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  • Текст песни Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg, DMX, Nate Dogg, X-zibit, Ja Rule, 2Pac, Eminem - Bitch Please III

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    [Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit?
    [Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't!
    Ahhh! They didn't do it again,
    what-what, what-what?
    Did you shit on these niggaz two times Dr. Dre?
    [Dre] Oh fo' sho'!
    [Snoop] Uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
    This is special right here
    What-what, what-what-what?
    Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby
    Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie
    Yeah, y'know! What's crackin Dre?
    [DMX]
    Its my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
    Every day I show another how I love a slaughter
    Plug your daughter
    Whith more holes than sponges
    Attack the bitch and stop for the leach
    With these, I shoot the breeze
    And its thought, enough keys from the cubans to build a fucking fort
    I'm caught up in somthing that I cant control
    Trying to get a hold of a bank role and stroll
    Catch bodies like a cold. And stay sick
    So face it, make me chase it, I take your life and erase it
    Waste it, in the fucking streets
    Cuz It aint worth shit
    The undertaker take your ass under the earth
    Quicker, I love money, but the scam is hot
    So I snatch up my man and hit the gambling spot
    20 grand is got, one nigga shot one nigga less
    What use to his chest, is a mess under his vest

    Chorus: Nate Dogg (+Snoop)

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

    [Xzibit]
    I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, I'm watchin you move
    You're found dead in your garage, with ten o'clock news coverage
    Gotta love it, cause I expose the facade
    Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God
    All jokes aside, come bounce with us
    Standin over you with a twelve gauge, about to bust
    It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust
    I might leave in the bodybag, but never in cuffs
    So who do you trust? They just not rugged enough
    When things get rough I'm in the club shootin with Puff
    Bitch, please - you must have a mental disease
    Assume the position and get back down on your knees - c'mon

    Chorus

    [Ja Rule]
    E-Dub, get a nigga involved, let me spit a few bars
    Of murderous material, niggas venereal, diseases to me
    And its startin to burn when I piss on emcees
    Niggas want it with me, who I be?
    The one that got you ready to run
    The one with rhyme or reason to bust my gun
    Whats the outcome, another nigga gettin smoked?
    Another nigga found slain with a tongue out his throat
    Son its no joke, I pump lead like bad dope
    And leave niggas nodding out with no hope
    I'ma spit various flows, and fuck various hoes
    Rule, E-Dub, and Short Dog it shows
    That the niggas with the money get the bitches bitches
    Rolled up on dubs, deep dishes dishes
    Niggas don't want it with me
    J-the A-the R-U-L-E

    [Tupac]
    Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs
    For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act
    Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
    out on the streets you don't hear a peep
    Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain
    why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game
    Tear that ass out the frame
    How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast
    Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash
    My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate
    Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break
    Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
    Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest

    Chorus 2X

    [Eminem - impersonating Snoop]
    Awww naww, big Slim Dogg
    Eighty pound balls, dick six inch long
    Back up, in the, heezy BAY-BAY
    He's Sha-day!

    [Snoop] He's so cra-zay!

    [Eminem]
    Hahaha! Gimme the mic, let me recite, 'til Timothy White
    pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
    What if he's
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