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 on these niggas two times Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya that?
This is 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 kick some mo' simplistic shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other
(Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's and full of cars
of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to South
Whoa, not these again
grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army could me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these play
be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long uz', and I it all day
(Blaow!) it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway 'em, nigga
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm 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 baby girl your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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 always 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 it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox God
All jokes aside, come with us
Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like ashes to and dust to dust
I might in the body bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you They just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the club with 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 that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, always wanna dance

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch
Back up, in the, heezy
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, a living
Off of the world's misery, in the world gives me the right
To say I like, and walk around flippin' the bird
Livin' the urban life, like a kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to
Run away from home and grow to be as as me
I want you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the you've been seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent who's being this mean
So when you see me, up like a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D usin' the fag word so
It's just me being me, want me to tone it down?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
You now?
here
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the do')
Come back and shoot the up with a four-four (a four-four)

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 wanna dance

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 dance

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