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

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

1]

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

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

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

2]

Now we can get the mean mugs and get to the slugs
To the greivance and the and the intimate hugs
We don't take you serious nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go a hook nigga
And you can't the late greal one
And when you gone you only gon' be the late one
Nigga please, stick to the
before the stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch
Fuckin' old ass ignorant innocent lookin' citizen
Built up, slap you like Grimace, all
Wait a minute, 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 can scream holler and curse
Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up ya purse

Slim did it to get at the wankstas
He told me to let loose and spit at the
What up Gotti and this little war you on
But you ?? the ?? for your ??
What's wrong? Didn't think we strong real niggaz?
Roll like a boss in the streets still feel us
real business you ain't caught the concept
You talkin' to walk and find press
Contact was by Munsetta in The Source
at the boss you gon' see me on ya porch
Now Irv got the to try to serve on us
But niggaz ?? and ain't scurred to bust
Artis]
Word to my nigga Bugs, punks like you get up
Stomped and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with dicks so much that he should be fixed with a
Who's behind ya? Cadillic Pac or transvestite who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a little windbox
press on the trigger of this glock
Swallow little shit you got left to help you eat
You knock Pac's songs love to help you sleep
You got in your video tryin mock Pac
You 'Mockaveli', get your own

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

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

Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No honey, you guys are the size...