Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part Ii

Yeah what-up
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 smell
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'

let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to Central
Whoa, not niggas 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 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 like a nightmare, bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway 'em, nigga
You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em 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 about fifty guns, and I 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?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The White American Hope, done hooked up
the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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

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

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

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

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, Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices night
if he's right? 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 urban life, like a kid from the 'burbs
at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a 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, dressin' up a nerd on T-V
Or the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here me to tone it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You happy
here
I start some 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 up with a four-four (a four-four)

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

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