Eminem F/ Bitch Please 2 lyrics

Yeah, what up, Detroit?
Nah, uh, ah, ah, oh, no he didn't, ahh, they
Didn't do it again, wha, what, what?
You shit on these niggas two times, Dr. Dre? Oh, fo sho
Uh, uh, no, you smell dat dis is special right there
What, what, what?
It's a toast to the boogie baby, to the boogie
Yeah, ya know? What's cracking, Dre?

Jus let me lay back and kick some ol' simplistic pimp shit
On Slim's shit, start riots like Limp Bizkit
Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' on concerts
And watch mosh pits 'til muthafuckas knock each other unconscious
Some of these crowds that Slim draws
Is as 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

Not these niggas again, these grown ass ignorant men
Wit hair triggas again
(Shit)
You and what army could harm me D R E
And Shady wit Doggy from Long Beach
(East side)
We came a long way to making these songs play
It a be a wrong move to stare at me the wrong way
I got a long ooze, an' I carry it all day
(Blah)
Sometimes it's like a nightmare, just being Andre, but I

Somehow someway, hello, nigga
You know about dawgay
(Ah, Snoop Dogg)
Now let me cut these niggas up
And show 'em where the fuck I'm comin' from
I get the party crackin' wit the shit that I be spittin' son
Hit n' run, get it done, get the funds, split and run

Got about fifty 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 the club wit my nephew Eminem, what up 'cuz?
(Whassup Slim? What up Snoop?)
The Great White American hope
Done, hooked up wit the king of the muthafuckin' West Coast, baby

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

I'm the head, nigga in charge, I'm watching you move
Ya found dead in yo garage, wit 10 o'clock news coverage
Gotta love it 'cuz I expose the facade
Your little lungs is too small to hotbox wit God
All jokes aside come bounce wit us
Standing over you wit a twelve 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 the club shootin' wit Puff
Bitch please, you must have a mental disease
Assume the position and get back down on ya knees, c'mon

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

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

Ahh, no , Big Slim Dogg, eighty pound balls
(What?)
Dick, six inch long
(Hmm?)
Back up in the Heesy, baby
He's Shady
(He's so crazy)
Give me the mic, let me recite to Timothy White
Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night
What if he's right and 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
Walk around flippin' the bird, livin' the urban life
Like a White kid from the 'burbs

Dreamin' at night and screamin' at moms, schemin' to leave
Run away from home and grow to be as evil as me
I just want you all to notice me and people to see
That somewhere deep down, there's a decent human being in me
It just can't be found so the reason you've been seeing this me
'Cuz this is me now, the recent dude who's been being this mean
So when you see me dressin' up like a nerd on TV

Or heard the CD, using the fag word so freely
It's just me being me, here you want me to tone it down
Suck my fuckin' dick fagots, ya happy now? Look here
I start some trouble everywhere that I go
Ask the bouncers in the club 'cuz they know
I start some shit, they throw me out the back do'
Come back and shoot the club up wit a fo fo

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

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

2001 and forever Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg
X to the Z, Nate Dogg, c'mon, yeah