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Nas - It Ain't Hard To Tell

Durée: 3:4
Notation: 4.94 (2820 votes)
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Publié par: kwe

Thématique: hip hop illmatic nas old rap school skool

Classic Nas vid from 1994. This is the one he blew it up with.

Dr.Dre ft. Snoop Dogg - Still Dre (official)

Durée: 4:51
Notation: 4.88 (216 votes)
Visites: 110691' favoriteCount='538
Publié par: DaBest1002

Thématique: 2001 aftermath chronic D.R.E. Dogg Doggy Dr. Dre emin hip-hop music pop r&b rap Snoop Still world

Still D.R.E. [Snoop] Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E (Guess who's back) Still, still doing that shit, right? [Dr. Dre] Oh for sho', check me out It's still Dre Day, A.K. Before I chrome the lot, can't keep it home a lot Cause when I frequent the spots that I'm known to rock You hear the bass from the trunk when I'm on the block Ladies, they pay homage, but haters say Dre fell off How? My last album was "The Chronic" They want to know if he still got it They say rap's changed, they want to know how I feel about it [Snoop - singing] If you ain't up on pace [Dr. Dre] Dr. Dre is the name, I'm ahead of my game Still, puffing my leafs, still with the beats Still not loving police (Uh huh) Still rock my khakis with a cuff and a crease Still got love for the streets, repping 213 Still the beat bangs, still doing my thang Since I left, ain't too much changed, still Chorus: [Snoop Dogg] I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl [Dr. Dre] Still taking my time to perfect the beat And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E [Repeat 2x] Since the last time you heard from me I lost a friend Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dipping again Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week Still, stay close to the heat And even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet My life is like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat Treat my rap like Cali weed, I smoke til I sleep Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat I bring the fire til you're soaking in your seat It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the troop It's "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin' Cru I'm still at it, After-mathematic In the home of drivebys and ak-matics Swap meets, sticky green, and bad traffic I dip through then I get skin, D-R-E [Chorus] It ain't nothing but more hot shit Another classic CD for y'all to vibe with Whether you're cooling on a corner with your fly bitch Laid back in the shack, play this track I'm representing for the gangstas all across the world (Still hitting them corners in them low low's girl) I'll break your neck, damn near put your face in your lap Try to be the king but the ace is back [Snoop - singing] So if you ain't up on thangs [Dr. Dre] Dr. Dre be the name still running the game Still got it wrapped like a mummy Still ain't tripping, love to see young blacks get money Spend time out the hood, take they moms out the hood Hit my boys off with jobs, no more living hard Barbeques every day, driving fancy cars Still gon' get mine regardless [Chorus x1.5] [Snoop] Like that, right back up in ya '95 plus four pennies Add that shit up, D-R-E right back on top of thangs Smoke some with your dog No stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks! Some of that real sticky icky A little weed, put it in the air For you's a fool D.R.

Cypress Hill - Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up

Durée: 1:46
Notation: 4.68 (95 votes)
Visites: 78692' favoriteCount='304
Publié par: LiGHT7878

Thématique: blunt burn cypress hill jane joint light marijuana mary music rap roll smoke weed

Music video I made for TV class in school. Only about half the song.

Young Jeezey - Put On with lyrics

Durée: 4:48
Notation: 4.96 (26 votes)
Visites: 23107' favoriteCount='38
Publié par: martinsperls1

