Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

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

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

Now the rubbers? 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 starting this party 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 thrown the bus
Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it
It's a must, I redeem my name and get mushed
Bitches lust, man they me when I'm laying the cut
the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut

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

So a bottle, let your body waddle
act like a snobby model
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of got gloves

Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
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
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

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

I'll be dammed, fucked around and crashed my Benz
Driving around with a front end
Let's that one in
another one from out the stable
The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El
The if I know
Do I want leather or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Collision
Or Maico beats quake like
keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though

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

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

And I take great in introducing, 50 Cent

bottle after bottle
The money ain't a thang you party with me
Its what we into, simple
We ball out of control like you believe
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm Kong
Get on, wrapped up and reigned on
I'm so through Vietnam, ring the alarm
the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you want

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 like it don't mean
it like its supposed to be blown
Motherfucker I'm
I stunt I style I flash the
I gets what the fuck I want, so I trick?
Fat ass burgundy bags, shit
Jimmy Cho I say move 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 riding shotgun and no not one of them got

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