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(em) - Hailie baby, what do you be when you grow up?
(Hailie) - i don't know, but i don't wanna be like Ja dirty ass kids!
ha ha ha

[Em &
[E] AH-HA! Yeah! C'mon!
G-Unit! Hailie
[H]
[E] Come baby, bring daddy his Oscar
[H]
[E] We're gonna it up Ja Rule's ass!
[H -

1]

I'm to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm to murder ink with lead and talkin' bout a pencil
Lookit the fuck you done got into
I see you found yo niche, you just a wit a menstrol
Claimin' you a and you spelled it wrong
You put 'e' the 'd' 'cause that's all you on
You on dick, you a regular guy
If Pac was alive you would never get by
All you do is cry, bitch keep it
Life is than imitating niggaz and eatin' pills
And kind of muthafucka three deals
That another nigga got you, they see skills
And I playin', you a brother gettin' cheated
And Ja Rule be on his cover 'cause he need it
And all you niggaz hatin', you mouths
It's just that niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
[Obie
Do-ra-mi, but we don't muhfuckas
So Murder Inc. do ya thing
You've on a team who expects nothin' less
Than R&B from that regime
Regime a little extreme
Neck and necks with soldiers, Marines
Ja his soul to sing
eye-witness team on the tv screen, chase the greed
Now you've embraced the green
Don't fuck with the beams
a muthafuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin' rapper
Slash Billie Holliday how it
Artist for saw him in action
Pac Def Jam grabbed him
him reinact him, you go platinum
They seen it for sure, I know that Shakur
Don't Jeffery Atkins reinactin' her boy
So I'm this toy
and destroy, Shady
Aftermath and Detroit

Do-ra-me,
Don't blame me you lost your boss's spot

Ja quit playin' knock it off not 2Pac
Don't make me, too hot and not
Shootin' at me, the only shot you got
Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not
You'll get poppin' all that shit you pop

2]

Now we can get past the mean mugs and get to the
To the and the cryin' and the intimate hugs
We don't take you serious nigga you shook you half of a half-way crook, get off X dick, go a hook nigga
And you can't the late greal one
And when you gone you only be the late fake one
Nigga please, stick to the
before the guns to the clip, and Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch
old ass ignorant innocent lookin' senior citizen
Built up, slap you Grimace, all sensitive
Wait a minute, on
Is it me or do he look like a banana with braids and on?
A bitch man, now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a tyrannasaurus rex?
You can scream holler and curse
Go ahead and respond and pull that pen and pad up ya purse

Slim did it to get at the wankstas
He me to let loose and spit at the gangstas
What up Gotti and this war you pushed on
But you ?? the ?? for your ??
What's wrong? Didn't think we with real niggaz?
Roll like a boss in the streets still feel us
real business you ain't caught the concept
You nonsense to walk and find press
was blown by Munsetta in The Source
Threaten at the you gon' see me on ya porch
Now Irv got the nerve to try to on us
But Detroit niggaz ?? and ain't scurred to
[Kon
Word to my nigga Bugs, punks like you get up
unconcious and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils with dicks so much that he be fixed with a vagina
Who's behind ya? Pac or that transvestite who dress like a Lil Kim fox, her chest like a little windbox
tight on the trigger of this glock
Swallow that little you got left to help you eat
You knock Pac's songs without love to help you
You got in your video tryin mock Pac
You 'Mockaveli', get your own

[Eminem chorus]
Yeah!
Don't you never say my girl's name in a song again!
Fuckin' pussy little bitch!
I'll you up boy!
Never! in your muthafuckin life!
I'll choke the shit outchu muthafuckin bitch!
can whip your muthafuckin ass!

[Obie Trice
That's right
Shay records, whatchu about it?
Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja
Nigga, this Obie Triceright here talkin to you
Ja punk ass... Yea!
Fuckin For Real ass...
Nigga Soul For Real,
That the nigga Soul For Real!
Candy ass nigga...
He got a deal now he
You'ont know what's... faggot ass
Get money to all my niggas, man
Trice, D12, G Unit, 50 Cent...
Jade!!!
[50 (laughing)]

Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

No honey, you are the same size...