Thématique: Hip-Hop Jeezey lyrics mtv music On Put R&B Rap vh1 video with Young

http://hotringtones.50webs.com/recommends/ringtones.html *get the ringtone* [Intro: Young Jeezy] I put on...(x4) I put on for my city, on on for my city (x4) [Verse 1: Young Jeezy] When they see me off in traffic They say "Jeezy on some other shit" Send them pussy niggas Runnin straight back to the dealership Me I'm in my spaceship, Thats right I work for Nasa This 7H is not a fraud, Call that bitch my bodyguard Call that bitch your bodyguard? Yeah, thats my bodyguard wear a lot of jewelry Young dont' do security what's whiter than a napkin, Harder than a dinner plate If you want it come and get it You know I stay super straight Ran up in my spots and now I'm workin Out the Super 8 Know you niggas hungry, Come and get a super plate Y'all sing happy birthday, Yeah I got that super cake Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait [Chorus:Young Jeezy] (x2) I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Half bag, top back, Ain't nothin but a young thug HKs, aK's, i need to join a gun club Big wheels, big straps, You know I like it super sized Passenger's a redbone, Her Weave look like some curly fries Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce Pocket full of celery, Imagine what she tellin me Blowin on asparagus, The realest shit I ever smoked Ridin to that Trap or Die, The realest shit I ever wrote They know I got that broccoli, So I keep that glock on me Don't get caught without one, Comin from where I'm from Call me Jeezy Hamilton, Flyin down Campbellton So fresh, so clean, On my way to Charlene [Chorus] (2x) [Verse Intro: Kanye West] I put on...(x3) I put on for my city, I put on for my I put on for my city, I put on for my city On... [Verse 3: Kanye West] I feel like there's still Niggas that owe me checks I feel like there's still Bitches that owe me sex I feel like this But niggas don't know the stress I lost the only girl In the world that know me best I got the money and the fame And that don't mean shit I got the Jesus on a chain, Man that don't mean shit Cause when the Jesus Pieces can't bring me peace Sure I need just at least One of Russell's nieces On...I let my nightmares go I put on, Everybody that I knew from the go I know hoes that was frontin When they knew he was broke They say damn, Yeasy Yeasy, you don't Owe us no more You got that big fame homie, And you just changed on me You can ask big homie, Man the top so lonely Ayee Aye So lonely Ayee Aye Let me see What we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashin lights (flashin lights) Cause every night (every night) I put on [Chorus] (2x) [Outro: Kanye West] Let me see What we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashin lights (flashin lights) Cause every night (every night) Let me see What we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)

Outlawz - Real Talk (Lyrics)

Durée: 3:50
Notation: 4.91 (852 votes)
Visites: 374171' favoriteCount='2609
Publié par: Rzaa19

Thématique: E.D.I fatal hussein kadafi kastro komani mussolini napoleon noble Outlawz Rap Real Talk Tupac westside yaki young

My account (BONEYY) got deleted so here it is once again.. the OUTLAWZ http://bonesnapper.hyves.nl/ \/ LYRICS Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my niggaz Them outlaw world-wide my figures. From triumph to tragedy, To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me. For pushin that big truck on 24's a square feat in ATL game lockjaw Man dats what my nigga got shot for, bein to motha fuckin wrong for dis footballs. See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it Misery loves company, And that's the real shit But in 2005 im on some ill shit Four niggaz sneak upon my and peel this. 'Im takin the stand, with mac at hand Born killa, like them niggaz in pakistan It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west see how we low tex da ride. (Chorus) I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. Now your baby dun became a G. When i'm out in them streets the only one that got me is me. I keep my hand upon my heat. Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no bitch so if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me Real talk. Everyday is a new challenge I'm a savage in a new balance A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent Blame the machine but fuck it i'm a hustla bitch So we start our own label sellin' bricks lajit Power to the people A lot of power in my pencil We da hope for the hopeless The voice for the voiceless Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game Years later less members fuckin feelin the same. Straight from the heart makin em walk Live for the day dont wait for tomorrow Hatas gettin they wrong I seen tha streets rap Rounda tough with some niggaz i seen prison put religion in the rough of some niggaz. They say gansgtaz dont live that long Too many turn coat Thats fucked up puttin cuffs on your folks Coincidental the outlawz instrumental And raisin a thug nation we influential (Chorus) I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. Now your baby dun became a G. When i'm out in them streets the only one that got me is me. I keep my hand upon my heat. Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no bitch so if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me Real talk. Yea, My mother aint made no sucka Raised in the gutta I'm a made mutha fucka. All I know is get paid motha fucka All day motha fucka One way or anotha And aint no body no where that can stop me Call me cachy you tennis im hockey Mix a little bit of Pac and Yaki with black rocky in my pocks you got me. Real tall I never took a shall unless it was support Im stressin aint my thought And I walk these dogs im a soldier dontcha wanna be like me when you grow up? A man of honor commer Good calma Niggaz wants drama I got the problem solva Big ass Cig, Thats that shit plus the bully that a fully automatic. (Chorus) I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. Now your baby dun became a G. When i'm out in them streets the only one that got me is me. I keep my hand upon my heat. Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no bitch so if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me Real talk.

