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(em) - Hailie baby, what do you wanna be you grow up?
(Hailie) - i don't know, but i don't wanna be like Ja dirty ass kids!
ha ha ha

[Em &
[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!
G-Unit! Hailie
[H]
[E] Come here baby, bring his Oscar
[H]
[E] gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass!
[H -

1]

I'm about to get rid of hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with and talkin' bout a pencil
Lookit the fuck you done got into
I see you found yo niche, you just a wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it
You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause all you on
You on Pac's dick, you a guy
If Pac was still you would never get by
All you do is cry, keep it real
Life is more than niggaz and eatin' pills
And kind of ruins three deals
That another nigga got you, didn't see skills
And I ain't playin', you a brother cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover he need it
And all you niggaz hatin', shut you
It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' shit y'all put out
Trice]
Do-ra-mi, but we don't sing
So Inc. do ya thing muhfuckas
You've unleashed on a team who nothin' less
Than R&B comin' from that
Regime It's a extreme
Neck and necks with soldiers, Marines
Ja sold his to sing
We've eye-witness on the tv screen, chase the greed
Now that you've embraced the
Don't fuck the triple beams
a muthafuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Slash Billie how it happen?
Artist for Repetuar saw him in
Pac Def Jam grabbed him
Told him him, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know that Afina
Don't enjoy Jeffery Atkins her boy
So I'm click-clackin' toy
and destroy, Shady
Aftermath and Detroit

Do-ra-me,
Don't blame me 'cause you your boss's spot

Ja quit playin' it off you're not 2Pac
Don't make me, too hot and not
Shootin' at me, with the only you got
Ja quit playin' it off you're not 2Pac
You'll get poppin' all that shit you pop

2]

Now we can get past the mean and get to the slugs
To the and the cryin' and the intimate hugs
We take you serious nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go sing a hook nigga
And you replace the late greal one
And when you you only gon' be the late fake one
please, stick to the script
before the stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch
Fuckin' old ass ignorant innocent senior citizen
up, slap you like Grimace, all sensitive
Wait a minute, on
Is it me or do he like a banana with braids and clothes on?
A bitch man, now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus rex?
You niggaz can holler and curse
Go and respond and pull that pen and pad up outta ya purse

Slim did it simple to get at the
He told me to let loose and spit at the
What up Gotti and this war you pushed on
But you ?? the ?? for your ??
What's wrong? Didn't think we with real niggaz?
Roll like a boss in the they still feel us
It's real you ain't caught the concept
You talkin' to walk and find press
Contact was blown by in The Source
Threaten at the boss you see me on ya porch
Now Irv got the nerve to try to on us
But Detroit niggaz ?? and ain't scurred to
Artis]
Word to my nigga Bugs, like you get beat up
Stomped and smacked with the heater
rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with dicks so much that he should be fixed with a vagina
Who's behind ya? Cadillic Pac or that transvestite who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a windbox
tight on the trigger of this glock
Swallow that shit you got left to help you eat
You knock songs without love to help you sleep
You got in your video tryin mock Pac
You 'Mockaveli', get own identity

[Eminem chorus]
Yeah!
Don't you say my little girl's name in a song again!
punk pussy little bitch!
fuck you up boy!
Never! Never in muthafuckin life!
choke the shit outchu little muthafuckin bitch!
Hailie can whip your ass!

[Obie Trice
That's right
Shay records, whatchu about it?
Fuck Benzino, Ja Rule
Nigga, this Obie Triceright talkin to you muthafuckas
Ja punk ass... Yea!
Fuckin Soul For ass...
Nigga Soul For Real,
the nigga from Soul For Real!
Candy ass nigga...
He got a now he rappin'
know what's... faggot ass muhfuckas
Get money to all my niggas, man
Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent...
Jade!!!
[50 (laughing)]

Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

No honey, you guys are the size...