Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nuh-no 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 smell
This is special right
What-what,
Yeah, it's a toast to the baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

Just let me lay and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is from Crenshaw
From Long to South Central
Whoa, not these again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers
(Hehe) You and what army harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' songs play
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, just Andre,
But I

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

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

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news
Gotta it, cause I expose the facade
Your little is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, bounce with us
Standin' over you a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to 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 must have a mental
Assume the and get back down on your knees, come on

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

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

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

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

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