Mental Note- See them lights

Durée: 3:51
Notation: ( votes)
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Publié par: zeladongod77

Thématique: D.C DMV hip hiphop hop lights Maryland rap see them underground Verginia Washinton

One of D.C's finest puttin it down for his city Mental Note AkA ya favorite migo with his new song See them lights

WWE Randy Orton - Burn in my FIRE

Durée: 2:33
Notation: 3.83 (211 votes)
Visites: 128731' favoriteCount='157
Publié par: undertakerja

Thématique: Cena Cheese Chris Crocker Fifa HHH Hip Hop John Metal Mr NBA Orton Pregnant R&B Randy Rap RKO Rock Souffle WWE

My mix of two of Orton's theme songs Mercy Drive - Burn in my Light (New Mix made my srsfalconrko) Killswitch Engage - This Fire Burns Hope you enjoy this song I put together plz leave comments!!! **IMPORTANT** WATCH THE RESPONSE VIDEO I PUT UP, I PUT THAT VIDEO UP FOR ALL THE PEOPLE SAYING HE NEVER USED THE THEME SONG. THANK YOU AND PLEASE SUBSCRIBE.

Young Jeezy - My President is Black [ft. Nas] Music Video

Durée: 5:28
Notation: 4.66 (464 votes)
Visites: 313731' favoriteCount='1489
Publié par: MyPresidentIsBlack

Thématique: 2008 2009 barac barrack convention democrat democratic hip-hop jeezy nas nation obama politics r&b rap recession video

