Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nuh-no 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 special right
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 mo' simplistic pimp shit
On shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at
And mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of
Some of crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas 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?
D-R-E and Shady, Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' these songs
It'll be a wrong move, to stare at me the way
I got a uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes like a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway 'em, nigga
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin' 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 what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the West coast, bay-bay!

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 dance

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

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, they always 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
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the offices every night
if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a living
Off of the world's misery, what in the gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
Livin' the urban life, 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 just want you all to notice me and to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a human being in me
It can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing this 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 me, here want me to tone it down?
Suck my fuckin' dick, you
You now?
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 shit throw me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the up with a four-four (a four-four)

And you don't wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, heat
That's, the devil, always 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, Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
on, yeah!