Luyện nghe bài hát Old Time's Sake

evening!
This is your captain speaking
We will soon be reaching an altitude of four and a half feet
That's eight miles in the sky
Please, your seat belt for takeoff
You are now free to smoke about the

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

Speak of the
It's of the rain 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 of detergent and a paint gun
And an squirt gun to spray A-1

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

signal in the sky like Verizon wireless
A nice
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the I surround the hydrants
lives of firemen
Say goodbye, I am again
Naked wives and
Before I to get so high; pussy boy, I could spin
Fin, fin
Fuck the I fly off the hinge
Let that boy off the bench, and throw it to him
There he goes in his coat, no clothes again
Baby, make us some French toast and us some skin
I show you every inch grows of my
Show me nipple I pinch, 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 the force within
And you wake 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 bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking the best (the best)
I one more time for old time's sake
Dre, that beat and scratch that brake
Now just a little bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)

Now where there's smoke, there's
Where 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 your
I'm insane
and kreatine
Hypnotic and red
It's an incredible energy
And given me wings
I I can fly
While I pee on a
You catch me, CSI
as easy as pie
And as as cake
Dre, get on the mic and make tremble and shake

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

Well puffing enough for me
yeah, light it up Cheech, come on
me out, cuz
Give me buzz
Get me on
They me when I'm on that stuff
But this earth calling Shady, man on back (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 check on their
I them the thermometer
You get the
Now baby just over
This won't hurt a bit,

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