Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part Ii

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nu-uh 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 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 and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at
And mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw
From Long Beach to Central
Whoa, not these niggas
These grown-ass ignorant men hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what could harm me?
and Shady, with 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 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 up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin' the shit 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 girl what's name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? a nigga buzzed
in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you
You're dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
little lungs 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 ashes to ashes and dust to
I might 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 shootin' Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
Assume the position and get back down on your knees, on

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty balls, dick six inch long
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope every night
What if he's I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the misery, what in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and around flippin' the bird
Livin' the life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and to be as evil as me
I just want you all to me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent 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 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 me, here want me to tone it down?
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You now?
here
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the cause they know (cause they know)
I start some they 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
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

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

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