Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the you've all been waiting for
In this corner, weighing 175 pounds, a record of 17 rapes
400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, most
in the world, Slim Shady!

So crack a bottle, let body waddle
Don't act a snobby model
You just hit the
Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got

Now where's the Who's got the rubbers?
I there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
Ladies us and my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this from dusk

Ok, go
Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant
Picture us, just be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mother's son who got under the bus
Kiss my butt, lick my cheese from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the game the way it looks
It's a must, I redeem my name and get mushed
Bitches lust, man they love me when I'm the cut
the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut

Now picture us, it's ridiculous you curse at the
Cuz when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire
If I fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants entered the room
I venture to say with the center of its true
Not to mention with a vengeance, so here's the signal
Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is back on you

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my
Got one shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the
I noticed there's so many of and there's really not that many of us
And love us and my posse's kicking up dust
on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

They see that low rider go by they're "Oh my!"
You got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why
I dip through in that six trey sick 'em Dre
I'm an itch that can't scratch, they're sick of me
But hey, what else can I say? I LA
Cuz over and above all, it's just day
And this one where the last one ends
Pick up where we left off and get again

I'll be dammed, just around and crashed my Benz
around with a smashed front end
Let's cash one in
Grab one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El or the El Dorado
The if I know
Do I leather seats or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions, garage like Precision Collision
Or Maico beats like Waco
Just keep the bass low, speakers away your face though

So crack a bottle, let body waddle
Don't act a snobby model
You just hit the
Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves

Now where's the Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that of us
And ladies us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

And I take pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

It's after bottle
The money a thang when you party with me
Its what we into, simple
We ball out of control like you wouldn't
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King
Get rolled on, wrapped up and on
I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the
Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you

Nigga on and on the break of what
Get the paper man I'm you know I don't give a fuck
I spend it it don't mean nothing
Blow it its supposed to be blown
Motherfucker I'm
I stunt I I flash the shit
I gets the fuck I want, so what I trick?
Fat ass burgundy bags, shit
Jimmy Cho shoes I say a bitch move

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe
Got one shotgun and no not one of them got gloves

Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the
I there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting party from dusk