Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no he didn't!
Ah! They 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 toast to the 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 Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts
And watch pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to Central
Whoa, not these niggas
These grown-ass ignorant men with again
(Hehe) You and what army could me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Long
(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, someway 'em, nigga
You about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and em where da fuck 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 love all of 'em the same, bang!
Damn baby what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
the King of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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

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

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 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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty balls, dick six inch long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
outside the Interscope 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 flippin' the bird
the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to
Run away from home and grow to be as as me
I want you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent human in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing 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 the C-D usin' the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here me to tone it down?
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You happy
here
I start some trouble everywhere I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause know (cause they know)
I start 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 don't wanna fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they wanna dance

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