Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Ray Me

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

- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
G G G G
(What??)
Come here
Bring his oscar (ok)
Were gonna 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 you're just a bitch with a menstral
you a murderer and spelt it wrong
You but the "E" before the "D" that's all you on
You on dick (bitch) you a replica guy if he were still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry bitch it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills
And kind of mothafucker ruins 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 niggas shut your mouths
just the real niggas ain't buying that shit you put out

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

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

[Kon
Now we can past the mean mugs, get to the slugs
To grievence and the and intimate hugs
We don't take you nigga you shook,
You're of a half wieght crook nigga get off X dick 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 stick the script the guns stick to the clip
And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass innocent looking senior citizen
Built up slap you like 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 them short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex
You niggas can scream, and curse 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 at the ganstas
What up gotti were in this little war you on
Put your ear to the drama for and bush stones
What's wrong? didn't think were strong with real
Roll like a boss in the streets still feel us
This real witness yall caught the concept
talking non sense to walking bomb threats
Contacts blown by Benzetta in the Source
Threatning at the boss gonna see me on your porch
Now Irv got the nerse to try on us
But niggas curve and they stirs to bust

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
With dicks so much that he should be fixed a vagina
Who's behind ya? Caddillac, Pac or transvestite that dress like a Lil Kim Fox
Your like a little wind box when I press tight on the trigger of this glock
That's right on the shit you got left to help you eat
You not Pac's songs laws will help you sleep
You got shot in your video trying to mock pac your "mock"avelli get your own

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
(Don't EVER say my lil girls name in a again)
play me cause your washed up, lost your spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit now get off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me we're hot and you're not
(Im'a you up boy)
Going at me is the shot you got
(Never again in your mother life)
Ja playing now get off your not Tupac
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, will whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get after all that shit you pop

[Obie
Yeah, that's motherfuckers
Shady Records, what you know
Benzino, fuck Ja Rule
Nigga, this is Obie Trice here talkin to you mother fuckers
Ja punk ass yeah
his soul for real ass
Nigga soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for real'
Candy ass nigga you got a deal now you rappin
You don't us, faggot ass mother fuckers
Give money to all my real
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade

[Hailie] is Ja Rule taller than me?

No honey you guys are the same size