Rakailles 4 - Position De Force
- Durée: 6:21
- Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
- Visites: 2313' favoriteCount='4
- Publié par: cochiedu93140
Thématique: 5.20 alpha coroner ker o'rosko rakailles rap
100% RAP FRANCAIS 77 - 93 O'ROSKO RARICIM KER CORONER
Shone d'Holocost - 1, 2, 3
- Durée: 5:57
- Notation: 4.79 (19 votes)
- Visites: 13297' favoriteCount='21
- Publié par: KeSTi77
Thématique: 5.20 alpha bavure clichy délinquance fabulous francais gang ghetto hard holocost juvénile KER keuf montfermeil rap shone
http://Sortie-Rap2K8.skyrock.com/
SHONE MONOLOGUE
- Durée: 4:5
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
- Visites: 783' favoriteCount='3
- Publié par: BEBMART
Thématique: ALPHA BANLIEUE BOIS CITE CLICHY DELINKANCE FABULOUS GHETTO HOLOCOST JUVENILE KER MONOLOGUE MONTFERMEIL ROSKO SHONE SOUS
RAP FRANCAIS
Ghetto Fabulous Gang - Tous les Quartiers
- Durée: 3:48
- Notation: 4.64 (182 votes)
- Visites: 241210' favoriteCount='304
- Publié par: Cites2france
Thématique: 5.20 Alpha Cites2france Fabulous Forestiere Gang Ghetto Holocost IDF Ker les O'Rosko Orosko Quartiers Raricim Shone Tous
Ghetto Fabulous Gang - Tous les Quartiers - Clip Rap Français Le Ghetto Fabulous Gang se compose des rapppeurs Alpha 5.20 et O'rosko Raricim et du groupe Holocost (Shone & K.E.R.). Ce clip, il est pour les quartiers d'Ile de France : Porte Saint-Denis / Porte Saint-Martin / Fontaine au Roi / Porte de Saint-Ouen / Porte de Clichy / H.B.M. Aubervilliers / La Goutte d'Or / Barbes / Porte de Montmartre / Curial / Cambrai / Alphonse-Karr / H.B.M. Ménilmontant / Belleville / La Grande Prairie / La Plaine du Lys / L'Abbaye du Lys / Le Clos Emery / ZAC des Courtilleraie / Beauval / La Pierre Collinet / Mézéreaux / ZUP de Surville / ZUP du Mont-Saint-Martin / Champbenoist / Les Champs de Villars / La Barricade / Les Plantes d'Hennemont / Cité d'Acosta / Les Grésillons / La Noë / Les Feucherets / Cité du Parc / Le Bois de l'Etang / Orly Parc / Bécheville / Les Bougimonts / L'Ile de France / La Vigne Blanche / Les Musiciens / Le Buisson / Le Val Fourré / Merisiers / Plaisance / Les Près / Beauregard / La Coudraie / Le Plateau / Cité des Indes / Les Merisiers / Léo Lagrange / Le Noyer Renard /3F /Les Buissons / Les Marelles / Les Hautes Mardelles / La Nacelle / Les Tarterêts / Montconseil / Le Canal CNL / L'Orme des Mazières / Danton / Les Bergeries / Cinéastes / La Plaine / Le Plateau de Guinette / Les Pyramides / Parc aux Lièvres / Les Aunettes /Grigny 2 / La Grande-borne / Villaine / La Prairie de l'Oly / Veillet / Grand ensemble du Plateau / Bois des Roches / Cilof / Mourinoux / Tertres / Les Blagis / Pont de Sèvres / La Butte Rouge / Victor-Hugo / Europe / Ile Marante / Fossé Jean / Gare du Stade / Petit Colombes / Le Luth / Les Grésillons / Chemin de l'Ile / Le Parc / Petit Nanterre / Provinces Françaises / Marcellin-berthelot / Anatole-France / La Caravelle / Seine Sablière / Landy / Villette / 4 Chemins / La Rose des Vents / Cité Emmaüs / le Merisier / Les Etangs / Les 3000 / Les Coutures / Malassis / Karl-Marx / Paul-Eluard / L'Abreuvoir / Grémillon / Pont de Pierre / Etoile / Blanqui / Bondy Nord / La Forestiere / Les Bosquets / Romain Rolland / Cité Marcel-Cachin / Jules-Auffrey / La Muette / Pont Yblon / La Source / Les presles / Super M / Orgemont / Les 4 000 / Cité 212 / Tilleuls / Cité Floréal / Aviation / Grand pêchers / Bel Air / La Noue / Montreau / Ruffins / Les Fauvettes / Champy / Le Pavé Neuf / La Boissière / Le Londeau / Les