Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Ray Me

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

I'm to get rid of some hoes it's simple
I put the Murder Inc with 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
you a murderer and spelt it wrong
You but the "E" before the "D" because 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 keep it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills
And what kind of mothafucker ruins 3 deals that nigga got you they didn't see skills
And I playing your a brother getting cheated
And Ja Rule be praying on his cause he need it
And you niggas hating shut your
It's just the real niggas ain't that shit you put out

Doe Rae Me but we don't sing
So Inc do your thing motherfuckers
You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB from that regime
Regime is a little extreme to neck with soldiers motherfucking marines
Ja sold his soul to we have witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the dream
Now that you embrace the green don't fuck with the beams
You's a muther fucking 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 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 me cause your washed up, lost your spot
say mama sa Macosaca
Ja quit playing now get off not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
Going at me is the shot you got
Ja quit playing now get off not Tupac
You can get popped all that shit you pop

[Kon
Now we can skip the mean mugs, get to the slugs
To grievence and the and intimate hugs
We don't take you serious you shook,
You're half of a half wieght crook nigga get off X dick go a hook nigga
And you can't replace the great one and when your gone you'll only be the late fake one
Nigga please stick the script before the guns to the clip
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 banana with braids and on
A bitch made man now how you gonna connect them short ass arms like 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 impulse to get at the
He told me to let loose and spit at the
What up gotti were in this war you pushed on
Put your ear to the drama for and bush stones
What's wrong? didn't were strong with real niggas
Roll like a boss in the streets they feel us
This witness yall ain't caught the concept
You're non sense to walking bomb threats
were blown by Benzetta in the Source
Threatning at the boss you're see me on your porch
Now Irv got the nerse to try on us
But Detroit niggas curve and stirs to bust

Do I gotta get my bugz, punks like you get beat up
Stomped and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster jabbed in the tonsils
With dicks so much that he should be fixed 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 tight on the trigger of this
That's right on the little shit you got left to you eat
You not Pac's songs without laws will help you
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 name in a song again)
Don't play me cause your up, lost your spot
say mama sa Macosaca
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit now get off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me we're hot and you're not
(Im'a you up boy)
Going at me is the shot you got
(Never again in your mother life)
Ja quit playing now get off your not
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will whip your mother asses)
You can get popped after all shit you pop

[Obie
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 punk ass
Fuck his soul for ass
Nigga that's soul, that's the nigga 'soul for real'
Candy rain ass you got a deal now you rappin
You know us, faggot ass mother fuckers
Give money to all my niggas
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Hahahaha

[Hailie] is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem] No you guys are the same size