Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

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

So crack a bottle, let your body
Don't act a snobby model
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my
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 and there's really not that many of us
love us and my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting party from dusk

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

Now picture us, it's ridiculous you at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire
If I could fit the as picture perfect, works every time
verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants have entered the
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 on you hoes

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

Now where's the Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so of them 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 this party from dusk

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

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

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

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

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

And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50

It's bottle bottle
The money ain't a thang when you with me
Its we into, it's simple
We ball out of control like you believe
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King
Get rolled on, 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 what the fuck I want, so what I trick?
Fat ass burgundy bags, shit
Jimmy Cho I say move a bitch move

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