Courtillières / Les Poètes / Cité Allende / Floréal / Saussaie / Les Francs Moisins / Les Beaudottes / Pont Blanc / Rougemont / Clos Saint-Lazare / Allende / Grandcoing / Les Mordacs / Bois l'Abbé / Cité Fabien / Cité Jardins / Les Boulleraux / Les Navigateurs / Les Dalles / Habette / Square Martinez / Côte d'Or / Mont Mesly / Les Planètes / Bleuets / Bordières / Palais / Sablières / Cité Gagarine / Pierre-et-Marie- Curie / Résidence du Parc / Les Saules / La Lutèce / Les Polognes / Hauts Pays et Gruisie / Bord de l'eau / Cité Paul-Bert / Le Bois Matard / Les Hautes-Noues / Lucien Français / Balzac / Les Maronniers / Les Montagnards / Camille Groult / Cité Joliot-Curie / Val d'Argent / Val Notre-dame / Quartier de l'agriculture / Tête de Pont / Saint-Christophe / Quartier de la Galathée / La Fauconnière / Grandes Bornes / Buttes aux Oies / Ampère / Quartier des Carrières et du Château / Les Frances / Le Village / Les Raguenets / Chennevières / Chantepie / Les Rosiers / Chardonnerettes / Lochères / Les Carreaux / Puits la Marlière / Derrière les Murs de Monseigneur... et aux oubliés http://cites2france.skyblog.fr
Teaser Heckel et Geckel pour l'album
- Durée: 3:26
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 537' favoriteCount='1
- Publié par: doublenprod
Thématique: 94 booba CRETEIL- doublenprod ET GECKEL HECKEL james kery peace rohff SUDCONSCIENT- teaser urban
Morsay zehef truand 2 la galere shone ker orosko alpha 5.20 balastik dogg union hp larsen boulox lim cens nino movez lang booba lunatic sefyu rohff sinik kamelancien departement album rap francais americain sniper tunisiano aketo blacko al k pote neochrome seth gueko katana tupac 2pac alibi montana 113 mokobe rim'k iam akhenaton freeman shurik'n ghetto fabulous gang fonky family montana aulnay clignancourt clicli 77 78 91 92 93 94 95 13 police emeute baston bagarre flic gendarme roubaix toulon la crau mafia k1 fry sarkozy bac samat atk la rafale
Rheyz ft Alpha 5.20 et Alibi montana - Making of Incassable
- Durée: 4:7
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
- Visites: 1245
- Publié par: doublenprod
Thématique: 5.20 50 93 alibi alpha booba cent dogg double doublenprod ghetto montana prod rheyz rohff sinik snoop émeute
MAKING OF "Incassable" RHEYZ FT ALPHA 5.20 et ALIBI MONTANA réalisé DOUBLE N PROD Morsay zehef truand 2 la galere shone ker orosko alpha 5.20 balastik dogg union hp larsen boulox lim cens nino movez lang booba lunatic sefyu rohff sinik kamelancien departement album rap francais americain sniper tunisiano aketo blacko al k pote neochrome seth gueko katana tupac 2pac alibi montana 113 mokobe rim'k iam akhenaton freeman shurik'n ghetto fabulous gang fonky family montana aulnay clignancourt clicli 77 78 91 92 93 94 95 13 police emeute baston bagarre flic gendarme roubaix toulon la crau mafia k1 fry sarkozy bac samat atk la rafale
Shone - Monologue
- Durée: 4:6
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 168
- Publié par: gilboss94
Thématique: 2008 5.20 alpha clip hip hop lil monologue new shone tupac wayne
shone holocost ker alpha 5.20 orosko raricim 93 etendard sefyu rohff sinik tupac 94
Trkaj - Oče trkaj
- Durée: 3:5
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 250' favoriteCount='1
- Publié par: tisinoob
Thématique: 2pac atila dravle hip hop kru očetrkaj pack rap records rok runescape tekochee terkaj tisinoob trkaj zlatko
Umm ja video sem samo posnel ker nisem mel ideje tak da ja pesem pa mi je kar dobra =)
B11 - Albertfalva EP 2008 Video Promo 1.
