Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Ray Me

[Ja
Em you claim 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 here
Bring daddy his (ok)
gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of some hoes simple
I put the Murder Inc lead and I'm not talking about a pencil
Look at what the you dun got into
I see you found your nitch just a bitch with a menstral
Claiming you a murderer and spelt it
You but the "E" the "D" because 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 keep 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 your a brother cheated
And Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he it
And you niggas hating your mouths
It's just the real ain't buying 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 from that regime
Regime is a 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 you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple beams
You's a muther actor slash Pac impersonating rapper
Slash Holiday how it happen?
Artists with repituares saw him in action, Pac's
Def jam grabbed him, told him reinact him you'll go
They seen it for sure I know that Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Atkins
Reinacting her boy saw him clacking his toy
Match and destroy Shady Aftermath in detroit motherfucker

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

Artis]
Now we can past 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 get off X dick go sing a hook nigga
And you can't replace the late one and when your gone you'll only be the late fake one
Nigga please stick the before the guns stick to the clip
And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking senior
Built up slap you like renisanse sicitive 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 can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and respond
Pull that pen and pad up out of purse

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

Do I get my nigga bugz, punks like you get beat up
Stomped unconscience and with the heater
rap cookie 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 like a little wind box when I press on the trigger of this glock
That's right on the little you got left to help you eat
You not Pac's songs without laws 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 EVER say my lil girls name in a again)
play me cause your washed up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit now get off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and not
(Im'a you up boy)
at me is the only shot you got
(Never in your mother fucking life)
Ja quit playing now get off your not
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will 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, fuck Ja
Nigga, is Obie Trice right here talkin to you mother fuckers
Ja Rule ass yeah
his soul for real ass
Nigga that's soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for
Candy rain ass nigga you got a deal now you
You don't know us, faggot ass mother
Give money to all my niggas
Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade Hahahaha

[Hailie] Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

[Eminem] No honey you are the same size