Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part Ii

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't!
Ah! didn't do it again,
What-what,
Did you on these niggas two times Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell
This is special here
What-what,
Yeah, it's a to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's Dre?

Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp
On Slim's shit and start like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to South
Whoa, not these again
These grown-ass men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and army could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these 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, just 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' from the shit that I be 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
in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!

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, they always dance

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

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, 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, a living
Off of the world's misery, in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around the bird
Livin' the life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being mean
So you see me, dressin' up like a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D usin' the fag 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 trouble that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the cause they know (cause they know)
I some shit they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and the club up with a four-four (a four-four)

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

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