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 gonna be when she up?

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

I'm about to get rid of some it's simple
I put the Murder Inc with lead and I'm not talking a pencil
Look at the fuck you dun got into
I see you found your nitch you're a bitch with a menstral
Claiming you a murderer and spelt it
You but the "E" before the "D" because all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch) you a replica guy if he were still alive you would get by
All you do is cry bitch it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills
And what of mothafucker ruins 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see skills
And I ain't playing a brother getting cheated
And Ja Rule be praying on his cover he need it
And you niggas shut your mouths
It's just the real niggas ain't buying that you put out

Doe Rae Me but we sing motherfuckers
So Murda Inc do 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 soul to sing we witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the dream
Now that you embrace the green don't fuck the triple beams
You's a muther fucking actor slash Pac impersonating
Slash 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 know that Afeni Shakur enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
Reinacting her boy saw him click his toy
and destroy Shady slash Aftermath in detroit motherfucker

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
Don't play me cause your washed up, lost spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
Ja quit playing now get off not Tupac
Doe Rae Me we're 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 after all that you pop

Artis]
Now we can past the mean mugs, get to the slugs
To and the crying and intimate hugs
We don't you serious 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 you'll only be the late fake one
Nigga please stick the script before the guns stick to the
And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent senior citizen
Built up slap you like sicitive wait a minute hold on
Is it me or do we look like a with braids and clothes on
A bitch made man now how you gonna connect with short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex
You niggas can scream, and curse and go ahead and respond
Pull pen and pad up out of your purse

Slim set an impulse to get at the
He told me to let loose and spit at the
What up gotti were in little war you pushed on
Put your ear to the for stucky and bush stones
What's didn't think were strong with real niggas
Roll like a boss in the streets they still us
This real witness yall caught the concept
You're talking non sense to walking threats
Contacts blown by Benzetta in the Source
Threatning at the boss you're gonna see me on your
Now Irv got the to try serve on us
But Detroit niggas and they stirs to bust

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get up
Stomped unconscience and smacked the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the
With dicks so much 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 little wind box when I press tight on the 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 pac your "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 your washed up, your spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja playing now get off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and not
(Im'a you up boy)
Going at me is the shot you got
(Never in your mother fucking life)
Ja quit playing now get off your not
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you fucking midgits, Hailie will whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get popped all that shit you pop

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

[Hailie] Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

[Eminem] No honey you are the same size