- Durée: 0:55
- Notation: 5.00 (2 votes)
- Visites: 985' favoriteCount='2
- Publié par: telepifarkas
B11, B-11, B - 11, b-11 cREW, 2008,BUDAPEST,ALBERTFALVA,XI.KER.RAP,HIPHOP,GROUP,
my life
- Durée: 5:21
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 14
- Publié par: mEhwuvU46
lyrics: And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain Suicide (Suicide... suicide...) I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus Shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' "Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution... caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon So eat this black music, and tell me how it taste, now? And f**k Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race, now Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' 'til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
The Game ft. Lil Wayne - My Life (Insturmental)
- Durée: 3:16
- Notation: 4.43 (7 votes)
- Visites: 1861' favoriteCount='10
- Publié par: no2ne
Thématique: album compton game Hip-Hop hook instrumental LA LAX life lil my new no no2ne Rap sixstars the thegame wayne
*** instrumental with no hook ---- http://no2neWorld.hit.bg ---- The Game My Life ft. Lil Wayne (Album Version) [Intro] *breathing* *dog barking* *gun shot and glass break* [The Game] Punk ass mothaf**ka, get your ass up What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga? Tupac, Biggie! shut the f**k up! f**king dogs barking and shit [Punk Ass Motherf**ker] Dont shoot! Dont shoot! *gun shot* [The Game] F**k You Nigga! [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And Im grindin til Im tired They say "You aint grindin til you tired" So Im grindin with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A light For the night Dear Lord, youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why You havent taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain Suicide (Suicide..suicide..) I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus Shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And Im grindin til Im tired They say "You aint grindin til you tired" So Im grindin with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A light For the night Dear Lord, youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why You havent taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon So eat this black music, and tell me how it taste, now? And f**k Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race, now Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And Im grindin 'til Im tired They say "You aint grindin 'til you tired" So Im grindin with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A light For the night Dear Lord youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why You havent taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And Im grindin til Im tired They say "You aint grindin til you tired" So Im grindin with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A light For the night Dear Lord youve done took so many of my people but Im just wonderin why You havent taken (my life x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3)
Trina B R Right Instrumental
- Durée: 4:21
- Notation: 4.74 (47 votes)
- Visites: 87002' favoriteCount='134
- Publié par: Rapshite
Thématique: akon br hip-hop instrumental ludacris lyrics rap right rihanna timbaland trina
Trina Ludacris B R Right Instrumental Lyrics: I want my ass smacked Legs wide Front, back Side to side Pussy wet Slip n slide Yep everything gon be alright Ass smaked Legs wide Front, back Side to side Pussy wet Slip n slide Yep everything gon be alright [TRINA] Wait bitch, imma blow my kisses, Get pissed and throw my dishes, Y'all niggas know just who this is, Woo woo, and the head so vicious. With me, this shit gon cost, You short? then thas yo lost, You know this ass is soft, Make a nigga go to breakin off. Tell me that you love me baby, Get hot and f**k me crazy, Get a towel and wipe me off, You want a bitch with no type of flaws. My girls be shoppin hard, These hoes be buyin cars, In the club buyin bars, Nipples hard its a sign of braws. From the niggas who gettin chese, Throw back in the crispy g's, More wet? crist dont freeze, Laugh at the tab, cause this on me. Me and luda in the cut supreme, Doin things jus to touch the creme, So many names wanna f**k the queen, I live a life like its jus a dream. [CHORUS] [LUDA] Get it right beother, jump, Gimme the beat then imma make it bump, Tell em wutcha wana hear, damn, lets get cam, Trouble witcha man, imma pop my trunk. You aint seen no chicks like mine, You aint seen no flicks like mine, Bet i make you cum next to the subwoofers and my 6x9's. Tell me that you like it raw, Tell me that my dick is plump, I might make you famous, and buy you watches by Marice Mc. Craw Tell me if its new or old, Tell me if its hot or cold, Let me know if its black & bold, Say ludacris 6 million sold. See i aint got no time for games, And i aint got no times for lames, [B R Right lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] How you lovin my souther slang, Ooo eee walla walla bing bang. So anytime you need me call, Whether summer, spring, or fall, It doesnt matter come one come all, Either get dropped or drop them draws. [CHORUS] [TRINA] Diamond princess, Just mind your buisness, These rumors are senseless, Your whispers are endless. We livin ghetto fab, We spendin hella cash, This girl is hella bad, Your choice is trailer trash. Too much taste for whores, You saw me grace the stores, Your saw me work the vibe Bitches i works for mine. One time, for these divas, Two times, for these visas, Third time i come im breezin, The ice...just keeps on freezin. Hold up imma keep it goin, Back to back imma keep on blowin, Platinum plaques, keepin it hood, Wet sex, keepin it good. Look girl, you dont know my angle, A hundred thou with a platinum bengal, My niggas'll slow your roll, Pussy power, we in control. [CHROUS] Yea, thas right I'm back again Round two mother f**kers. Thas right. I'm talking greasy. I'm a arrogant lil mother f**ker huh? Thas rite im rich, I'm that bitch, Thas right. I'm about show y'all how to pimp this shit. I'm f**ken niggas in the face, The game is mine 2003, F**k that. F**k all y'all haters, F**k all y'all bitches, Get a life. You got too much time on your hands. I want y'all bitches to get a job, Up your game. Pimp your game up baby, It's all about me this time F**k that. F**k a dime, I'm a silva dolla, holla. Catch me when I come off tour, F**k y'all. im out. http://www.lyricsmania.com http://www.metrolyrics.com
What is Real Rap
- Durée: 3:15
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 52
- Publié par: XReDRocKer
Thématique: is OneTrueMedia rap real what
a video describing real rap and real rap artists
Ker VS Dalton (III)
- Durée: 1:9
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 1025' favoriteCount='2
- Publié par: MaximoSSJ
Thématique: batalla freeday hiphop improvisacion maximossj microlibre rap
Batalla-Réplica entre Ker y Dalton (II) del 27 de Octubre
Jimi Hendrix Teenage Drawings Set to Unnamed Unreleased Song
- Durée: 3:27
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 90' favoriteCount='2
- Publié par: dizwaltney
Thématique: ag-agria Alternative Angels Arcturian art Ashtar atmos Australia Blues channeled Classical Comedy Command Contact Country crowd diane dobbs Earth Electronic event Federation Festival Film fist floyd Folk Funny Galactic hendrix himalayan Hip Hip-Hop Hop howard Indie Japan Jazz John ker-on Light live lou message Music obame page palin pink plant Pleiadian Polson Pop R&B Rap Religious Ro room sarah Scab screening short stern toyko Tropfest UFO ねこ ネコ
Drawing saved by his father when he was 13 to 15
McNik - A Letra do Puto
- Durée: 3:53
- Notation: 3.67 (3 votes)
- Visites: 2124
- Publié par: tugadread
Thématique: do hip letra Mcnick musica pop portugues puto rap tuga
