Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't!
Ah! They 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 to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's Dre?

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

Somehow, tell 'em, nigga
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da I'm comin from
I get the party 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 love all of 'em the same, bang!
Damn baby what's your name?
I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my nephew
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, hooked up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten news coverage
love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox God
All jokes aside, bounce with us
Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, to bust
It's like to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the body bag, but in cuffs
So who do you trust? just not rugged enough
When things get I'm in the club shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you have a mental disease
the position and get back down on your knees, come on

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets outside the offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a
Off of the world's misery, what in the world me the right
To say what I like, and walk flippin' the bird
Livin' the urban life, like a white kid from the
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as 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 just can't be found, so the reason you've been this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being mean
So you see me, dressin' up like a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D usin' the fag so freely
It's just me being me, here want me to it down?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
You now?
here
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the do')
Come and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)

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

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

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