Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah what-up
Nu-uh, nuh-no 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
is special right here
What-what,
Yeah, a toast to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! crackin' Dre?

Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that Slim
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to Central
Whoa, not these again
These grown-ass ignorant men hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army could me?
D-R-E and Shady, with from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these songs
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 em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin' from the 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, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The White American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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

I'm the head in charge, I'm watchin' you move
You're found in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to with 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 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 shootin' with
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
Assume the position and get down on your knees, come on

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, dick six long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy
Pickets outside the Interscope offices every
What if he's I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, what in the world gives me the
To say what I like, and around flippin' the bird
Livin' the life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
at night 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
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 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 usin' the fag so freely
It's just me being me, want me to tone it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You happy
Look
I some trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know)
I start some they throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up with a (a four-four)

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

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, always wanna dance

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