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  • 作词 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law
    作曲 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law
    Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for
    In this corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a record of 17 rapes
    400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, most diabolical
    Villain in the world, Slim Shady!
    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    Don't act like a snobby model
    You just hit the lotto
    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust
    It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    Ok, let's go
    Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
    Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the dust
    Just one up my mother's son who got thrown under the bus
    Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts
    It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
    It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed
    ******* lust, man they love me when I'm laying the cut
    Missed the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut
    Now picture us, it's ridiculous you curse at the thought
    Cuz when I spit the verse the **** gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
    If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
    Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
    It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room
    I venture to say with the center of attention its true
    Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the signal
    Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is back on you hoes
    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    Don't act like a snobby model
    You just hit the lotto
    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    And ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust
    It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
    They see that low rider go by they're like "Oh my!"
    You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why
    I dip through in that six trey like sick 'em Dre
    I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me
    But hey, what else can I say? I love LA
    Cuz over and above all, it's just another day
    And this one begins where the last one ends
    Pick up where we left off and get smashed again
    I'll be dammed, just ****** around and crashed my Benz
    Driving around with a smashed front end
    Let's cash that one in
    Grab another one from out the stable
    The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
    The hell if I know
    Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
    Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision
    Or Maico beats quake like Waco
    Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though
    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    Don't act like a snobby model
    You just hit the lotto
    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
    It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
    It's bottle after bottle
    The money ain't a thang when you party with me
    Its what we into, it's simple
    We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
    I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong
    Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on
    I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the alarm
    Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you want
    ***** on and on till the break of what
    Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a ****
    I spend it like it don't mean nothing
    Blow it like its supposed to be blown
    ************ I'm grown
    I stunt I style I flash the ****
    I gets what the **** I want, so what I trick?
    Fat ass burgundy bags, classy ****
    Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a ***** move
    So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    Don't act like a snobby model
    You just hit the lotto
    Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
    It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Batson Jackson Mathers Law
    [00:05.94]Oooh! Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for
    [00:11.90]In this corner, weighing 175 pounds, with a record of 17 rapes
    [00:17.91]400 assaults, and 4 murders, the undisputed, most diabolical
    [00:24.88]Villain in the world, Slim Shady!
    [00:30.16]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    [00:32.84]Don't act like a snobby model
    [00:34.24]You just hit the lotto
    [00:36.06]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    [00:38.84]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    [00:41.89]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    [00:43.96]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    [00:47.47]Ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust
    [00:50.25]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    [00:53.59]Ok, let's go
    [00:56.34]Back when Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
    [00:59.95]Picture us, you'll just be another one bit the dust
    [01:02.73]Just one up my mother's son who got thrown under the bus
    [01:05.41]Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts
    [01:08.67]It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
    [01:11.25]It's a must, I redeem my name and haters get mushed
    [01:14.08]******* lust, man they love me when I'm laying the cut
    [01:16.81]Missed the cut, the lady give a eighty some paper cut
    [01:19.79]Now picture us, it's ridiculous you curse at the thought
    [01:22.72]Cuz when I spit the verse the **** gets worse than Worcestershire sauce
    [01:25.54]If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
    [01:28.40]Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
    [01:31.21]It's elementary, the elephants have entered the room
    [01:34.03]I venture to say with the center of attention its true
    [01:36.87]Not to mention back with a vengeance, so here's the signal
    [01:39.83]Of the bat symbol, the platinum trio is back on you hoes
    [01:42.95]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    [01:46.38]Don't act like a snobby model
    [01:48.06]You just hit the lotto
    [01:49.54]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    [01:52.24]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    [01:55.30]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    [01:57.48]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    [02:00.97]And ladies love us and my posse's kicking up dust
    [02:03.60]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    [02:07.13]Ladies and gentlemen, Dr. Dre
    [02:10.07]They see that low rider go by they're like "Oh my!"
    [02:13.86]You ain't got to tell me why you're sick cuz I know why
    [02:16.53]I dip through in that six trey like sick 'em Dre
    [02:19.44]I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me
    [02:22.15]But hey, what else can I say? I love LA
    [02:25.17]Cuz over and above all, it's just another day
    [02:27.97]And this one begins where the last one ends
    [02:30.56]Pick up where we left off and get smashed again
    [02:33.38]I'll be dammed, just ****** around and crashed my Benz
    [02:36.36]Driving around with a smashed front end
    [02:38.91]Let's cash that one in
    [02:40.04]Grab another one from out the stable
    [02:42.18]The Monte Carlo, El Camino or the El Dorado
    [02:45.11]The hell if I know
    [02:45.94]Do I want leather seats or vinyl?
    [02:47.76]Decisions, decisions, garage looks like Precision Collision
    [02:51.19]Or Maico beats quake like Waco
    [02:53.79]Just keep the bass low, speakers away from your face though
    [02:56.54]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    [02:59.71]Don't act like a snobby model
    [03:01.44]You just hit the lotto
    [03:02.77]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    [03:05.46]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    [03:08.46]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    [03:10.68]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    [03:14.38]And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
    [03:16.87]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    [03:20.24]And I take great pleasure in introducing, 50 Cent
    [03:24.10]It's bottle after bottle
    [03:26.43]The money ain't a thang when you party with me
    [03:29.36]Its what we into, it's simple
    [03:32.46]We ball out of control like you wouldn't believe
    [03:35.30]I'm the napalm, the bomb, the Don, I'm King Kong
    [03:38.28]Get rolled on, wrapped up and reigned on
    [03:41.35]I'm so calm through Vietnam, ring the alarm
    [03:44.05]Bring the Chandon, burn marajauan do what you want
    [03:47.24]***** on and on till the break of what
    [03:49.78]Get the paper man I'm caking you know I don't give a ****
    [03:52.48]I spend it like it don't mean nothing
    [03:54.84]Blow it like its supposed to be blown
    [03:56.97]************ I'm grown
    [03:58.22]I stunt I style I flash the ****
    [04:01.25]I gets what the **** I want, so what I trick?
    [04:03.90]Fat ass burgundy bags, classy ****
    [04:06.70]Jimmy Cho shoes I say move a ***** move
    [04:10.10]So crack a bottle, let your body waddle
    [04:12.97]Don't act like a snobby model
    [04:14.32]You just hit the lotto
    [04:15.97]Uh oh uh oh, ******* hopping in my Tahoe
    [04:18.66]Got one riding shotgun and no not one of them got gloves
    [04:21.82]Now where's the rubbers? Who's got the rubbers?
    [04:23.22]I noticed there's so many of them and there's really not that many of us
    [04:27.69]And ladies love us, my posse's kicking up dust
    [04:30.42]It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk
    [04:38.78]