Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no 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
is special right here
What-what,
Yeah, a toast to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's crackin'

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

Somehow, tell 'em, nigga
You know Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da 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 guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang!
Damn baby what's your name?
I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the King of the motherfuckin' 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 wanna

I'm the nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you move
found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too to hotbox with God
All aside, come bounce with us
Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, to bust
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
Assume the position and get back 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 don't wanna fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, always wanna dance

Aw naw, big dog
pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets outside the Interscope every night
What if right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, what in the world me the right
To say what I like, and walk around the bird
Livin' the urban life, like a white kid the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to
Run away from and grow to be as evil as me
I just you all to notice 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 you've been this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's this mean
So you see me, dressin' up like a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D the fag word so freely
It's just me me, here want me to tone 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 club cause know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the do' (the back do')
back 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 make me bust, this
That's, the devil, always wanna dance

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, always wanna dance

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