McNik - A Letra do Puto Agarra num dicionario e conta as palavras que la estao Agora mistura tudo e transforma as num refrao Se acreditares na ponta da tua caneta poderas descobrir que existe magia em cada letra concentra o verbo num léma Enquanro usas tinta seca, o teu trizavo escrevia ainda a pena apenas 50 anos mais tarde podemos tornar a poesia numa melodia de verdade Escrevi-te uma carta a pouco tempo,ao dizer que lamento,sofrimento ,é palavra doce ai eu minto,e meto remorços no meu caderno diario ,quando digo que descrevo dicionario com precosse e precario fui até ao pregatorio mandara me para o inferno ! INVASAO DE TERRITORIO ! relembro esta historia, com frases de gloria, atravesando dias da minha memoria SAO Refrao : COISAS COM SENTIDO QUE EXPRIMO NO DIA A DIA PALAVRAS E PALAVRAS PONDO A CONVERSA EM DIA O C CEDILHA E CONSIDERADO UMA ARMADILHA NAO EXISTE ARMADILHA NA ZIK QUE O NIK CRIA até amanha,até mais nunca,foi bom conhecer alguem q nao acha a minha poesia xunga mas a gente assim,urbanizao por pilim ,ja falei sobre isso num chamado fake mc vai a pesquisa e ai veras,que nao vives num mundo de paz,traumatizaste tanto quanto tempo mais teras ? "Tenho que ser realista ,acredito no amor, no prazer e na guita,numa noite de calor , naquela surpresa imprevista,e na prova balistica de um corpo a deriva vé la se das sentido a tua vida, sub-mundo até para Mc's é uma palavra esquecida foi e sempre sera uma luta renhida, esta rima é extrovertida..." eu nunca precisei roubar,claquetes açao,o film vai começar, mas é tudo ficçao ,essa dicçao ja passou em repetiçao,ta na hora do refrao SAO Refrao Somos todos atletas vocais ,diretas a rimar até as tantas horas e tais o lapis e o papel mostram o meu enjenho ,mas nao é por isso q tenho q ser tratado como um gajo estranho R.A.P. 3 letras para 1 M.C. Mais 4 para demonstrar que é mesmo portugués (TUGA) O que é nacional é bom se a frase nao fosse lusa como teria eu este som a minha gramatica nem é mto boa , se ha alguma coisa que ninguem me rouba, sao as rimas que saem da minha boca 25 de abril,agr que és um homem livre ,podes sonhar com notas de mil, ai ja nao te aconselho a procurares num livro , é isto que eu curto ,é a letra do puto ,que se quer tornar adulto, represento o escudo, da me sermoes que eu escuto ,lene e di sempre a dar força pra mim ,é o regresso deste nik em contra-senso ,ngm ker de mim e eu penso,eu fiko atento ,tento e entro ya, SAO Refrao
The Game ft. Lil Wayne - My Life [OFFICIAL VIDEO] [HIGH QUALITY]
- Durée: 4:56
- Notation: 5.00 (1 votes)
- Visites: 324
- Publié par: oGODLYo
Thématique: 2008 911 bell Black boy boys BUCK BWS carter chuck COOl@Dre dirty Dope dr dre eminem ft game Game's high hip-hop l.a.x. lax life lil lyrics Music my nas new official oGODLYo Pain quality rap sean Skee Street taylor tha the Trapamster Tv video Wall wayne with ya Young
Chorus: [Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain Suicide (Suicide..suicide..) I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus Shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' "Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile And since there ain't no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' 'til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3)
ENR VS Ker
- Durée: 2:9
- Notation: ( votes)
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- Publié par: MaximoSSJ
Thématique: batalla freeday hiphop improvisacion maximossj microlibre rap
Batalla entre ENR y Ker del 27 Octubre
Lil wayne ft. The game - My life
- Durée: 4:45
- Notation: 4.90 (20 votes)
- Visites: 10820' favoriteCount='36
- Publié par: Rkleineuh
Thématique: game hiphop life lil my Rap the wayne
Respect ___________________________ [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley Take me away Like I overdosed on cocaine Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain Suicide (Suicide..suicide..) I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggie was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus Shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3) 'Cause that's Jesus people And The Game, he's the equal Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3) I need some meditation, so I can leave my people They askin' "Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution) You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them So there ain't no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile And since there ain't no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile Sometimes I think about my life with my face down Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3) Damn, I know his momma's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now And like MJB, "No More Drama" now Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty like a glock without a round Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots) [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' 'til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life? x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...) Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3) Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3) With the top back In my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil' Wayne] And I'm grindin' til I'm tired They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired" So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide Looking to find A way Through the day A life For the night Dear Lord you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why You haven't taken (my life x3) Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3) (My Life x3)
Ezy G feat. Kremi - Gangsta Rap
- Durée: 3:30
- Notation: 4.55 (20 votes)
- Visites: 7343' favoriteCount='19
- Publié par: b9s3
Thématique: dandrough ezy hip-hop kremi maribor mb pobrežje rap slovenija slowenia
Ezy G, member Dandrougha! Pionirji slo underground rap scene! Veliko užitkov ob poslušanju in zraven prilagam še lirike: Ezy G feat. Kremi - Gangsta Rap [Ezy-G] Yeah,... Furam se po cesti in ful je vroče, Obkrožajo me bejbe in vsaka mene hoče, Ni problema yo, vse bom nategno, Pol oropo banko in počasi pobegno, Mam puno pleha in zato pleh pičke, Zahodna stran Mariboru bijamo za kičke, Ker jaz sem gangster, ti pa nisi, In če mene fukaš mi je vseeno kdo si,... Dosti bo dišečega madafakin' cvetja, Dosti bo počasnega madafakin' petja, Jaz nimam rap flowa imam pa puško, Moji frendi te pustijo mrtvega pod hruško, Celi dan pušim jointe in pire pijem, Pri tem pa vse kretene in prasice pobijem, � kifi mi ne morejo do živega verjami, Vsakega od njih pustim ležat v krvavi vali, Čestitam vam gospod, naključno ste izbrani, Pištola na glavo in bum... vun možgani, Puno snifam koko, prodajam pa moko, Budala kupi koko ker drugače se boš joko, ??? zvijam tak ko da sem madafakin šali, Zdaj počakaj drugi del, da še tvojo rit razpalim... [REFREN - Ezy-G & Kremi - 2X] Kaje zaj bitch smo gangsteri al smo? Kaje zaj niggaz smo gangsteri al smo? Pištole v zrak, pok pok, kdo je to? Brez dvoma madafaka -- rojeni za to! [Ezy-G] Mister gangster, tak mi lahko rečeš, Spuši kaki joint man, ne vem zakaj trepečeš, Ful mam rad sladko ampak ne napolitanke, Na onega degena bom pripelo ja tank, Plešasti stupido, čakam rundo, dva, Ker sem verbalni in dejanski morilec numero ena, Če že nena veš nič več, ne odlašaj, Stopi do mame in jo lepo vprašaj, Misliš da je čas za revanšo nad gangsteri, Napolitanka nea fukaj tvoja rit je v nevarnosti, Ti si začel, yo, končali bomo mi, Ezy-G, ??? fakin' raperji... [REFREN - Ezy-G & Kremi - 2X] Kaje zaj bitch smo gangsteri al smo? Kaje zaj niggaz smo gangsteri al smo? Pištole v zrak, pok pok, kdo je to? Brez dvoma madafaka -- rojeni za to! [Kremi] Yo predstavljam hardcore, vsi že vejo da sem nor, Hočeš jebat mene? Nea fukaj, to je samomor, Na strani predor boš vido dosti prehitro, Glavo ti razfukam in razženem tak ko nitro, Piflarji, moje substance so nasprotje romance, Prisvojil si bom svet tak ko Haider lipicance, Rap inkvizicija, na vrhu moja pozicija, Male pičkice, najhujša opozicija, Napalm na mikrofonu, seme Severovzhoda, Te usekam prek... What? Boš pobiru zobe s poda, Ne rabiš domišljije, ker rime so resnične, Radikalne, ateistične, nadute in blasfemične, Oaza sred puščave, smrtonosna ekstaza, Hočeš spizdit pred mano? Bežiš iz Alcatraza, Rap je umazan bolj ko jebena industrija, Ga vidiš v mojih rokah, hardcore emceeja... [REFREN - Ezy-G & Kremi - 2X] Kaje zaj bitch smo gangsteri al smo? Kaje zaj niggaz smo gangsteri al smo? Pištole v zrak, pok pok, kdo je to? Brez dvoma madafaka -- rojeni za to!
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