文本歌词

Do Rae Me - Sowax Official
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 b**ch with a menstral
Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong
You put the e before the d because that's all you on
You on pac's **** b**ch you a replica guy
If he were still alive you would never get by
All you do is cry b**ch keep it real life is
More than imitating niggas and eating pills
And what kind of motherf**ker ruins 3 deals
That another ni**a 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 sh*t you put out
Doe Rae me but we don't sing motherf**kers
So murda inc do your thing motherf**kers
You unleashed on a team who expects nothing less
Then r 'n' b 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're a motherf**king actor slash PAC impersonating rapper
Slash billy holiday how it happen
Artists with repituares saw him in action pac's assassination
Def jam grabbed him told him reenact him you'll go platinum
They seen it for sure I know that afeni shakur don't enjoy Jeffrey Atkins
Reenacting her boy saw him click clacking his toy
Match and destroy shady slash aftermath in Detroit motherf**ker
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 sh*t you talk
Now we can skip past the mean mugs get to the slugs
To grievance and the crying and intimate hugs
We don't take you serious ni**a you shook
You're half of a half way crook ni**a
Get off x **** go sing a hook ni**a
And you can't replace the late great one and
When your gone you'll only be the late fake
One
Ni**a please stick the script before the guns stick to the clip
And benzino you ain't sh*t but a b**ch f**king old a**
Ignorant innocent looking senior citizen
Built up slap you like renaissance sicitive wait a minute hold on
Is it me or do we look like a banana with braids and clothes on
A b**ch made man now how you gonna connect
With them short a** arms like a tyrannosaurus Rex
You niggas can scream holla and curse and go ahead and respond
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 you all 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 I've got the nerve to try serve on us
But Detroit niggas curve and they stirs to bust
Do I gotta get my ni**a bugs punks like you get beat up
Stomped unconscious and smacked with the heater
This rap cookie monster gets jabbed in the tonsils
With ****s 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 sh*t 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 little girls name in a song again
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
Gonna shoot the sh*t outta you little f**king midgets
Yeah that's right motherf**kers
Shady records what you know about
F**k benzino f**k ja rule
Ni**a this is obie trice right here talking to you mother f**kers
Ja rule punk a** yeah
F**k his soul for real a**
Ni**a that's soul that's the ni**a from soul for real
Candy rain a** ni**a you got a deal now you rapping
You don't know us fagot a** mother f**kers
Give money to all my real niggas
Obie trice d12 g unit 50 cent hailie jade