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

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

1]

I'm to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with lead and talkin' a pencil
Lookit what the fuck you got into
I see you found yo niche, you just a wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a and you spelled it wrong
You put 'e' before the 'd' 'cause all you on
You on Pac's dick, you a guy
If Pac was still alive you would get by
All you do is cry, keep it real
Life is than imitating niggaz and eatin' pills
And kind of muthafucka ruins three
That another nigga got you, they see skills
And I playin', you a brother gettin' cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover he need it
And all you hatin', shut you mouths
It's just that real niggaz buyin' that shit y'all put out
Trice]
Do-ra-mi, but we don't muhfuckas
So Murder Inc. do ya muhfuckas
You've unleashed on a who expects nothin' less
Than R&B from that regime
Regime a little extreme
Neck and necks soldiers, muhfuckin' Marines
Ja his soul to sing
We've team on the tv screen, chase the greed
Now that you've embraced the
Don't fuck with the triple
You's a muthafuckin slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Slash Billie Holliday how it
for Repetuar saw him in action
Pac Def Jam grabbed him
him reinact him, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know Afina Shakur
enjoy Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy
So I'm click-clackin' toy
Bash and destroy,
Aftermath and muthafuckas

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

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

2]

Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the
To the greivance and the cryin' and the hugs
We don't take you serious nigga you shook you of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go sing a hook nigga
And you replace the late greal one
And when you gone you gon' be the late fake one
Nigga please, stick to the
before the guns stick to the clip, and you ain't shit but a bitch
old ass ignorant innocent lookin' senior citizen
Built up, you like Grimace, all sensitive
a minute, hold on
Is it me or do he look like a with braids and clothes on?
A bitch made man, now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus
You niggaz can scream holler and
Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up ya purse

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

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

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

Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No honey, you are the same size...