Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

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

(*scratching*)

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

[Intro - Eminem - + (Hailie) (*echo*)
A ha

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

[Verse 1 - Swifty
I'm to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to Murder Inc. lead and I ain't talkin about a pencil
Look at what the fuck you got into
I see you found niche you just a bitch with a menstrual
Claimin you a murderer and it wrong
You put "E" the "D" because that's all you on
You on Pac's (bitch), you a replica guy (*gunshots fired*)
If he was still alive, you would get by (for real)
All you do is cry, bitch keep it
Life is more than imitatin niggaz and pills
And what kinda motherfucker ruins three
That another nigga got you, they see skills
And I ain't playin, you a brother gettin
And Ja Rule be prayin on his color cause he it
(2Pac: Get on knees and pray)
And all you niggaz hatin, your mouths
It's just the real niggaz buyin that shit y'all put out

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

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

C'MON!

3 - Kuniva]
Now we can skip past the mugs, get to the slugs
'Til the and the cryin and the intimate hugs
We don't you serious nigga, you shook
You of a halfway crook
Get off X's go sing a hook nigga
And you can't replace the late one
And when you gone you only gon' be the fake one
Nigga please, to the script
Before the guns stick to the
And Benzino you ain't shit but a
old ass ignorant innocent lookin senior citizen
Built up slap you like Grandmas all
a minute hold on (what's up?)
Is it me or do we like a banana with braids and clothes on (*laughing*)
A bitch "Made Man", now how you connect
With those ass arms like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
You could scream holla and curse
Go ahead, respond and pull pen and pad up outta your purse

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

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

[Eminem - over the Chorus]
Don't you say my little girl's name in a song again
Fuckin punk, pussy,
I'll you up boy
Never, never in your motherfuckin
Smack the out you little motherfuckin midget
Hailie whip your motherfuckin ass

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

Daddy is Ja Rule than me?

No honey you guys are the same