Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

Yeah what-up
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 baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

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

Somehow, tell 'em, nigga
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da 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 all of 'em the same, bang bang!
Damn baby girl what's name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga
Hangin' in the club, my nephew 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 really wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news
love it, cause I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox God
All jokes aside, come bounce us
Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, 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? They not rugged enough
things get rough I'm in the club shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a disease
Assume the position and get back down on your knees, on

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
pound balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, heezy
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy
Pickets outside the Interscope offices night
What if he's right? I'm a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the misery, what in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
Livin' the life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and to be as evil as me
I just 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 reason you've been seeing me
Is this is me now, the recent dude who's being this mean
So when you see me, up like a nerd 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
Suck my dick, you fagot
You happy
here
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they (cause they know)
I start some they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)

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

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

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