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 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 and no not one of them got gloves

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

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

Now picture us, it's you curse at the thought
Cuz when I spit the verse the gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
If I could fit the as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants have the room
I venture to say with the center of its true
Not to mention back a vengeance, so here's 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 hit the lotto
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 love us and my posse's kicking up dust
It's on till the of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

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

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

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

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 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 great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

It's bottle bottle
The money ain't a thang you party with me
Its what we into, it's
We out of control 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 through Vietnam, ring the alarm
Bring the Chandon, marajauan do what you want

Nigga on and on till the of what
Get the man I'm caking you know I don't give a fuck
I spend it like it don't nothing
Blow it its supposed to be blown
Motherfucker I'm
I stunt I style I the shit
I gets what the I want, so what I trick?
Fat ass bags, classy shit
Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a move

So crack a bottle, let your body
Don't act 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 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, my posse's kicking up
It's on the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk