Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't!
Ah! They do it again,
What-what,
Did you on these niggas two times Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya that?
This is special here
What-what,
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

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

Somehow, someway tell 'em,
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm from
I get the party crackin' from the 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 girl your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a buzzed
in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!

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 wanna dance

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce us
Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to and dust to dust
I might in the body bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a disease
Assume the position and get down on your knees, come on

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

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
Eighty balls, dick six inch long
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, makin' a
Off of the misery, what in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk flippin' the bird
Livin' the urban life, like a white kid the 'burbs
at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent human in me
It just can't be found, so the reason been seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, dressin' up like a on T-V
Or heard the C-D the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, want me to tone it down?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
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 shit throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the up with a four-four (a four-four)

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

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

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