Luyện nghe bài hát Doe Rae Me

On your knees nigga get on knees and pray
[Ja
Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a slut
So what's Hailie gonna be when she up?
- (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, on
D D D D
(What??)
Come here
daddy his oscar (ok)
Were shove it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of some hoes simple
I put the Murder Inc with and I ain't talking about a pencil
look at the fuck you dun got into
I see you found your you're just a bitch with a menstral
Claiming you a and spelt it wrong
You but the "E" before the "D" because all you on
You on Pac's dick you a replica guy if he were still alive you would get by
All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is 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 ain't playing a brother getting cheated
and Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he it
and you niggas hating shut mouths
it's just the real niggas is not buying shit you put out

Doe Rae Me but we don't motherfuckers
so Inc do your thing motherfuckers
you unleased on a team who expects nothing then RnB coming from that regime
regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers marines
Ja his soul to sing we have witnessed teen on the TV screen chase the dream
now that you embrace the green don't fuck the triple beams
yousa muther actor slash Pac impersonating rapper
Billy Holiday how it happen?
artists repituares saw him in action, Pac's assasination
Def jam grabbed him, told him reinact him you go
they seen it for sure I know that Shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
her boy saw him click 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 your
say mama sa mo ma ku sa
Ja playing knock it off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
at me is the only shot you got
Ja quit knock it off your not Tupac
you can get after all that shit you pop

Now we can skip the mean mugs, get to the slugs
to and the crying and intimate hugs
we take 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 great one and when 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, old ass ignorant innocent looking senior citizen
built up slap you like renisanse wait a minute hold on
Is it me or do we like a banana with braids and clothes on
a bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass like a Tyranasaurous Rex
you niggas can scream, holla and and go ahead and respond
pull that pen and pad up out of your

Slim set an to get at the wangstas
he me to let loose and spit at the ganstas
what up gotti were in this little war you on
put your ear to the for stucky and bush stones
what's wrong? didn't think were strong real niggas
roll like a in the streets they still feel us
this real witness ain't caught the concept
you're talking non sense to walking bomb
contacts were by Benzetta in the Source
threatning at the boss you're gonna see me on porch
now Irv got the to try serve on us
but Detroit niggas curve and they to bust
Kon
Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks you get beat up
stomped unconscience and smacked with the
this rap cookie gets jabbed in the tonsils
with dicks so much that he be fixed with a vagina
who's behind ya? Caddillac, Pac or that transvestite dress like a Lil Kim, Fox
your just like a little wind box when I tight on the trigger of this glock
that's right on the shit you got left to help you eat
you not Pac's songs laws will help you sleep
you got in your video trying to mock pac your "mock"avelli get your own identity

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
(Don't say my lil girls name in a song again)
Don't play me your washed up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa
(Fucking pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit playing knock it off not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause hot and you're not
(Im'a you up boy)
at me is the only shot you got
(Never in your mother fucking life)
Ja playing knock it off your not Tupac
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits, Hailie whip your mother fucking asses)
You can get popped all that shit you pop
Trice]
Yeah, that's right
Shady Records, you know about?
Fuck Benzino, Ja Rule
Nigga, is Obie Trice right here talkin to you mother fuckers
Ja punk ass yeah
Fuck his for real ass
that's soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for real'
Candy rain ass nigga you got a deal now you
You don't us, faggot ass mother fuckers
Give to all my real niggas
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie


Daddy is Ja Rule taller me?

No you guys are the same size