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

[Em &
[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!
G-g-g-g G-Unit!
[H]
[E] Come here baby, daddy his Oscar
[H]
[E] We're 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 lead and talkin' bout a
what the fuck you done got into
I see you yo niche, you just a bitch wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a murderer and you spelled it
You put 'e' the 'd' 'cause that's all you on
You on dick, you a regular guy
If Pac was still alive you 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, they didn't see
And I ain't playin', you a brother cheated
And Ja be prayin' on his cover 'cause he need it
And all you hatin', shut you mouths
It's just real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
[Obie
Do-ra-mi, but we sing muhfuckas
So Inc. do ya thing muhfuckas
You've unleashed on a team who expects less
Than R&B comin' from that
Regime It's a little
Neck and necks soldiers, muhfuckin' Marines
Ja his soul to sing
We've eye-witness on the tv screen, chase the greed
Now you've embraced the green
Don't with the triple beams
You's a 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 Afina Shakur
Don't enjoy Jeffery reinactin' her boy
So I'm this toy
Bash and destroy,
Aftermath and muthafuckas

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

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

2]

Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the
To the greivance and the and the intimate 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 can't the late greal one
And when you you only gon' be the late fake one
Nigga please, stick to the
before the guns stick to the clip, and Benzino you ain't but a bitch
Fuckin' old ass innocent lookin' senior citizen
Built up, slap you like Grimace, all
Wait a minute, on
Is it me or do he like a banana 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 outta ya

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

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

Trice speaking]
That's right
Shay records, know about it?
Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja
Nigga, this Triceright here talkin to you muthafuckas
Ja punk ass... Yea!
Soul For Real ass...
Nigga that's For Real,
That the nigga from For Real!
Candy ass nigga...
He got a deal now he
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 are the same size...