Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Ray Me

[Ja
Em you claim your mother's a 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
Bring his oscar (ok)
Were gonna it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of some hoes simple
I put the Inc with lead and I'm not talking about a pencil
Look at what the you dun got into
I see you found your nitch you're a bitch with a menstral
Claiming you a murderer and it wrong
You but the "E" before the "D" that's all you on
You on Pac's (bitch) you a replica guy if he were still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more than imitating niggas and pills
And what kind of mothafucker ruins 3 deals that another 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 hating shut your mouths
It's just the real niggas ain't 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 extreme neck to neck with soldiers marines
Ja sold his 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, him reinact him you'll go platinum
They seen it for sure I know that Afeni don't enjoy 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
Mama say sa Macosaca
Ja quit playing now get off your not
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
at me is the only shot you got
Ja quit playing now get off your not
You can get popped after all that you pop

Artis]
Now we can skip past the mean mugs, get to the
To and the crying and intimate hugs
We don't you serious nigga you shook,
You're half of a half wieght crook nigga get off X dick go sing a nigga
And you can't replace the great one and when your gone you'll only be the late fake one
Nigga stick the script before 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 with braids and on
A bitch made man now how you gonna connect with short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex
You can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and respond
that pen and pad up out of your purse

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

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, like you get beat up
Stomped unconscience and smacked with the
This rap monster gets jabbed in the tonsils
With dicks so much that he should be with a vagina
behind ya? Caddillac, Pac or that transvestite that dress like 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 shit you got left to help you eat
You not Pac's songs without laws will help you
You got in your video trying to mock pac your "mock"avelli get your own identity

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
(Don't EVER say my lil name 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 we're 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 now get off your not Tupac
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, will whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get popped all that shit you pop

Trice]
Yeah, right motherfuckers
Shady Records, you know about?
Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja
Nigga, this is Obie Trice right here talkin to you mother
Ja Rule punk ass
Fuck his soul for ass
that's soul, that's the nigga 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
Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade Hahahaha

[Hailie] Daddy is Ja taller than me?

[Eminem] No honey you guys are the size