Nathaniel Dwayne Hale (born August 19, 1969 in Long Beach, California; die… Read Full Bio ↴Nathaniel Dwayne Hale (born August 19, 1969 in Long Beach, California; died March 15, 2011 in Long Beach, California), better known by his stage name Nate Dogg, was a Grammy-nominated American singer and occasional rapper. He was known especially for his one of a kind hooks and vocals, and like they say: "it ain't a hit until Nate Dogg spit". After serving in the US Marine Corps for three years he returned to California and formed the rap group 213 with his cousin Snoop Dogg and friend Warren G. He was soon signed to Death Row Records along with Snoop, and he made his debut on Dr. Dre's 1992 album The Chronic. Singing in what would later become his trademark style, he was well-received by fans and critics alike, and in 1994 he produced his first hit single "Regulate" with Warren G. Nate Dogg released his debut album under Breakaway Records in 1998 after a tumultuous time at Death Row Records. The double album was titled G-Funk Classics Vol. 1 & 2 and was followed up in 2001 with Music & Me on Elektra Records, 2002's Essentials and 2003's Nate Dogg. Also he was featured on the hit single 'Shake That' from Eminem's fifth studio album Curtain Call. Nate Dogg was a West Coast icon, and he tragically passed away on the morning of March 15, 2011. R.I.P. Nate you will be missed.
Bitch Please II
Nate Dogg Lyrics
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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
To the boogie-oogie-oogie
Yeah, you 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
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
Whoa, 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)
Now 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
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 (word up)
Damn, baby girl, 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
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 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' 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
Aww, naww, 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)
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
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
Yeah, you 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
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
Whoa, 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)
Now 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
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 (word up)
Damn, baby girl, 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
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 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' 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
Aww, naww, 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)
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
The song "Bitch Please II" is a collaboration between Dr. Dre, Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Xzibit, and Nate Dogg. In the opening lines, Snoop Dogg asks if Dr. Dre shitted on his haters two times, referring to Dre's past successes. Then, Eminem jumps in with his signature flow and talks about starting riots at concerts with his music, saying that some of the crowds that he and Snoop draw are from problematic areas of California. He also brags about his skills and the fact that the only person he trusts is himself. Nate Dogg provides the hook, chanting "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."
Dr. Dre talks about being the head nigga in charge and watching his enemies move. He suggests that anyone who messes with him could end up dead in their garage. Dre also disses other rappers who aren't rugged enough when things get tough, name-checking Puff Daddy as someone who he shoots with in the club. Xzibit's verse is full of bravado as he raps about his weighty balls and long dick, and how he starts trouble everywhere he goes. Finally, Nate Dogg closes the song with the chorus.
Overall, "Bitch Please II" is a high-energy, boastful track that showcases the talents of some of the biggest names in hip hop at the time.
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alvin Joyner, Andre Young, Marshall Mathers, Melvin Bradford, Michael Elizondo, Calvin Broadus
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@Lordex13
Nate Dogg voice was so perfect in every hook, RIP homie
@timespeed1910
Rip
@LDZombie
Rip Nate, you'll be forever missed man
@saadabk3517
Respect
@trixter2009
Nate could murder any song
@connorwilliams5762
Rip nateπβ€οΈβ€οΈ
@LaurensSizla
One of the illest beats Dre ever made
@peytonyork909
True.
@bqrre
Word!
@jamiemeyers1991
Laurens Sizla so true