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 baby
Bring daddy his (ok)
Were shove 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 the fuck 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 dick (bitch) you a guy if he were still 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 another nigga got you they didn't see
And I playing your a brother getting cheated
And Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he it
And you hating shut your mouths
It's just the real ain't buying that shit you put out

Doe Rae Me but we don't sing
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 have witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the
Now you embrace the green don't fuck with the triple beams
You's a fucking actor slash Pac impersonating rapper
Slash Billy Holiday how it
Artists with saw him in action, Pac's assasination
Def jam grabbed him, him reinact him you'll go platinum
They seen it for sure I that Afeni Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
Reinacting her boy saw him 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 washed up, lost spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
Ja quit playing now get off your not
Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and not
at me is the only shot you got
Ja quit now get off your not Tupac
You can get popped after all shit you pop

Artis]
Now we can skip past the mugs, get to the slugs
To grievence and the and intimate hugs
We don't take you serious you shook,
half of a half wieght crook nigga get off X dick go sing a hook nigga
And you can't replace the late great one and when your gone you'll be the late fake one
Nigga please stick the before the guns stick to the clip
And you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking senior citizen
Built up you like renisanse sicitive 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 connect with them short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex
You niggas can scream, holla and curse and go and respond
Pull that pen and pad up out of your

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

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, like you get beat up
unconscience and smacked with the heater
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 wind box when I press tight on the trigger of this glock
right on the little shit you got left to help you eat
You not Pac's songs without laws will 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 name in a song again)
Don't play me cause your washed up, lost spot
Mama say sa Macosaca
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit playing now get off your not
Doe Rae Me we're hot and you're not
(Im'a you up boy)
Going at me is the only you got
(Never in your mother fucking life)
Ja quit playing now get off not Tupac
(Gonna the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie will whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get after all that shit you pop

Trice]
Yeah, that's motherfuckers
Shady Records, you know about?
Fuck Benzino, Ja Rule
Nigga, this is Obie Trice right here to you mother fuckers
Ja Rule punk ass
Fuck his soul for ass
Nigga soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for real'
Candy rain ass you got a deal now you rappin
You know us, faggot ass mother fuckers
money to all my real niggas
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Hahahaha

[Hailie] Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

[Eminem] No honey you guys are the size