[Lyric] Bitch Please III Unofficial Remix (Eminem)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg + Dr. Dre + Ja Rule]
Yeah, what up, Detroit?
Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh, no, he didn't
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
(Murder INC shit...)
To the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, ya know, what's crackin', Dre?

[Verse 1: DMX (from "Ruffest Ryders")]
It's my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
Everyday I show another how a lover slaughter
Flood your daughter, full of more holes than spurges
Taxin businessmen for stocks over lunches
Wit these, I shoot the breeze, and extort
Enough keys from the Cuban, to build a fuckin fort
Caught up in somethin that I can't control
Tryna get a hold of a bankroll, let's role
Catch bodies like a cold, and I stay slick so face it
Make me chase it, I take your life and erase it
Wasted, in the fuckin streets cause it ain't worth shit
The undertaker take your ass under the earth quick
I love money, but the scrambles hot
So I snatch up my man and the gamblin spot
Twenty grand is got, when niggas shot
One nigga less what used to be his chest is now a mess under his fuckin vest
[Chorus: Nate Dogg + Snoop Dogg]
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

[Verse 2: 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 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

[Chorus: Nate Dogg + Snoop Dogg]
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
[Verse 3: Ja Rule (from "Get Da Money")]
E-dub, get a nigga involved, let me spit a few bars of murderous material
Niggas venirial are diseases to me
And it's 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, what's the outcome?
Another nigga gettin' smoked?
Another nigga found slain with a tongue out his throat? Son it's 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 to A to R-U-L-E

[Verse 4: 2Pac (from "Homeboyz")]
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 goddamn 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
Niggas aimin' at my head, but I still wear my vest
[Chorus: Nate Dogg + Snoop Dogg (x2)]
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

[Verse 5: Eminem]
Aw, naw, big Slim Dogg
Eighty pound balls (What?), dick six-inch long (Mm)
Back up in the heezy, baby (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)

[Chorus: Nate Dogg + Snoop Dogg (x2)]
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

[Ending: Xzibit + (Ja Rule)]
2001 and forever
Slim Shady, Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, X to the Z, Nate Dogg
C'mon, yeah!!
(Murder INC shit...)