Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

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

So crack a bottle, let your body
act like a snobby 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 where's the Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of and there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us and my posse's up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this from dusk

Ok, go
when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the
one up my mother's son who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt, lick my wonder from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the the way that it looks
a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed
Bitches lust, man love me when I'm laying the cut
Missed the cut, the lady give a some paper cut

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

So crack a bottle, let body waddle
Don't act like a model
You just hit the
Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding 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 and my kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and starting this party from dusk

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

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

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

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 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 love us, my posse's kicking up
It's on till the break of dawn and we're this party from dusk

And I take pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

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

Nigga on and on the break of what
Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't a fuck
I spend it like it don't mean
Blow it like its to be blown
I'm grown
I stunt I I flash the shit
I gets the fuck I want, so what I trick?
Fat ass burgundy bags, classy
Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a bitch

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act a snobby model
You just hit the
Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my
Got one shotgun 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 kicking up dust
It's on the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk