Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

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

(*scratching*)

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

- Eminem - talking] + (Hailie) (*echo*)
A ha

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

[Verse 1 - Swifty
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, simple
I'm quick to Murder Inc. with lead and I ain't about a pencil
Look at what the you done got into
I see you found your niche you just a bitch with a
you a murderer and spelt it wrong
You put "E" the "D" because that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a guy (*gunshots fired*)
If he was alive, you would never get by (for real)
All you do is cry, bitch it real
Life is more imitatin niggaz and eatin pills
And what kinda motherfucker three deals
That another nigga got you, didn't see skills
And I ain't playin, you a brother cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin on his color cause he it
(2Pac: Get on your and pray)
And all you niggaz hatin, shut mouths
just the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit y'all put out

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

- Eminem] - w/ ad libs
Doe ray me, you fly so latte da, blame me
you washed up, lost your spot
I'm a on my side of my crusade
Ja quit playin, knock it off you're not
Don't me cause you hot and your not goin at me
The only you got
Ja quit knock it off you're not Tupac
And get popped like all shit you pop

C'MON!

[Verse 3 -
Now we can past the mean mugs, get to the slugs
'Til the grievance and the and the intimate hugs
We don't take you serious nigga, you
You half of a halfway
Get off X's dick go sing a hook
And you can't replace the late one
And you gone you only gon' be the late fake one
Nigga please, stick to the
the guns stick to the clip
And you ain't shit but a bitch
Fuckin old ass ignorant innocent lookin citizen
Built up slap you like all sensitive
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 gonna
With those short ass arms like a 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 and spit at the gangstas
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 strong real niggaz?
like a boss in the streets they still feel us
It's business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch)
When the talk get nonsense to walk in threats
Contacts was blown by 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 heard and they ain't scurred to bust

[Verse 5 - Kon
Yo, to my nigga Bugz, punks like you get beat up
Stomped and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster get jabbed in the tonsils dicks
So much that he be fixed with a vagina
Who's ya?
Cadillac Pac or the transvestite that dressed a Lil' Kim fox
Your like a little wooden box
I press tight on the trigger of this glock
That's right all the little you got left to help you eat
Your not Pac's souls, laws we'll help you sleep
You got in your video tryin to mock Pac
You Mockaveli, get own idea (*gunshots fired*)

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

[Outro - Obie - talking]
Yeah, that's right
Shady Records, you know about?
Benzino
Fuck Ja Rule,
This is Obie Trice right here talkin to you
Ja Rule ass
Yeah, fuckin Soul 4 Real ass, that's Soul 4 Real
That's the from Soul 4 Real
reign ass nigga
He got a deal now he
He know what's ..
Faggot ass
money to all my real niggas man
Obie Trice, D-12,
50 Cent, Hailie (*echo*) (*laughing*)

Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No honey you guys are the size