Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part Ii

Yeah Detroit?
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
is special right here
What-what,
Yeah, it's a toast to the baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

Just let me lay back and some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is from Crenshaw
From Beach to South Central
Whoa, not these niggas
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers
(Hehe) You and army could harm me?
and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a way, to makin' these songs play
It'll be a 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, someway 'em, nigga
You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da 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 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, hooked up
the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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

I'm the head in charge, I'm watchin' you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox God
All jokes aside, come with us
over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the body bag, but never in
So who do you trust? They not rugged enough
When get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you have a mental disease
the position and get back down on your knees, come on

And you don't really wanna fuck, 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
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
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 the Interscope offices every night
What if right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, in the world gives 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 at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and 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 being in me
It can't 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 when you see me, dressin' up a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D usin' the fag word so
It's just me being me, here want me to tone it
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You now?
Look
I start some trouble that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up a four-four (a four-four)

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

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

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