Bitch Please Part Ii

[snoop](dr. dre)
(yeah, what up detroit?)
Nah-uh, nah-uh uh-uh oh no he didn’t
They didn’t do it again
Wha-what? what?
You shit on these niggas two times dr. dre?
(oh fa’sure)
Uh-uh no
You smell dat?
This is special right here
Wha-what? wha-what? what?
It’s a toast to the boogie baby
To tha boogie oogie-oogie
Yeah ya know
What’s cracking dre?

[dr. dre]
Jus let me lay back and kick some mo’ simplistic pimp shit
On slim’s shit, start riots like limp bizkit
(limp bizkit!)
Throw on guilty conscience at concerts
And watch mosh pits till motherfuc*** knock each other unconscious
(that’s right nigga)
Some of these crowds that slim draws
Is rowdy as crenshaw boulevard when it’s packed and full of cars
Some of these crowds me and snoop draw
Is niggas from crenshaw, from long beach to south central
(whoa!)

*girl screams
Not these niggas again, these grown ass ignorant men
With hand triggers again (shit)
You and what army, could harm me
D-r-e and shady with doggy from long beach
(snoop, eastside)
We came a long way to making these songs play
It a be a wrong move to stare at me tha wrong way
I got a long uz- and i carry it all day
Sometimes it’s like a nightmare, just being an-dre
But i…

[snoop dogg]
Somehow someway
Hello nigga!
You know about doggy, snoop dogg
Now let me cut these niggas up
And show ‘em where tha f*** i’m comin’ from
I get tha party crackin’ with the shit that i be spittin son
Hit and run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
Got about 50 guns, and i love all of ‘em the same
Bang! bang!
Damn baby girl what’s yo name?
I forgot, what’d you say it was?
Damn a nigga buzzed
(fucked up)
Hangin’ in tha club wit my nephew eminem
(what’s up slim?)
What up cuz?
(what’s up snoop?)
The great white american hope
Done hooked up with the king of the muthafuckin’ west coast baby

[nate dogg]
And you really don’t wanna f*** wit me
Only nigga that i trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat *gunshot
[snoop]
That’s the devil, they always wanna dance

[xzibit]
I’m the head nigga in charge
I’m watching you move
You’re found dead in your garage
With 10 o’clock news coverage
Gotta love it cause i expose tha fasciad
Your little lungs is too small to hot box with god
All jokes aside come bounce wit us
Standing over you with a 12 gauge about to bust
It’s like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
I might leave in a body bag but never in cuffs
So who do you trust, they just not rugged enough
When things get rough i’m in tha club shooting with puff
*gunshots
Bitch please, you must have a mental disease
Assume tha position and get back down on your knees come on
*gunshots

[nate dogg]
And you really don’t wanna f*** wit me
Only nigga that i trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat *gunshot
[snoop]
That’s the devil, they always wanna dance

[nate dogg]
And you really don’t wanna f*** wit me

Only nigga that i trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat *gunshot
[snoop]
That’s the devil, they always wanna dance

[eminem](snoop)
Ah no, big slim dogg, 80 pound balls
(what?)
Dick six inch long
(huh?)
Back up in tha heesy baby
He’s shady!
(he’s so crazy!)
Give me tha mic, let me recite to timothy white
Pickets outside the interscope offices every night
What if he’s right?
I’m just a criminal making a livin’ off the world’s misery
What in the world gives me the right?
To say what i like and walk around flippin’ the bird
Livin’ tha urban life like a white kid from the ‘burbs
Dreamin at night and screamin’ at moms schemin’ to leave
Run away from home and