Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

[Tupac
Get on knees nigga
Get on your and pray, haha

(*scratching*)

[Ja Rule from Change+]
Em you claim mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what's gonna be when she grows up

[Intro - - talking] + (Hailie) (*echo*)
A ha

C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT!
(what?)
Come baby
Bring his Oscar (okay)
Where shove up Ja Rule's ass (*laughing*)

1 - Swifty McVay]
I'm about to get rid of hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to Inc. with lead and I ain't talkin about a pencil
Look at what the fuck you got into
I see you found your you just a bitch with a menstrual
Claimin you a and spelt it wrong
You put "E" before the "D" that's all you on
You on dick (bitch), you a replica guy (*gunshots fired*)
If he was alive, you would never get by (for real)
All you do is cry, keep it real
Life is more than imitatin niggaz and eatin
And what kinda motherfucker ruins three
That another nigga got you, they see skills
And I ain't playin, you a gettin cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin on his cause he need it
(2Pac: Get on your and pray)
And all you niggaz hatin, shut mouths
It's just the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit put out

2 - Obie Trice]
Doe Rae Me, but we don't sing
So Murder Inc. do thing motherfuckers
You on a team
Who nothin less than R & B comin from that regime
Regime, is a extreme
That connect soldiers, motherfuckin Marines
Ja sold his to sing
Weave our team on the TV screen
Chased the greed, now you embraced the green
Don't fuck with triple beams
a motherfuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin rapper
Slash Holiday, how it happen?
and repertoire saw him in action
Pac assassination, Def Jam 'em
Told 'em reenact 'em, you go
They seen it for sure, I know Afeni Shakur don't enjoy
Atkins reenactin her boy
So I'm click clackin the toy, and destroy (*gun cocked and fired*)
Shady slash Aftermath in motherfucker (*gunshots*)

[Chorus - - w/ ad libs
Doe ray me, you fly so da, don't blame me
Cause you washed up, your spot
I'm a stay on my side of my
Ja quit playin, knock it off you're not
Don't hate me cause you hot and not goin at me
The shot you got
Ja quit playin knock it off you're not
And get popped like all that you pop

C'MON!

[Verse 3 -
Now we can skip the mean mugs, get to the slugs
the grievance and the cryin and the intimate hugs
We don't take you nigga, you shook
You half of a halfway
Get off X's dick go sing a hook
And you replace the late great one
And when you gone you only gon' be the fake one
Nigga please, to the script
Before the guns stick to the
And you ain't shit but a bitch
Fuckin old ass innocent lookin senior citizen
Built up slap you like Grandmas all
Wait a hold on (what's up?)
Is it me or do we look like a with braids and clothes on (*laughing*)
A "Made Man", now how you gonna connect
With short ass arms like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
You niggaz could scream holla and
Go ahead, respond and pull that pen and pad up outta your

[Verse 4 -
Slim didn't send Proof to get +Wankstas+
He told me to let loose and spit at the
What up Gotti and little war you pushed on
Put ear to the ground for stuckin your Bridgestones
What's wrong? Didn't think we with real niggaz?
Roll like a boss in the they still feel us
It's real business, y'all ain't caught the (bitch)
the talk get nonsense to walk in bomb threats
Contacts was by Benzetta in The Source
Threatin at the boss you gonna see me on porch
Now Irv got the to try to serve on us
But Detroit niggaz heard and they ain't scurred to

5 - Kon Artis]
Yo, props to my Bugz, punks like you get beat up
Stomped and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster get jabbed in the tonsils with
So much that he should be fixed a vagina
Who's ya?
Cadillac Pac or the transvestite that dressed a Lil' Kim fox
Your chest like a wooden box
When I press tight on the of this glock
That's right all the little shit you got to help you eat
Your not Pac's souls, without we'll help you sleep
You got shot in video tryin to mock Pac
You Mockaveli, get own idea (*gunshots fired*)

[Eminem - talking over the
Don't you say my little girl's name in a song again
Fuckin punk, pussy,
fuck you up boy
Never, in your motherfuckin life
Smack the shit out you motherfuckin midget
Hailie will whip your ass

[Outro - Obie Trice -
Yeah, that's right
Records, what you know about?
Fuck
Ja Rule, nigga
This is Obie Trice right talkin to you motherfuckers
Ja Rule ass
Yeah, Soul 4 Real ass, nigga that's Soul 4 Real
That's the nigga from 4 Real
Candy reign ass
He got a now he rappin
He don't what's ..
Faggot ass
Give money to all my real man
Trice, D-12, G-Unit
50 Cent, Hailie (*echo*) (*laughing*)

Daddy is Ja Rule than me?

No honey you are the same size