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letra de bitch please ll - eminem

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yeah, whatup detroit?
nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no he didn’t
ahh, they didn’t do it again
what-what, what?

did you sh-t on these n-gg-z two times dr. dre?
oh, fo’ sho’, uh-uh, naw, ya smell that?
this is special right here, 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?

just let me lay back and kick some mo’ simplistic pimp sh-t
on slim’s sh-t and start riots like limp bizkit
throw on ‘guilty conscience’ at concerts
and watch mosh pits ’til motherf-ckers knock each other unconscious

some of these crowds that slim draws
is rowdy as crenshaw boulevard when it’s packed and fulla cars
some of these crowds me and snoop draw is n-gg-z from crenshaw
from long beach to south central

whoa, not these n-gg-z again
these grown–ss ignorant men with hair-triggers again
you and what army could harm me?
d r e and shady with doggy from long beach

they came a long way to makin’ these songs play
it’ll be a wrong move to stare at me the wrong way
i got a long uz’ and i carry it all day
sometimes it’s like a nightmare just bein’ andre
but i

somehow, someway, h-llo, n-gg-
you know about dogg-ay
now, let me cut these n-gg-z up and show ’em
where da f-ck i’m comin’ from
i get the party crackin’ from the sh-t that i be spittin’ son

hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run
got about fifty guns and i love all of ’em the same
bang, bang, d-mn, baby girl what’s your name?
i forgot

what’d you say it was? d-mn a n-gg- buzzed
hangin’ in the club with my nephew eminem
whattup cuz? the great white american hope
done hooked up with the king of the motherf-ckin’ west coast
bay-bayy

and you don’t really wanna f-ck, with me
only n-gg- that i trust is me
f-ck around and make me bust this heat
that’s the devil, they always wanna dance

i’m the head n-gg- 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 gage, 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
b-tch, please, you must have a mental disease
-ssume the position and get back down on your knees, c’mon

and you don’t really wanna f-ck, with me
only n-gg- that i trust is me
f-ck around and make me bust this heat
that’s the devil, they always wanna dance

and you don’t really wanna f-ck, with me
only n-gg- that i trust is me
f-ck around and make me bust this heat
that’s the devil, they always wanna dance

aww naww, big slim dogg
eighty pound b-lls, d-ck six inch long
back up in the heezy bay-bay
he’s shady, he’s so crazy

gimme the mic, let me recite, ’til to timothy white
pickets outside the interscope offices every night
what if he’s right? i’m just a criminal, makin’ a living
off of the world’s misery

what in the world gives me the right
to say what i like and walk around flippin’ the bird
livin the urban life like a white kid from the ‘burbs
dreamin’ at night of screamin’ at mom, 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
is ’cause this is me now, the recent dude who’s being this mean

so, when you see me dressin’ up like a nerd on tv
or heard the cd usin’ the f-g word so freely
it’s just me being me, here want me to tone it down?
suck my f-ckin’ d-ck, you f-ggot, you happy now? look here

i start some trouble everywhere that i go
ask the bouncers in the club ’cause they know
i start some sh-t they throw me out the back do’
come back and shoot the club up with a fo’-fo’

and you don’t really wanna f-ck, with me
only n-gg- that i trust is me
f-ck around and make me bust this heat
that’s the devil, they always wanna dance

and you don’t really wanna f-ck, with me
only n-gg- that i trust is me
f-ck 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

- eminem

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