Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all 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
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 Who's got the rubbers?
I noticed there's so many of them and there's not that many of us
Ladies love us and my posse's 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
us, you'll just be another one bit the dust
Just one up my mother's son who got under 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 me when I'm laying the cut
the cut, the lady give 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 fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as rhymes
It's elementary, the elephants have entered the
I venture to say with the center of attention its
Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the
Of the bat symbol, the platinum is back on you hoes

So crack a bottle, let your body
Don't act like a model
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my
Got one riding and no not one of them 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 break of dawn and we're starting this party from

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

They see that low rider go by they're "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 that they can't scratch, they're sick of me
But hey, what else can I I love LA
Cuz over and above all, it's just day
And one begins where the last one ends
up where we left off and get smashed again

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

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

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

And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50

It's bottle after
The ain't a thang when you party with me
Its what we into, simple
We ball out of control you wouldn't believe
I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm Kong
Get rolled on, wrapped up and on
I'm so calm Vietnam, ring the alarm
Bring the Chandon, burn 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 it don't mean nothing
Blow it like its supposed to be
Motherfucker I'm
I I style I flash the shit
I what the fuck I want, so what I trick?
Fat ass burgundy bags, classy
Jimmy Cho I say move a bitch move

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