Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part Ii

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't!
Ah! They do it again,
What-what,
Did you shit on these 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 boogie
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

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

Somehow, tell 'em, nigga
You know Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin' from the shit 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 baby girl what's name?
I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, hooked up
the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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, they always wanna

I'm the head in charge, I'm watchin' you move
You're found dead in garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox God
All jokes aside, come with us
Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, about to
It's like to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not rugged
When things get rough I'm in the club with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a 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 me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, always 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, always wanna dance

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices night
What if he's right? I'm 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
Livin' the urban life, like a kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to
Run away 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 human being in me
It just be found, so the reason you've been seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being mean
So when you see me, dressin' up a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D usin' the fag so freely
It's just me being me, here want me to it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You now?
Look
I start some trouble everywhere I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they (cause they know)
I start shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the up with a four-four (a four-four)

And you really wanna fuck, with me
Only nigga 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 around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

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