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 these niggas two Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell
This is right here
What-what,
Yeah, a toast to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

Just let me lay back and some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw
From Long Beach to South
Whoa, not these again
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 long way, to makin' these songs
It'll be a move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes like a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway tell 'em,
You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party from the shit that 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 girl what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a buzzed
in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you
You're found dead in garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to with God
All jokes aside, bounce with us
Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the body bag, but in cuffs
So who do you trust? They not rugged enough
things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
Assume the and get back down on your knees, come on

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

And you really wanna fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck and make me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they 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, 'til White
Pickets the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a
Off of the world's misery, what in the gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
Livin' the urban life, like a white kid the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, to leave
Run away home and grow to be as evil as me
I want you all to notice 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 is me now, the recent dude who's being 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 me, here want me to tone it down?
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You happy
here
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 that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, they always wanna

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, always wanna dance

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