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
daddy his oscar (ok)
Were gonna it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of hoes it's simple
I put the Inc with lead and I'm not talking about a pencil
at what the fuck you dun got into
I see you found your nitch just a bitch with a menstral
Claiming you a 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 alive you would never get by
All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more imitating niggas and eating pills
And what kind of mothafucker ruins 3 deals that another nigga got you didn't see skills
And I ain't playing your a getting cheated
And Ja be praying on his cover cause he need it
And you niggas hating shut mouths
It's just the real niggas ain't that shit you put out

Doe Rae Me but we sing motherfuckers
So Murda Inc do your 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 teen on the TV screen chase the dream
Now that you embrace the don't fuck with the triple beams
You's a muther fucking actor slash Pac rapper
Billy Holiday how it happen?
Artists with repituares saw him in action, Pac's
Def jam grabbed him, told him him you'll go platinum
They seen it for sure I know Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
her boy saw him click clacking his toy
Match and destroy Shady slash in detroit motherfucker

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

Artis]
Now we can skip past the mean mugs, get to the
To grievence and the crying and hugs
We don't you serious nigga you shook,
You're half of a half wieght crook get off X dick go sing a hook nigga
And you can't replace the late great one and when your gone you'll be the late fake one
Nigga please stick the script before the stick to the clip
And Benzino you shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking senior citizen
Built up slap you like renisanse wait a minute hold on
Is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and on
A bitch man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex
You niggas can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and
that pen and pad up out of your purse

Slim set an impulse to get at the
He told me to let and spit at the ganstas
What up gotti were in this war you pushed on
Put your ear to the drama for stucky and bush
What's wrong? didn't were strong with real niggas
Roll like a boss in the they still feel us
real witness yall ain't caught the concept
You're non sense to walking bomb threats
Contacts were blown by Benzetta in the
at the boss you're gonna see me on your porch
Now Irv got the to try serve on us
But Detroit niggas curve and stirs to bust

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get up
unconscience and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie 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 dress like a Lil Kim Fox
Your just like a little wind box I press tight on the trigger of this glock
That's right on the little shit you got left to you eat
You not Pac's songs laws 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 EVER say my lil girls in a song again)
Don't play me cause your up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa
(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 your 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 after all that you pop

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

Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem] No honey you guys are the same