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

Just let me lay back and kick mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's and start riots 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 that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw
From Long to South Central
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 from Long Beach
(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 tell 'em,
You know Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm from
I get the crackin' from the shit that I be spittin' son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run
Got about guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang!
baby girl what's 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 Great White American Hope, done up
With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!

And you don't really wanna fuck, 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 your garage, with ten o'clock news
Gotta it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to with God
All jokes aside, bounce with us
over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the bag, but never in cuffs
So who do you trust? They just not enough
When things get rough I'm in the club with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees, 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 really wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six long
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices night
What if he's I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk flippin' the bird
Livin' the urban life, like a white kid the 'burbs
Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and to see
That deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just be found, so the reason 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 now?
here
I start trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause 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
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck and make me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, always wanna dance

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 wanna dance

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