CONGRATS OBAMA Yeah Be The Realest Shit I Never Wrote I Aint Write This Shit By The Way Nigga Some Real Shit Right Here Nigga This Will Be The Realest Shit You Ever Quote {{Hook}} My President Is Black, My Lambo's Blue And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too My Momma Aint At Home & Daddy Still In Jail Tryna Make A Plate Anybody Seen The Scale My President Is Black, My Lambo's Blue And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too My Money's Light green And My jordans Light Grey And They Love To See White Now How Much You Tryna Pay Lets Go! {Verse 1} Today Was A Good Day Hope I Have Me A Great Nite I Dunno Wat U Fishin For Hope U Catch You A Great White Need I Say Great White Heavy As Killer Wales I Cannot Believe This Who Knew It Came In Bails Who Knew It Came Wit Jail Who Knew It Came With Prison Jus Cuz You Got An Opinion Does That Make You A Politician Bush Robbed All Of Us Would That Make Him A Criminal & Den He Cheated In Florida Would Dat Make Him a Seminal I Say And I Quote We Need A Miracle And I Say A Miracle Cuz This Shit Is Histerical By My Nephews And Nieces I Will Email Jesus Tell Him Forward To Moses And CC: Allah Mr Soul Survivor Does That Make Me A Konvict Be All U Can Be Now Dont Dat Sound Like Some Dumb Shit When You Dogged Of Crew Orders Black As My Nigga Boo It's Really A Desert Storm Thats Word To My Nigga Clue Catch Me In Las Vegas, A.R. Arizona Rep For Them Real Niggaz Im Winnin In California Winnin In Tennessee Hands Down Atlanta Landslide Alabama On My Way To Sevana {{Hook}} {Verse 2} Woke Up This Morning Headache THIS BIG! Pay All These Damn Bills Feed All These Damn Kids Buy All These School Shoes Buy All These School Clothes For Some Strange Reason My Son Addicted To Polos Love Me Some Spinach Dip Im Addicted To Use This And If The Numbers Is Right I Take A Trip Out To Houston A Earthquake Out In China A Hurricane In New Orleans Street Dreams Tour I Showed My Ass In New Orleans Did It For Soulja Slim Brought Out B.G. Its All Love From The Beginnin You Pimp C You Know How The Pimp Be That Nigga Go'n Speak His Mind If He Could Speak Down From Heaven He Tell Me Straight All My Crimes Tell Him Im Doin Fine Obama For Mankind We Ready For Damn Change So Ya'll Let The Man Shine Stuntin On Martin Luther Cuz Im Feelin Just Like A King Guess Dis Is Wat He Meant Wen He Said Dat He Had A Dream {{Hook}} {Nas} History, Black History No President Ever Did Shit For Me Had To Hit The Streets Try To Flip Some Keys So A Nigga Wont Go Broke Then They Put Us In Jail Now A Nigga Cant Go Vote So I Spend Dough All These Hoes Is Trippin She Aint A Politician Honeys A Polotician My President Is Black Rolls Golden Charms 22 Inch Rims Like Hulk Hogans Arms When Thousands Of People Is Riled Up To See You That Can Arouse Ya Ego You Got Mouths To Feed So Gotta Stay Tru To Who You Are And Where You Came From Cuz At The Top Will Be The Same Place You Hang From No Matter How Big You Can Ever Be For Whatever Fee Or Publicity Never Lose Your Integrity For Years Theres Been Surprise Horses In This Stable Just Two Albums In I'm The Realest Nigga On This Label Mr Black President Yeah Obama Fa Reel They Gotta Put Ya Face On The $5000 Dollar Bill {{Hook}} {Outro} So Im Sittin Here Right Now Man Its June 3rd Haha 2:08 Am Nigga I Wont Say Win, Lose Or Draw Man We Congratulate You Already Homie See I Motivate The Thugs Right You Motivate Us Homie Thats What It Is, This A Hands On Policy Ya'll Touchin Me Right Yeah 1st Black President Win, Lose Or Draw Nigga Haha Matta Fact You Know What It Is Man Shouts Out Jackie Robinson Booker T Washington Homie Oh Y'all Aint Think I Knew That Shit! My President Is Black I'm Important Too Though!

Eazy-E - 8 Ball

Durée: 4:53
Notation: 4.85 (87 votes)
Visites: 51361' favoriteCount='184
Publié par: GTHING313

