Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

[Tupac
Get on your nigga
Get on your knees and pray,

(*scratching*)

[Ja from +Loose Change+]
Em you claim your a crackhead and Kim is a known slut
So what's Hailie be when she grows up

[Intro - - talking] + (Hailie) (*echo*)
A ha

C'mon, G-G-G-G-UNIT!
(what?)
Come here
Bring daddy his (okay)
Where gonna shove up Ja ass (*laughing*)

[Verse 1 - Swifty
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, simple
I'm quick to Murder Inc. with lead and I ain't talkin about a
Look at what the you done got into
I see you found your you just a bitch with a menstrual
Claimin you a murderer and it wrong
You put "E" before the "D" that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a guy (*gunshots fired*)
If he was alive, you would never get by (for real)
All you do is cry, bitch it real
Life is more than imitatin niggaz and pills
And kinda motherfucker ruins three deals
That another nigga got you, they see skills
And I playin, you a brother gettin cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin on his cause he need it
(2Pac: Get on knees and pray)
And all you hatin, shut your mouths
It's the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit y'all put out

[Verse 2 - Obie
Doe Rae Me, but we sing motherfuckers
So Murder Inc. do your thing
You on a team
Who expects less than R & B comin from that regime
Regime, is a little
That connect some soldiers, Marines
Ja sold his soul to
Weave our witness team on the TV
Chased the greed, now that you embraced the
Don't fuck with them triple
You's a motherfuckin actor slash Pac impersonatin
Slash Billy Holiday, how it
Artists and repertoire saw him in
Pac assassination, Def Jam 'em
'em reenact 'em, you go platinum
They it for sure, I know that Afeni Shakur don't enjoy
Jeffrey Atkins her boy
So I'm click the toy, mash and destroy (*gun cocked and fired*)
Shady Aftermath in Detroit motherfucker (*gunshots*)

[Chorus - - w/ ad libs
Doe ray me, you fly so latte da, don't me
Cause you up, lost your spot
I'm a on my side of my crusade
Ja quit playin, knock it off you're not
Don't hate me cause you hot and not goin at me
The only you got
Ja quit playin knock it off you're not
And get popped like all shit you pop

C'MON!

[Verse 3 -
Now we can skip past the mean mugs, get to the
the grievance and the cryin and the intimate hugs
We don't take you nigga, you shook
You half of a crook
Get off X's dick go sing a nigga
And you can't the late great one
And when you gone you only gon' be the late one
please, stick to the script
Before the guns stick to the
And you ain't shit but a bitch
Fuckin old ass innocent lookin senior citizen
Built up slap you like Grandmas all
Wait a minute on (what's up?)
Is it me or do we look like a banana braids and clothes on (*laughing*)
A "Made Man", now how you gonna connect
With short ass arms like a Tyrannosaurus Rex
You niggaz could scream holla and
Go ahead, and pull that pen and pad up outta your purse

[Verse 4 -
Slim didn't send Proof to get +Wankstas+
He told me to let and spit at the gangstas
What up Gotti and this little war you on
Put your ear to the for stuckin your Bridgestones
What's wrong? think we strong with real niggaz?
Roll like a boss in the they still feel us
real business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch)
When the get nonsense to walk in bomb threats
Contacts was blown by Benzetta in The
Threatin at the boss you gonna see me on porch
Now Irv got the nerve to try to on us
But niggaz heard and they ain't scurred to bust

5 - Kon Artis]
Yo, props to my nigga Bugz, punks like you get up
Stomped unconscious and smacked with the
This rap cookie monster get in the tonsils with dicks
So much that he be fixed with a vagina
Who's ya?
Cadillac Pac or the that dressed like a Lil' Kim fox
Your chest a little wooden box
When I press tight on the of this glock
That's all the little shit you got left to help you eat
Your not Pac's souls, without laws help you sleep
You got shot in your video tryin to Pac
You Mockaveli, get your own (*gunshots fired*)

[Eminem - talking over the
Don't you never say my little girl's in a song again
punk, pussy, bitch
I'll you up boy
Never, never in motherfuckin life
Smack the shit out you little motherfuckin
Hailie will whip motherfuckin ass

- Obie Trice - talking]
Yeah, that's motherfuckers
Shady Records, you know about?
Benzino
Fuck Ja Rule,
This is Obie Trice here talkin to you motherfuckers
Ja punk ass
Yeah, fuckin Soul 4 Real ass, nigga that's Soul 4
That's the nigga from 4 Real
Candy ass nigga
He got a now he rappin
He don't know ..
ass motherfuckers
Give to all my real niggas man
Obie Trice, D-12,
50 Cent, Hailie (*echo*) (*laughing*)

Daddy is Ja taller than me?

No honey you guys are the same