D-12 - Doe Rae Me lyrics

[Tupac] On your knees n***a get on your knees and pray [Ja Rule] Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known s*ut So what's Hailie gonna be when she grows up? [Eminem - (Hailie Jade)] Hahaaaa, Yeah, come on D D D D Twizzay Hailie (What??) Come here baby Bring daddy his oscar (ok) Were gonna shove it up Ja Rule's a** (hehehe) Swifty: I'm about to get rid of some hoes it's simple I put the Murder Inc with lead and I ain't talking about a pencil look at what the f** you dun got into I see you found your nitch you're just a b**h 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 you a replica guy if he were still alive you would never get by All you do is cry b**h keep it real life is more than imitating n***as and eating pills and what kind of mothaf**er ruins 3 deals that another n***a got you they didn't see sk**s and I ain't playing your a brother getting cheated and Ja Rule be praying on his cover cause he need it and you n***as hating shut your mouths it's just the real n***as is not buying that sh** you put out Obie: Doe Rae Me but we don't sing motherf**ers so Murda Inc do your thing motherf**ers 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**ing 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** with the triple beams yousa muther f**ing actor slash Pac impersonating rapper slash Billy Holiday how it happen? artists with repituares saw him in action, Pac's a**asination Def jam grabbed him, told him reinact him you 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 motherf**er Eminem: Doe Rae Me Fa So La Dee Da Don't play me cause your washed up, lost your spot mama say mama sa mo ma ku sa 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 sh** you pop Kuniva 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 n***a you shook, you're half of a half wieght crook n***a get off X dick go sing a hook n***a and you can't replace the late great one and when your gone you'll only be the late fake one n***a please stick the script before the guns stick to the clip and Benzino you ain't sh** but a b**h, f**ing old a** 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 b**h made man now how you gonna connect with them short a** arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex you n***as 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 wangstas 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 n***as 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 porch now Irv got the nerse to try serve on us but Detroit n***as curve and they stirs to bust Kon Artis: Do I gotta get my n***a 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 sh** 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 (f**ing punk p**y, b*tch!) Ja quit playing knock it off your not Tupac Doe Rae Me cause we're hot and you're not (Im'a f** you up boy) Going at me is the only shot you got (Never again in your mother f**ing life) Ja quit playing knock it off your not Tupac (Gonna shoot the sh** outa you little f**ing midgits, Hailie will whip your mother f**ing a**es) You can get popped after all that sh** you pop [Obie Trice] Yeah, that's right motherf**ers Shady Records, what you know about? f** Benzino, f** Ja Rule n***a, this is Obie Trice right here talkin to you mother f**ers Ja Rule punk a** yeah f** his soul for real a** n***a that's soul, that's the n***a from 'soul for real' Candy rain a** n***a you got a deal now you rappin You don't know us, f*ggot a** mother f**ers Give money to all my real n***as 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