Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't!
Ah! didn't 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 toast to the 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 Slim's and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) of these 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 niggas from
From Long to South Central
Whoa, not these again
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers
(Hehe) You and what army could me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these songs
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 a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway 'em, nigga
You know Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and em where 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 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 Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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

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

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

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 dance

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

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

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