Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Ii

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't!
Ah! They do it again,
What-what,
Did you shit on these two times Dr. Dre?
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya smell
This is right here
What-what,
Yeah, it's a toast to the baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's crackin'

Just let me lay back and some mo' simplistic pimp shit
On shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at
And watch pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is from 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?
and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to 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!) it's like a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, tell 'em, nigga
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party 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, you say it was? Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The White American Hope, done hooked up
With the of the motherfuckin' 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, always wanna dance

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

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 fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck and make me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six inch
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets outside the offices every night
What if 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 the bird
the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of at moms, schemin' to leave
Run from home and grow 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 you've been seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's this mean
So when you see me, up like a nerd on T-V
Or the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
It's me being me, here want me to tone it down?
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You happy
Look
I start trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they know (cause know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the 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
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, they always wanna

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

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