Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

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

(*scratching*)

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

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

C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT!
(what?)
Come baby
Bring daddy his (okay)
Where shove 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
Look at what the fuck you done got
I see you found your niche you just a with a menstrual
Claimin you a 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 still alive, you never get by (for real)
All you do is cry, bitch it real
Life is than imitatin niggaz and eatin pills
And what kinda motherfucker ruins deals
That another nigga got you, they didn't see
And I playin, you a brother gettin cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin on his cause he need it
(2Pac: Get on knees and pray)
And all you niggaz hatin, shut your
It's just the niggaz ain't 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 on a team
Who expects nothin than R & B comin from that regime
Regime, is a extreme
That connect some soldiers, Marines
Ja his soul to sing
Weave our witness team on the TV
Chased the greed, now that you embraced the
Don't fuck with them beams
You's a motherfuckin slash Pac impersonatin rapper
Slash Billy Holiday, how it
and repertoire saw him in action
Pac assassination, Def Jam 'em
'em reenact 'em, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know that Afeni don't enjoy
Jeffrey reenactin her boy
So I'm click clackin the toy, and destroy (*gun cocked and fired*)
slash Aftermath in Detroit motherfucker (*gunshots*)

[Chorus - Eminem] - w/ ad
Doe ray me, you fly so latte da, don't me
Cause you washed up, lost your
I'm a stay on my of my crusade
Ja quit playin, knock it off not Tupac
hate me cause you hot and your not goin at me
The only 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 past the mean mugs, get to the
'Til the grievance and the cryin and the intimate
We take you serious nigga, you shook
You of a halfway crook
Get off X's dick go a hook nigga
And you can't replace the late one
And when you gone you gon' be the late fake one
Nigga please, stick to the
Before the guns stick to the
And Benzino you ain't shit but a
Fuckin old ass innocent lookin senior citizen
Built up you like Grandmas all sensitive
Wait a hold on (what's up?)
Is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and on (*laughing*)
A "Made Man", now how you gonna connect
With those short ass arms a Tyrannosaurus Rex
You niggaz could scream and curse
Go ahead, and pull that pen and pad up outta your purse

[Verse 4 -
Slim didn't Proof to get into +Wankstas+
He told me to let loose and 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 with real
Roll a boss in the streets they still feel us
real business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch)
When the talk get nonsense to walk in bomb
Contacts was blown by Benzetta in The
Threatin at the boss you gonna see me on 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, like you get beat up
Stomped and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster get jabbed in the with dicks
So much that he should be fixed with a
behind ya?
Cadillac Pac or the transvestite that like a Lil' Kim fox
Your chest like a wooden box
When I press tight on the trigger of this
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 tryin to Pac
You Mockaveli, get your own (*gunshots fired*)

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

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

Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No you guys are the same size