Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't!
Ah! didn't do it again,
What-what,
Did you shit on niggas two times 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 Dre?

Just let me lay and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp (Limp Bizkit)
on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of
Some of these crowds, me and draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Beach to South Central
Whoa, not these niggas
These 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' songs play
It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way
I got a long uz', and I it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway tell 'em,
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and em where da fuck 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 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 Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you
You're found dead in garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta it, cause I expose the facade
Your lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All aside, come bounce with us
Standin' over you a twelve gauge, about to bust
like ashes to ashes 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 shootin' with
Bitch, please, you must have a disease
Assume the and get back down on your knees, come on

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

And you don't really 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
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
outside the Interscope offices 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 flippin' the bird
Livin' the life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run from 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 decent being in me
It just can't be found, so the you've been seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, dressin' up like a on T-V
Or heard the C-D the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here want me to tone it
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You happy
here
I start some trouble that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they 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 fuck, with me
Only nigga I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, they always dance

And you really wanna fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

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