מילים לשיר Doe Rae Me – Eminem

(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) (Swifty) 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 fuck you dun got into I see you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong You but the "E" before the "D" because that's all you on 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 mothafucker ruins 3 deals that another nigga got you they didn't see
skills 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 (Obie) Doe Rae Me but we don't sing motherfuckers So Murda Inc do your thing motherfuckers 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 motherfucking 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 fuck with the triple beams You's a muther fucking actor slash Pac impersonating rapper Slash Billy Holiday how it happen? Artists with repituares saw him in action, Pac's assasination Def jam grabbed him, told him reinact him you'll go platinum 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 motherfucker (Eminem) Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da Don't play me cause your washed up, lost your spot Mama say mama sa Macosaca Ja quit playing now get 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 now get off your not Tupac You can get popped after all that shit you pop (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
one Nigga please stick the script before the guns stick to the clip And Benzino you ain't shit but a bitch, fucking old ass ignorant innocent looking senior citizen 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
Rex You niggas can scream, holla and curse and go ahead and respond Pull that pen and pad up out of your purse (Proof) 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 Threatening at the boss you're gonna see me on your porch Now Irv got the nerse to try serve on us But Detroit niggas curve and they stirs to bust (Kuniva) Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get beat up 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 vagina 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 (Eminem) Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da (Don't EVER say my lil girls name in a song again) Don't play me cause your washed up, lost your spot Mama say mama sa Macosaca (Fucking punk pussy, BITCH!) Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not (Im'a fuck you up boy) Going at me is the only shot you got (Never again in your mother fucking life) Ja quit playing now get off your not Tupac (Gonna shoot the shit outa you little fucking midgits,
Hailie will whip your mother fucking asses) You can get popped after all that shit you pop (Obie Trice) Yeah, that's right motherfuckers Shady Records, what you know about? Fuck Benzino, fuck Ja Rule Nigga, this is Obie Trice right here talkin to you mother fuckers Ja Rule punk ass yeah Fuck his soul for real ass Nigga that's soul, that's the nigga from 'soul for real' Candy rain ass nigga you got a deal now you rappin You don't know us, faggot ass mother fuckers 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.