Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Ray Me

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

- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
G G G G
(What??)
Come here
Bring daddy his (ok)
Were gonna it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of some hoes simple
I put the Murder Inc with lead and I'm not talking about a
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" because all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch) you a 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 and eating pills
And what kind of mothafucker 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see skills
And I ain't playing your a getting cheated
And Ja Rule be praying on his cover he need it
And you hating 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 your motherfuckers
You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB coming that regime
Regime is a little neck to neck with soldiers motherfucking marines
Ja sold his soul to sing we have witnessed teen on the TV chase the dream
Now that you embrace the green fuck with the triple beams
You's a muther fucking actor slash Pac rapper
Slash Holiday how it happen?
with repituares saw him in action, Pac's assasination
Def jam grabbed him, him reinact him you'll go platinum
They seen it for sure I know that Afeni Shakur enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
her boy saw him click clacking his toy
Match and destroy Shady slash Aftermath in 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 cause we're hot and not
Going at me is the shot you got
Ja quit now get off your not Tupac
You can get after 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 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 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 ignorant innocent looking senior
Built up slap you like renisanse wait a minute hold on
Is it me or do we look like a banana with and clothes on
A bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms a Tyranasaurous Rex
You can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and respond
Pull pen and pad up out of your purse

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

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get up
Stomped unconscience and smacked with the
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the
With dicks so much that he should be with a vagina
Who's ya? Caddillac, Pac or that transvestite that dress like a Lil Kim Fox
Your just like a little wind box when I press tight on the trigger of this
That's right on the little shit you got to help you eat
You not Pac's songs without laws will you sleep
You got shot in your 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 girls name in a again)
Don't play me cause your washed up, lost spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
(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 again in your fucking life)
Ja playing now get off your not Tupac
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will your mother fucking asses)
You can get after all that shit you pop

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

[Hailie] is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem] No you guys are the same size