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
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' simplistic shit
On Slim's shit and start like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til knock each other unconscious
(Watch out now!) Some of these crowds that draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and full of
Some of these crowds, me and Snoop draw, is from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to Central
Whoa, not niggas again
These ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and army could harm me?
and Shady, with Doggy from Long Beach
(East-side!) a long way, to makin' these songs play
be a wrong move, to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long uz', and I it all day
(Blaow!) Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway 'em, nigga
You know about (Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up and show em where da fuck I'm comin
I get the party crackin' the shit 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!
Damn baby girl what's your
I forgot, what'd you say it was? a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, with my nephew
(Whats up Slim?) Whattup (What up Snoop?)
The Great White American Hope, hooked up
With the King of the motherfuckin' 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 nigga in charge, I'm watchin' you move
found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it, I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox God
All aside, come bounce with us
Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
It's like to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in the body bag, but 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 have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on knees, come on

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

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

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 world me the right
To say what I like, and walk around the bird
Livin' the urban life, a white kid from the 'burbs
Dreamin' at of screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and to be as evil as me
I just you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've seeing this me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude 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 me being me, here want me to tone it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You now?
here
I start trouble everywhere that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club cause they (cause they know)
I start some shit they me out the back do' (the back do')
Come back and shoot the club up a four-four (a four-four)

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

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

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