Luyện nghe bài hát Old Time's Sake

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

I'm Dre from in the day from
NWA black and the gray from
Choking a bitch to smacking her face
Stacking up to
Racking their kegs up
Racking a to
Stacking crates up
I'm still
And I'm with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and at me
for us competition
Faggot, there none

Speak of the
It's of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood on my apron
Soon as the spun run, they run away from
Who wanna play
No one is from
In of a brain surgeon
A one
Wait, the day funny man
urgent
I one
Two of detergent and a paint gun
And an emergency squirt gun to A-1

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

Smoke signal in the sky like wireless
A environment
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the I surround the hydrants
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 that boy off the bench, coach and 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, up, and throw up a ten
Now you know it's a sin to tease, us again
The of intercourse, if it's forced, it's him
Don't fight the feeling if you're 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 blow a little bit of that 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 the best (the best)

Now there's smoke, there's fire
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 slightly
Vodka and
and red bull
It's an energy drink
And it's 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 your up in the air
And raise your and coke
And if you really wanna get up, just let me know
We can smoke till there's no more lighter to do it
Lets get it
You smoking with the and truest
I got the touch
When it to rolling shit up
You ain't smoking
You just holding up
Now we go
get up, get down, hold up a blunt
I smoke the kinda that 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 blew up off of them trees

Well ain't enough for me
yeah, light it up Cheech, come 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 him; he won't even 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 baby just bend
This hurt a damn bit,

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