Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nu-uh 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 right
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 and kick some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each unconscious
(Watch out now!) of these crowds that Slim draws
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 again
grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these play
be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong 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 know about (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 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? Damn a buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White Hope, done hooked up
With the of the motherfuckin' 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 always dance

I'm the head nigga in charge, I'm you move
You're found dead in your garage, with ten news coverage
Gotta love it, cause I expose the
Your little lungs is too to hotbox with God
All aside, come bounce with us
Standin' over you with a twelve gauge, about to
like 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 shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
Assume the position and get back down on your knees, on

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty balls, dick six inch long
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets the Interscope offices every night
if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the misery, what in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and around flippin' the bird
the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as as me
I just want you all to notice me and to see
That somewhere down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's this mean
So when you see me, dressin' up like a 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?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
You now?
here
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the do')
Come back and shoot the club up a four-four (a four-four)

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

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