Luyện nghe bài hát Old Time's Sake

evening!
This is your fucking speaking
We will soon be reaching an altitude of million 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 in the day from
NWA from black and the gray
Choking a bitch to smacking her face
Stacking up to
Racking kegs up from
a bitch to
Stacking crates up
I'm hungry
And I'm with a tapeworm
And we was happening and rapping and at me
for us competition
Faggot, there none

Speak of the
attack of the rain man
Chainsaw in hand, blood on my apron
Soon as the blade run, they run away from
Who wanna dungeon?
No one is from
In search of a brain
A one
Wait, the day ain't man
It's
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 and scratch that brake
Now just a little bit of that smoke my way
And go
You are now smoking with the (the best)
I one more time for old time's sake
Dre, drop that and scratch that brake
Now just 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 environment
Surprised, entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the
Taking lives of
Say goodbye, here I am
Naked and Vicadin
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 trench coat, no again
Baby, make us some French toast and show us some
I show you every grows of my foreskin
Show me I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten
Now you it's a sin to tease, blow us again
The sorcerer of intercourse, if it's forced, him
Don't fight the feeling if you're feeling the within
And you wake up in the morning next to the porcelain

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

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

Nah uh, he playin'
He's gonna get the AK and aim it at your brain
I'm slightly
Vodka and
and red bull
It's an incredible drink
And given me wings
I I can fly
I pee on a girl
You catch me, CSI
as easy 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 henny and coke
And if you really wanna get fucked up, just let me
We can smoke till no more lighter fluid to do it
get into it
You smoking the triest and truest
I got the Midas
When it to rolling shit up
You motherfuckas smoking
You just shit up
Now we go
Let's get up, get down, hold up a
I smoke the kinda stuff that the records go number one
Cuz if at first you don't succeed, won't hurt to smoke some
Now them words are just a little personal for me
is how I blew up off of puffing them trees

Well puffing ain't for me
Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, on
me out, cuz
Give me contact
Get me on
They love me I'm on that stuff
But earth calling Shady, man come 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 temperatures
I give the thermometer
You get the
Now baby bend over
This hurt a damn bit,

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