Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't!
Ah! didn't do it again,
What-what,
Did you shit on these niggas two times Dr.
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya that?
This is special right
What-what,
Yeah, it's a toast to the baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's Dre?

Just let me lay back and some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty at concerts
And mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw when it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Beach to South Central
Whoa, not niggas again
These ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and army could harm me?
and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these songs
It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the way
I got a uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway tell 'em,
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the crackin' from the shit that I be spittin' son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run
Got about fifty guns, and I all of 'em the same, bang bang!
Damn baby girl your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The White American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

And you don't wanna fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck and make me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, always wanna dance

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you
found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta it, cause I expose the facade
Your lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce us
Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to ashes and to dust
I might leave in the body bag, but in cuffs
So who do you They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club with Puff
Bitch, please, you must a mental disease
Assume the position and get back on your knees, come on

And you really wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

And you don't wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, a living
Off of the misery, what in the world gives me the right
To say I like, and walk around flippin' the bird
Livin' the urban life, a white kid from the 'burbs
at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and to be as evil as me
I want you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a human being in me
It can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me
Is this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, dressin' up a nerd on T-V
Or the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here me to tone it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You happy
here
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know)
I start some they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)

And you don't really fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

And you really wanna fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, they always wanna

2001 and
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
on, yeah!