Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

On your knees nigga get on your knees and
[Ja
Em you your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what's Hailie gonna be she grows up?
- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
D D D D
(What??)
Come here
Bring daddy his (ok)
gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of some hoes it's
I put the Murder Inc with lead and I talking about a pencil
look at the fuck you dun got into
I see you your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral
Claiming you a murderer and spelt it
You but the "E" the "D" because that's all you on
You on Pac's dick you a replica guy if he still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more imitating niggas and eating pills
and what kind of mothafucker ruins 3 deals that another got you they didn't see skills
and I ain't playing your a brother cheated
and Ja Rule be praying on his cause he need it
and you hating shut your mouths
just the real niggas is not buying that shit you put out

Doe Rae Me but we don't motherfuckers
so Murda Inc do your thing
you unleased on a team who expects nothing less RnB coming from that regime
regime is a little extreme to neck with soldiers motherfucking marines
Ja sold his soul to sing we have teen on the TV screen chase the dream
now you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple beams
yousa muther fucking actor slash Pac rapper
slash Billy Holiday how it
artists with saw him in action, Pac's assasination
Def jam grabbed him, told him him you go platinum
they seen it for sure I know Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
reinacting her boy saw him clacking his toy
match and destroy shady slash aftermath in motherfucker

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
Don't play me cause your washed up, lost your
say mama sa mo ma ku sa
Ja quit knock it off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
Going at me is the only you got
Ja quit playing knock it off your not
you can get popped all that shit you pop

Now we can skip past the mugs, get to the slugs
to grievence and the and intimate hugs
we don't take you nigga you shook,
you're half of a half wieght crook nigga get off X go sing a hook nigga
and you can't replace the late great one and when your gone you'll only be the late one
nigga please the script before the guns stick to the clip
and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking citizen
built up slap you renisanse sicitive wait a minute hold on
Is it me or do we look like a banana braids and clothes on
a bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a Rex
you niggas can scream, holla and and go ahead and respond
pull that pen and pad up out of purse

Slim set an impulse to get at the
he me to let loose and spit at the ganstas
what up gotti in this little war you pushed on
put your ear to the drama for and bush stones
what's wrong? didn't were strong with real niggas
roll a boss in the streets they still feel us
this witness yall ain't caught the concept
you're talking non sense to bomb threats
were blown by Benzetta in the Source
threatning at the you're gonna see me on your porch
now Irv got the nerse to try on us
but Detroit niggas curve and they to bust
Kon
Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get up
unconscience and smacked with the heater
this rap cookie monster gets in the tonsils
dicks so much that he should be fixed with a vagina
who's behind ya? Caddillac, Pac or that transvestite that like a Lil Kim, Fox
your like a little wind box when I press tight on the trigger of this glock
that's on the little shit you got left to help you eat
you not Pac's without laws will help you sleep
you got shot in video trying to mock pac your "mock"avelli get your own identity

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
(Don't EVER say my lil girls in a song again)
Don't play me cause your up, lost your spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit playing knock it off your not
Doe Rae Me we're hot and you're not
(Im'a you up boy)
Going at me is the shot you got
(Never in your mother fucking life)
Ja quit playing knock it off your not
(Gonna shoot the outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get popped after all that you pop
Trice]
Yeah, that's right
Shady Records, what you know
Benzino, fuck Ja Rule
Nigga, this is Obie Trice right talkin to you mother fuckers
Ja Rule ass yeah
Fuck his soul for ass
Nigga that's soul, the nigga from 'soul for real'
Candy rain ass nigga you got a now you rappin
You don't know us, faggot ass mother
Give money to all my real
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie


Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No you guys are the same size