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

Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp
On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other
(Watch out now!) of these crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw
From Long to South Central
Whoa, not these niggas
These ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and army could harm me?
and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' 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 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 show em where da fuck I'm 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 girl what's your name?
I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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, they always wanna

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm you move
You're found in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I 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 ashes to ashes and to dust
I might leave in the bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? just not rugged enough
When things get rough I'm in the shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you must a mental disease
Assume the position and get back on your knees, come on

And you really wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck and make me bust, this 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, dick six inch
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets outside the Interscope every night
What if he's right? I'm a criminal, makin' a living
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 from the
Dreamin' at night of at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from and grow 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 just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being mean
So when you see me, up like a nerd on T-V
Or the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
You now?
Look
I start some everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a (a four-four)

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

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 wanna dance

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