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

I'm Dre back in the day from
NWA from black and the from
Choking a to smacking her face from
up bodies to
Racking their up from
a bitch to
Stacking crates up
I'm hungry
And I'm back with a
And we was happening and and tame at me
Shady for us
Faggot, ain't none

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

So one more time for old time's
Dre, that 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 said one more for old time's sake
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)

signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice
Surprised, entirely by the sound I surround the hydrants
Taking lives of
Say goodbye, I am again
wives and Vicadin
Before I begin to get so 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, us some French toast and show us some skin
I show you every inch 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 sorcerer of intercourse, if forced, it's him
Don't fight the if you're feeling the force within
And when you wake up in the next to the porcelain

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

Now where 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 playin'
He's get the AK and aim it right at your brain
I'm slightly
Vodka and
Hypnotic and red
an incredible energy drink
And it's given me
I I can fly
I pee on a girl
You won't me, CSI
It's as as pie
And as simple as
Dre, get on the mic and make tremble and shake

Now put smoke up in the air
And your henny and coke
And if you really get fucked up, just let me know
We can smoke there's no more lighter fluid to do it
get into it
You smoking with the triest and
I got the touch
When it comes to rolling 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 make the records go 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 blew up off of puffing them

puffing ain't enough for me
Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, on
me out, cuz
Give me contact
Get me on
love me when I'm on that stuff
But this earth calling Shady, man 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 them the thermometer
You get the
Now just bend over
This hurt a damn bit,

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