Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Ray Me

[Ja
Em you claim mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So Hailie gonna be when she grows up?

- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
G G G G
(What??)
Come here
daddy his oscar (ok)
Were shove it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

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

Doe Rae Me but we don't motherfuckers
So Inc do your thing motherfuckers
You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB coming from that
Regime is a little neck to neck with soldiers motherfucking marines
Ja sold his soul to sing we have witnessed teen on the TV screen the dream
Now that you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple
You's a muther fucking slash Pac impersonating rapper
Billy Holiday how it happen?
Artists with repituares saw him in action, Pac's
Def jam grabbed him, him reinact him you'll go platinum
seen it for sure I know that Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
Reinacting her boy saw him clacking his toy
Match and destroy Shady slash Aftermath in detroit

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
Don't play me cause your up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa
Ja quit playing now get off not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
Going at me is the shot you got
Ja quit playing now get off your not
You can get popped after all that you pop

[Kon
Now we can skip the mean mugs, get to the slugs
To grievence and the crying and hugs
We don't 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 only be the late fake one
Nigga please stick the script the guns stick to the clip
And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent senior citizen
Built up slap you 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 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 to get at the wanktas
He told me to let loose and spit at the
What up gotti were in little war you pushed on
Put ear to the drama for stucky and bush stones
What's wrong? didn't were strong with real niggas
Roll like a boss in the streets they feel us
This witness yall ain't caught the concept
You're talking non to walking bomb threats
Contacts were blown by in the Source
Threatning at the boss gonna see me on your porch
Now Irv got the to try serve on us
But Detroit niggas and they stirs to bust

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, like you get beat up
Stomped unconscience and with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the
With so much that he should be fixed with a vagina
Who's behind ya? Caddillac, Pac or that that dress like a Lil Kim Fox
Your just like a 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 songs without laws will help you
You got shot in your video trying to mock pac your "mock"avelli get 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 your washed up, lost your
Mama say sa Macosaca
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja playing now get off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
(Im'a you up boy)
Going at me is the shot you got
(Never again in mother fucking life)
Ja quit now get off your not Tupac
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get popped all that shit you pop

Trice]
Yeah, that's motherfuckers
Shady Records, what you about?
Benzino, fuck Ja Rule
Nigga, is Obie Trice right here talkin to you mother fuckers
Ja Rule ass yeah
Fuck his for real ass
Nigga that's soul, that's the 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 Jade

[Hailie] is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem] No honey you are the same size