Luyện nghe bài hát Crack A Bottle

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

So crack a bottle, let your waddle
Don't act a snobby model
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
Ladies love us and my posse's up dust
It's on till the break of and we're starting this party from dusk

Ok, go
Back when Andre, the giant, elephant tusk
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 wonder cheese from under my
It disgusts me to see the game the way it looks
It's a must, I redeem my and haters get mushed
Bitches lust, man they love me I'm laying the cut
Missed the cut, the lady give a some paper cut

Now picture us, 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 simple as nursery
It's elementary, the have entered the room
I venture to say with the of attention its true
Not to mention back with a vengeance, so the signal
Of the bat symbol, the platinum is back on you hoes

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act a snobby model
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches hopping in my
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 them and 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 we're starting party from dusk

and gentlemen, Dr. Dre

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

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

So a bottle, let your body waddle
Don't act like a snobby
You hit the lotto
Uh oh uh oh, bitches 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 so many of them and there's really not that many of us
And ladies love us, my posse's up dust
on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

And I take pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent

It's bottle after
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, wrapped up and on
I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the
Bring the Chandon, burn do what you want

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

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