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 snobby
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe
Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got

Now the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not many of us
Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up
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, you'll just be another one bit the
Just one up my mother's son who got thrown the bus
Kiss my butt, lick my cheese from under my nuts
It me to see the game the way that it looks
It's a must, I redeem my and haters get mushed
Bitches lust, man they love me I'm laying the cut
the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut

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

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a model
You just hit the
Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my
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 them and there's really not many of us
And ladies love us and my posse's 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 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 they can't scratch, sick of me
But hey, else can I say? I love LA
Cuz and above all, it's just another day
And this one begins where the last one
Pick up where we left off and get again

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

So crack a bottle, let body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
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 rubbers? got the rubbers?
I there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And love us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this from dusk

And I take pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

It's after bottle
The money ain't a thang when you party me
Its we into, it's simple
We out of control like you wouldn't 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
Bring the Chandon, marajauan do what you want

Nigga on and on till the of what
Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't a fuck
I spend it like it don't nothing
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, shit
Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a bitch

So crack a bottle, let body waddle
Don't act like a 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 them and there's 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