Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

On your knees get on your knees and pray
[Ja
Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known
So Hailie gonna be when she grows up?
- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
D D D D
(What??)
Come here
Bring his oscar (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 ain't talking a pencil
look at what the fuck you dun got
I see you found your nitch you're just a with a menstral
Claiming you a murderer and it wrong
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 than imitating niggas and eating
and what of mothafucker ruins 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see skills
and I ain't your a brother getting 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 sing
so Inc do your thing motherfuckers
you unleased on a team who expects nothing less RnB coming from that regime
is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers motherfucking marines
Ja sold his to sing we have witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the dream
now that you embrace the green don't with the triple beams
yousa muther fucking actor Pac impersonating rapper
Billy Holiday how it happen?
artists with saw him in action, Pac's assasination
Def jam grabbed him, him reinact him you go platinum
they seen it for sure I know that Afeni don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
her boy saw him click clacking his toy
match and destroy slash aftermath in detroit motherfucker

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

Now we can skip past the mugs, get to the slugs
to and the crying and intimate hugs
we don't take you nigga you shook,
you're half of a half wieght crook nigga get off X dick go sing a nigga
and you can't replace the late great one and when your gone only be the late fake one
please stick the script before the guns stick to the clip
and Benzino you ain't but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking senior citizen
up slap you like 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 can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and respond
pull pen and pad up out of your purse

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

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


Daddy is Ja Rule than me?

No honey you guys are the same