Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

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 smell
is special right here
What-what,
Yeah, it's a to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

Just let me lay and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other
(Watch out now!) of these crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw
From Long to South Central
Whoa, not these again
grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what could harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these play
It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way
I got a uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway 'em, nigga
You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm comin
I get the party crackin' the shit that 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 baby girl your name?
I forgot, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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, they wanna dance

I'm the head in charge, I'm watchin' you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I the facade
little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All jokes aside, come bounce us
Standin' over you with a gauge, about to bust
It's ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the body bag, but never in
So who do you trust? They not rugged 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 on your knees, come on

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, six inch long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices 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 around the bird
Livin' the urban life, like a kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from 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 you've been seeing 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 the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
It's just me me, here want me to tone it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You now?
here
I start some trouble everywhere 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')
back and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)

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 dance

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, always wanna dance

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