Please, undo your seat for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the

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

of the devil
It's attack of the man
in hand, blood stain on my apron
Soon as the blade run, they run away from
Who wanna dungeon?
No one is safe
In of a brain surgeon
A one
Wait, the day ain't man
urgent
I one
Two of detergent and a paint gun
And an squirt gun to spray A-1

So one more time for old time's
Dre, drop that beat and that brake
Now just blow a bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now with 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)

Smoke signal in the sky like wireless
A nice
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I the hydrants
Taking lives of
Say goodbye, here I am
Naked and Vicadin
I begin 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 in his trench coat, no clothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and us some skin
I you every inch grows of my foreskin
me nipple I pinch, throw 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
fight the feeling if you're feeling the force within
And when you up in the morning next to the porcelain

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

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

Nah uh, he playin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it right at brain
I'm slightly
and kreatine
Hypnotic and red
It's an incredible energy
And given me wings
I I can fly
While I pee on a
You won't me, CSI
It's as as pie
And as as cake
Dre, get on the mic and make them and shake

Now put smoke up in the air
And raise your and coke
And if you wanna get fucked up, just let me know
We can smoke till no more lighter fluid to do it
Lets get it
You smoking with the triest and
I got the Midas
When it to rolling shit up
You motherfuckas ain't
You just shit up
Now we go
get up, get down, hold up a blunt
I smoke the kinda stuff that the records go number one
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to some weed
Now words are just a little more personal for me
Seeing is how I up off of puffing them trees

puffing ain't enough 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 earth calling Shady, man come on (what?)
Man we're losing he won't even respond back (fuck! )
Now look at all the pretty women in
(Damn bitches)
Dre, hot
I think we better go 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 sake
Dre, that beat 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 that
Now send a little bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now with the best (the best)