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 that?
This is special right
What-what,
Yeah, a toast to the boogie baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's Dre?

Just let me lay back and kick mo' simplistic pimp shit
On shit and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when packed and full of cars
Some of crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
Long Beach to South Central
Whoa, not niggas again
These grown-ass men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army harm me?
D-R-E and Shady, with from Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a way, to makin' these songs play
be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, 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 fifty guns, and I love all of 'em the same, bang!
Damn baby what's your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it Damn a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!

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

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

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, always wanna dance

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, they always 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 outside the Interscope offices night
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a
Off of the world's misery, what in the world me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
the urban life, like a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, schemin' to
Run from home and grow to be as evil as me
I want you all to notice me and people to see
That deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this 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 the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here want me to tone it
my fuckin' dick, you fagot
You now?
Look
I start some everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know)
I some shit they 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 really fuck, with me
nigga that I trust, is me
Fuck around and make me bust, this
That's, the devil, they always wanna

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 always wanna

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