Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

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

Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to South
Whoa, not these niggas
These grown-ass ignorant men with again
(Hehe) You and what could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these play
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, tell 'em, nigga
You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em da fuck I'm comin 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 fifty guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang!
Damn girl what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my nephew
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

And you don't really 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 nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you move
found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta it, cause I expose the facade
little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come with us
Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, to bust
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might in the body bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
the position and get back down on your knees, come on

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

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 always dance

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six long
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy
Pickets outside the Interscope offices night
if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, what in the gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, to leave
Run from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing me
Is cause this is me now, the dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, up like a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D usin' the fag so freely
It's just me me, here want me to tone it down?
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You happy
here
I start some everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they (cause they know)
I start some shit they 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
Only that I trust, is me
around and make me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

And you don't really wanna fuck, me
nigga that 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, Dogg
on, yeah!