Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah Detroit?
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
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 some mo' pimp shit
On Slim's shit and start riots like Limp (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits motherfuckers knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these that Slim draws
Is as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas Crenshaw
From Long to South Central
Whoa, not these niggas
These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers
(Hehe) You and what army could me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy Long Beach
(East-side!) Came a long way, to makin' songs play
It'll be a wrong move, to at me the wrong way
I got a uz', and I carry it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's a nightmare, just bein' Andre,
But I

Somehow, tell 'em, nigga
You know Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm comin from
I get the party crackin' from the shit that I be son
Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, and run
Got about fifty guns, and I all of 'em the same, bang bang!
Damn baby girl your name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn a buzzed
in the club, with my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, done up
With the of the motherfuckin' West coast, bay-bay!

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 dance

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, six inch long
Back up, in the, bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices every
What if he's right? I'm just a criminal, makin' a
Off of the world's misery, in the world gives me the right
To say what I like, and walk around flippin' the
Livin' the urban life, like a 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, a decent human being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the 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, here want me to it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You happy
Look
I start some trouble everywhere I go (that I go)
Ask the in the club cause they know (cause they know)
I start some shit throw me out the back do' (the back do')
back and shoot 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 make me bust, this
That's, the devil, always wanna dance

And you don't really fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck 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!