Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

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

So crack a bottle, let your body
act like a snobby 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 where's the Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and 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 Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
us, you'll 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 me to see the game 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 picture us, it's ridiculous you curse at the
Cuz when I the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
If I fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants entered the room
I venture to say with the of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the
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 hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches in my Tahoe
Got one riding and no not one of them got gloves

Now the rubbers? 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 starting party from dusk

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

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

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

So crack a bottle, let your 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 Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting party from dusk

And I great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

It's after bottle
The money ain't a thang when you party me
Its what we into, simple
We ball out of like you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King
Get rolled on, up and reigned on
I'm so calm through Vietnam, 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 mean nothing
it like its supposed to be blown
Motherfucker I'm
I stunt I style I flash the
I gets what the I want, so what I trick?
Fat ass burgundy bags, shit
Jimmy Cho shoes I say a bitch move

So crack a bottle, let your body
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 the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed 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 starting this party from dusk