Bitch Please II - Eminem ft. Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Nate Dogg, Xzibit

Yeah, what up, Detroit?

Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't (Ah)

They didn't do it again (What-what, you what?)

You shitted on these niggas two times, Dr. Dre?

Oh, fo' sho'

Uh-uh, naw, you smell that?

This is special right here (What-what, what-what-what?)

Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie, baby, uh

To the boogie-oogie-oogie (Aw, yeah)

Ya know, what's crackin', Dre?

Just let me lay back and kick some old simplistic pimp shit on Slim's shit

And start riots like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit)

Throw on "Guilty Conscience" at concerts

And watch mosh pits 'til motherfuckers knock each other unconscious (Watch out, 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

Woah, not these niggas again

These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Shit)

You and what army could harm me?

D.R.E. and Shady with Doggy from Long Beach (Westside)

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, some way

Hello, nigga

You know about Dogg-ay (Snoop Dogg)

And let me cut these niggas up and show 'em where the fuck I'm comin' from

I get the party crackin' from the shit that I be spittin', son (Yeah)

Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run (Watch out)

Got about fifty guns and I love

All of 'em the same, bang-bang (Word up)

Damn, baby girl, what's your name? (What's your name?)

I forgot, what'd you say it was? Damn, a nigga buzzed (Fucked up)

Hangin' in the club with my nephew Eminem (What's up, Slim?) What up, Cuz? (What up, Snoop?)

The Great White American Hope (Uh-huh)

Done hooked up with the king of the motherfuckin' West Coast, baby

And you don't really wanna fuck with 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 watchin' you move

You're found dead in your garage with ten o'clock news coverage

Gotta love it 'cause I expose the façade

Your little lungs is too small to hotbox with God

All jokes aside, come bounce with us

Standin' over you with a 12 gauge about to bust

It's like ashes to ashes and dust to dust

I might leave in a 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

Come on

And you don't really wanna fuck with 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 don't really wanna fuck with me

Only nigga that I trust is me

Fuck around and make me bust this heat

That's the devil, they always wanna dance

Aw, naw, Big Slim Dogg

Eighty pound balls (What?), dick six-inch long (Mm)

Back up in the heezy, baby

He's Shady (He's so crazy) (Hahaha)

Give me the mic, let me recite 'til Timothy White

Pickets outside the Interscope offices every night

What if he's right? I'm just a criminal makin' a livin' 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 fag word so freely

It's just me bein' me; here, want me to tone it down?

Suck my fuckin' dick, you faggot, you happy now?

Look here:

I start some trouble everywhere that I go (That I go)

Ask the bouncers in the club 'cause they know ('Cause they know)

I start some shit, they throw me out the back door (The back door)

Come back and shoot the club up with a .44 (A .44)

And you don't really wanna fuck with 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 don't really wanna fuck with 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, come on, yeah