Luyện nghe bài hát Bitch Please Part 2

Yeah Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh he didn't!
Ah! They do it again,
What-what,
Did you shit on these niggas two times Dr.
Oh fo' sure!
Uh-uh, naw, ya that?
This is special right
What-what,
Yeah, it's a toast to the baby
Uh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie,
Yeah, you know! What's crackin'

Just let me lay back and kick some mo' pimp shit
On Slim's and start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)
Throw on Conscience' at concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each unconscious
(Watch out now!) of these crowds that Slim draws
Is rowdy as Crenshaw Boulevard when it's packed and of cars
Some of crowds, me and Snoop draw, is niggas from Crenshaw
From Long Beach to Central
Whoa, not these again
These ignorant men with hair-triggers again
(Hehe) You and what army could me?
D-R-E and Shady, with Doggy from Beach
(East-side!) a long way, to makin' these 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 like a nightmare, just Andre,
But I

Somehow, someway '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 I be spittin' 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 what's name?
I forgot, what'd you say it was? a nigga buzzed
Hangin' in the club, my nephew Eminem
(Whats up Slim?) cu'? (What up Snoop?)
The Great American Hope, done hooked up
With the King of the motherfuckin' coast, bay-bay!

And you really wanna fuck, with me
Only that I trust, is me
Fuck around and me bust, this heat
That's, the devil, they wanna 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
little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
All aside, come bounce with us
Standin' you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
like ashes to ashes and dust 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 shootin' with Puff
Bitch, please, you must have a mental
Assume the position and get back down on knees, come on

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

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

Aw naw, big dog
Eighty pound balls, six inch long
up, in the, heezy bay-bay
Shday!
so crazy!
Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til White
Pickets the Interscope 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, like a white kid the 'burbs
Dreamin' at night of screamin' at moms, to leave
Run away from home and 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 being in me
It just can't be found, so the reason you've been seeing me
Is cause this is me now, the recent dude who's being this
So when you see me, dressin' up a nerd on T-V
Or heard the C-D the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here me to tone it down?
Suck my dick, you fagot
You now?
Look
I start some trouble that I go (that I go)
Ask the bouncers in the club they know (cause they know)
I start some shit they throw me out the back do' (the do')
back and shoot the club up with a four-four (a four-four)

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

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