Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

Oooh! and gentlemen, the moment 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 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 them got

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
Ladies love us and my kicking up dust
It's on the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

Ok, go
Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant
Picture us, you'll be another one bit the dust
one up my mother's son who got thrown 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 my name and haters get mushed
Bitches lust, man love me when I'm laying the cut
Missed the cut, the 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 could fit the words as picture perfect, works every
Every verse, every line, as as nursery rhymes
elementary, the elephants have entered the room
I to say with the center of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the
Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is on you hoes

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

Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that of us
And ladies love us and my posse's up dust
It's on till the break of and we're 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 sick cuz I know why
I dip in that six trey like sick 'em Dre
I'm an itch they can't scratch, they're sick of me
But hey, what can I say? I love LA
Cuz and above all, it's just another day
And this one begins the last one ends
Pick up where we left off and get smashed

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

So crack a bottle, let your body
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? 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 starting this party from

And I great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

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

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

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