Doe Rae Me Eminem (Ft. D12 & Obie Trice)

[Intro: Eminem & Hailie]
Hailie, what do you want to be when you grow up, baby?
I don't know, but I don't want to grow up to be like Ja Rule's little dirty-ass kids
Aha
Yeah
C'mon
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Hailie (What?), come here, baby! Bring Daddy his Oscar! (Okay)
We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass

[Verse 1: Swifty McVay]
I'm about to get rid of some hoes, it's simple
I'm quick to murder ink with lead
And I ain't talkin' 'bout a pencil
Look at what the fuck you done got into
I see you found your niche, you just a bitch with a menstrual
Claimin' you a murderer, and you spelt it wrong
You put E before the D because that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (Bitch), you a replica guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (For real)
All you do is cry, bitch, keep it real
Life is more than imitatin' niggas and eatin' pills (Ha)
And what kind of motherfucker ruins three deals
That another nigga got you? They didn't see skills
And I ain't playin', you a brother gettin' cheated
And Ja Rule be prayin' on his cover, ‘cause he need it
And all you niggas hatin', shut your mouths
It's just that real niggas ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out