Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

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

(*scratching*)

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

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

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

[Verse 1 - Swifty
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's
I'm quick to Inc. with lead and I ain't talkin about a pencil
at what the fuck you done got into
I see you found your niche you a bitch with a menstrual
Claimin you a murderer and spelt it
You put "E" before the "D" that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a guy (*gunshots fired*)
If he was still alive, you never get by (for real)
All you do is cry, keep it real
is more than imitatin niggaz and eatin pills
And kinda motherfucker ruins three deals
That another got you, they didn't 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 knees and pray)
And all you hatin, shut your mouths
It's just the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit put out

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

[Chorus - Eminem] - w/ ad
Doe ray me, you fly so latte da, blame me
Cause you up, lost your spot
I'm a stay on my of my crusade
Ja playin, knock it off you're not Tupac
Don't hate me cause you hot and not goin at me
The only you got
Ja quit playin knock it off not Tupac
And get popped like all 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 take you serious nigga, you shook
You half of a halfway
Get off X's dick go a hook nigga
And you can't the late great one
And when you gone you gon' be the late fake one
please, stick to the script
Before the stick to the clip
And Benzino you ain't shit but a
Fuckin old ass ignorant innocent senior citizen
up slap you like Grandmas all sensitive
Wait a hold on (what's up?)
Is it me or do we look like a with braids and clothes on (*laughing*)
A bitch "Made Man", now how you connect
With those short ass like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
You niggaz could scream and curse
Go ahead, respond and pull pen and pad up outta your purse

4 - Proof]
Slim didn't Proof to get into +Wankstas+
He told me to let loose and at the gangstas
up Gotti and this little war you pushed on
Put your ear to the ground for your Bridgestones
What's Didn't think we strong with real niggaz?
Roll a boss in the streets they still feel us
It's real business, y'all caught the concept (bitch)
When the talk get nonsense to walk in threats
was blown by Benzetta in The Source
Threatin at the boss you see me on your porch
Now Irv got the to try to serve on us
But Detroit niggaz heard and they scurred to bust

[Verse 5 - Kon
Yo, props to my Bugz, punks like you get beat up
Stomped unconscious and with the heater
This rap cookie monster get jabbed in the with dicks
So much that he should be with a vagina
Who's ya?
Cadillac Pac or the transvestite dressed like a Lil' Kim fox
Your like a little wooden box
When I press tight on the 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 shot in your video tryin to Pac
You Mockaveli, get your own (*gunshots fired*)

[Eminem - over the Chorus]
you never say my little girl's name in a song again
Fuckin punk, pussy,
fuck you up boy
Never, never in your motherfuckin
Smack the shit out you motherfuckin midget
Hailie whip your motherfuckin ass

[Outro - Obie Trice -
Yeah, that's right
Shady Records, what you about?
Fuck
Ja Rule, nigga
This is Obie Trice here talkin to you motherfuckers
Ja Rule ass
Yeah, Soul 4 Real ass, nigga 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, Jade (*echo*) (*laughing*)

Daddy is Ja Rule than me?

No honey you guys are the same