Doe Ray Me Lyrics

(feat. D12 & Obie Trice)
[Ja Rule]
Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a
known slut
So what's Hailie gonna be when she grows up?

[Eminem - (Hailie Jade)]
Hahaaaa, Yeah, come on
G G G G G-Unit
Hailie (What??)
Come here baby
Bring daddy his oscar (ok)
Were gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass (hehehe)

I'm about to get rid of some hoes it's simple
I put the Murder Inc with lead and I'm not talking
about a pencil
Look at what the f**k you dun got into
I see you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a
Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong
You put the "E" before the "D" because that's all you
You on Pac's dick (bitch) you a replica guy if he were
still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more than
imitating niggas and eating pills
And what kind of mothaf**ker ruins 3 deals that another
nigga got you they didn't see
And I ain't playing your a brother getting cheated
And Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he need it
And you niggas hating shut your mouths
It's just the real niggas ain't buying that shit you
put out

Doe Rae Me but we don't sing motherf**kers
So Murda Inc do your thing motherf**kers
You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then
RnB coming from that regime
Regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers
motherf**king marines
Ja sold his soul to sing we have witnessed teen on the
TV screen chase the dream
Now that you embrace the green don't f**k with the
triple beams
You's a muther f**king actor slash Pac impersonating
Slash Billy 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
enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
Reinacting her boy saw him click clacking his toy
Match and destroy Shady slash Aftermath in detroit

Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da
Don't blame me cause your washed up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa Momacosa
Ja quit playing knock it off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not
Going at me is the only shot you got
Ja quit playing knock it off your not Tupac
You can get popped after all that shit you talk

[Kon Artis]
Now we can skip past the mean mugs, get to the slugs
To grievence and the crying and intimate hugs
We don't take you serious nigga you shook,
You're 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 only be the late fake
Nigga please stick the script before the guns stick to
the clip
And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, f**king old ass
ignorant innocent looking senior
Built up slap you like renisanse sicitive wait a minute
hold on
Is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and
clothes on
A bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them
short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous
You niggas can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and
Pull that pen and pad up out of your purse

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

Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get beat
Stomped unconscience and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils
With dicks so much that he should be fixed with a
Who's 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 glock
That's right on the little shit you got left to help
you eat
You not Pac's songs without laws will help you sleep
You got shot in your video 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 girls name in a song again)
Don't blame me cause your washed up, lost your spot
Mama say mama sa Momacosa
(f**king punk pussy, BITCH!)
Ja quit playing knock it off your not Tupac
Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not
(Im'a f**k you up boy)
Going at me is the only shot you got
(Never again in your mother f**king life)
Ja quit playing knock it off your not Tupac
(Gonna shoot the shit outa you little f**king midgits,
Hailie will whip your mother f**king asses)
You can get popped after all that shit you talk

[Obie Trice]
Yeah, that's right motherf**kers
Shady Records, what you know about?
f**k Benzino, f**k Ja Rule
Nigga, this is Obie Trice right here talkin to you
mother f**kers
Ja Rule punk ass yeah
f**k his soul for real ass
Nigga that's soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for
Candy rain ass nigga you got a deal now you rappin
You don't know us, faggot ass mother f**kers
Give money to all my real niggas
Obie Trice, D12, G-Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade Hahahaha

[Hailie] Daddy is Ja Rule taller than me?

[Eminem] No honey you guys are the same size

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