Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

On your knees nigga get on knees and pray
[Ja
Em you claim your a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So Hailie gonna be when she grows up?
- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
D D D D
(What??)
Come baby
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 about a pencil
look at the fuck you dun got into
I see you found your nitch you're just a 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 than imitating and eating pills
and what kind of mothafucker 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see skills
and I playing your a brother getting cheated
and Ja Rule be praying on his cause he need it
and you hating shut your mouths
it's just the real niggas is not that shit you put out

Doe Rae Me but we sing motherfuckers
so Inc do your thing motherfuckers
you unleased on a team who expects nothing then 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 fuck with the triple beams
yousa muther fucking actor Pac impersonating rapper
slash Holiday how it happen?
artists repituares saw him in action, Pac's assasination
Def jam grabbed him, told him him you go platinum
they seen it for sure I know that Afeni Shakur don't 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 up, lost your spot
say mama sa mo ma ku sa
Ja playing knock it off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and not
at me is the only shot you got
Ja quit playing it off your not Tupac
you can get after all that shit you pop

Now we can skip past the mugs, get to the slugs
to grievence and the crying and hugs
we take you serious nigga you shook,
you're half of a half wieght crook nigga get off X dick go a hook nigga
and you can't replace the late great one and when your gone you'll only be the late one
please stick the script before the guns stick to the clip
and you ain't shit 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 with braids and on
a bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms a Tyranasaurous Rex
you niggas can scream, and curse and go ahead and respond
that pen and pad up out of your purse

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

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
(Don't say my lil girls name in a song again)
Don't play me cause washed up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit playing knock it off your not
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 shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will your mother fucking asses)
You can get popped all that shit you pop
Trice]
Yeah, that's right
Shady Records, you know about?
Fuck Benzino, Ja Rule
Nigga, this is Obie right here talkin to you mother fuckers
Ja punk ass yeah
his soul for real ass
Nigga that's soul, that's the nigga from for real'
Candy ass nigga you got a deal now you rappin
You don't know us, faggot ass mother
money to all my real niggas
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie


Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

No honey you are the same size