Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part Ii

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't!
Ah! didn't do it again,
What-what,
Did you shit on niggas two times Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell
This is special right
What-what,
Yeah, a toast to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's Dre?

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

Somehow, someway '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 about fifty guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang!
Damn girl what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!

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

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

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

And you don't wanna fuck, with me
Only that 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, six inch long
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a
Off of the world's misery, what in the world me the right
To say what I like, and around flippin' the bird
Livin' the urban life, a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, to leave
Run away from home and to be as evil as me
I want you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been 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 the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
It's me being me, here want me to tone it down?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
You now?
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 throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up a four-four (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 wanna

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, always wanna dance

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