Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

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

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act a snobby model
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 there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
Ladies love us and my kicking up dust
It's on till the of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

Ok, go
Back Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Picture us, you'll be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mother's son who got thrown the bus
Kiss my butt, lick my wonder from under my nuts
It disgusts me to see the the way that it looks
It's a must, I redeem my name and 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 the verse the shit gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the words as perfect, works every time
Every verse, line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary, the have entered the room
I to say with the center of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance, so the signal
Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is back on you

So crack a bottle, let your waddle
Don't act like a snobby
You just hit the
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 so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies us and my posse's 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 go by they're like "Oh my!"
You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I why
I dip in that six trey like sick 'em Dre
I'm an itch that can't scratch, they're sick of me
But hey, what else can I say? I LA
Cuz over and all, it's just another day
And one begins where the last one ends
Pick up we left 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 if I know
Do I want leather or vinyl?
Decisions, decisions, garage like Precision Collision
Or Maico beats quake like
Just keep the low, speakers 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 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 love us, my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the break of dawn and we're this party from dusk

And I take pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

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

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

So a bottle, let your body waddle
act like a snobby model
You just hit the
Uh oh uh oh, hopping in my Tahoe
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 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