Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't!
Ah! didn't 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, it's a 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 riots like Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds Slim draws
Is rowdy as Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from
Long Beach to South Central
Whoa, not these again
These ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' songs play
It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the way
I got a long uz', and I it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just Andre,
But I

Somehow, tell '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 crackin' from the shit that I be 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 what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it Damn a nigga buzzed
in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White Hope, done hooked up
the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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

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

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets outside the Interscope every night
if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, what in the world me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
Livin' the life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away home and grow to be as evil as me
I want you all to notice me and people to see
somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing 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 heard the C-D usin' the fag so freely
It's just me being me, here want me to it down?
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You now?
here
I start some 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 do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a (a four-four)

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

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

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