Thématique: Ball Classical Easy Eazy-E Hip-Hop Old Rap Records Ruthless School

I will try to upload all Eazy-E songs(and maby other artists) With Lyrics! soo look at my channel for more videos! I don't drink brass monkey Like the big funky Nick named Eazy-E Yo 8-Ball Junkie Bass drum kicking To show my sh*t Rapping holding my d*ck Boy I don't quit Loud wild mutha f*cka From around the way I got a six shooter Yo mean hombre Wandering through the hood To find the boys To kick dust and cuss Crank up the noise Police on my drawers I had to pause 40 ounce in my lap And it's freezing my balls Hooked a right turn Let the boys go past And I say to myself 'They can kiss my a**' Stopped at a light Put the 8 at my lips Put in the old tape Marvin Gayes Greatest hits Turn the beat up Have the base cold romping Cruising through the East Side South of Compton See a big a** And I said 'word' I took a look at the face And the bitch was to the curb Hoes on me for the title I'm holding Eazy-E's F*cked up An got the 8-Ball rollin' [Chorus] (I was) Whose Kickin' a**? (I was) Raised in LA (I was) Cruising down the street in my 6-4 Riding Los Loses Looking for Crenshaw Turned down the sound To diss yo law Stopped at a light And had a fit Cause a Mexican almost Wreaked my shit Flipped his a** off Got into the car My bottle was empty So I went to the store Nigga on tilt Cause I was drunk Seen a sissy a** punk Had to go in my trunk Reached inside Cause it's like that Came back out With a silver gat Fired at the punk And it was all because I had to show the nigga What time it was Put up the Jam It ends like a mirage A sissy like that Got out to dodge Suckers on me For the title I'm holding Eazy-E's F*cked up And got the 8-Ball rollin [Chorus] Old East 800 Yeah thats my brand Take it in a bottle 40, Quart, or Can Drink it like a mad man Yes I do F**K the police And a 502 Stepped in the party I was drunk as hell Three b**ches already said 'Eric yo breath smells' 40 ounce in hand Thats what I got (Yo man you see Eazy hurling in a parking lot) Stepped on yo foot Cold dissed yo hoe Asked her to dance And she said 'hell no' Called her a b**ch Cause thats the rule Boys in the hood Trying to keep me cool Dammit homeboy You wanna kick my but I walk in you face And we get them up I start dropping the dogs And watch you fold Straight dumb fulla cum Got knocked out cold (Made you look sick you snotty nosed prick now yo fly b**ch is all over his d**k) Fool got dropped For the title I'm holding Eazy-E's f*cked up And got the 8-Ball rollin [Chorus] Pass the brew M*tha F*ckas While I trash it up And yall listen up close to role call: Eazy-E's in the place I got money and juice Rendezvous with me And we make the duce Dre makes the beat So g*d damn funky Do the old 8 F*ck the Brass Monkey Ice Cube writes the words That I say Hail to the niggaz From CIA Cazy beat is down And in effect We make hard core jams So fuck respect They can toast public parking To the title I'm holding Eazy-E's f*cked up And got the 8-Ball rollin [ www.azlyrics.com ]

Obie Trice ft. Eminem - Lady

Durée: 4:42
Notation: 4.80 (443 votes)
Visites: 279389' favoriteCount='1103
Publié par: IntoYourSkin

Thématique: Eminem Hey Lady Music Obie Rap Trice

[Hook - Eminem (singing)] Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you Bitch I'm fuckin' For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl) Fuckin' with me can be dangerous (dangerous, dangerous) You never know what I really (be like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) [Obie Trice] Baby I'm extra large (huge) in magnitude And Magnums to lubrication that I use To chose which hole on a ho I abuse (yes) Have 'em confused, can't tell who is who When I fuck the shit out you, then the next date (bitch) I rush the shit out you off my two-way (ooh wait) You wanna cuddle, emotional hustle up on Pocono's Poke ya nose in and outta Obie's own No, I'm in and out your home And this in and out your tone I ain't the nigga that settles 'em down Put 'em in nice homes and floss 'em around (nah) I bounce 'em around Camcord the sex and sell 'em around town How that sound? If I was in love witcha, now you wanna clown Fuck with them clowns until I pound on your crown Bust a few rounds and the cops come and get me Bad mouth a nigga just to convince a jury You don't want it with me, you just horny as me You want a nut, nuttin' but what is you be [Eminem] I'm internationally known baby but actually There are few people who know how I am naturally All you know is that I can act irrationally When you shove a puppet up in my face on national TV So they label me this crazed loony rap bully But truthfully that ain't the truth And if you believe in that shit Then you'll believe anything's true And you're too stupid to ever get to know me personally But personally that actually works for me Cuz the last thing that I need's a string attached to me I'ma bachelor bitch and I ain't in no fast fury To run out and find a new Mrs. Mathers Cuz see, technically me and Kim ain't back fully But we do still make booty calls occasionally But be damned if I end up back in that pad And we end up back at that god damn tavern And havin' another dÃ©jÃ vu, we seein' security Pass my pussy around like it's Ja Rule's jewelry I got news for you bitch, your news curfew's early You ain't home by 2:30 [gunshot] [Hook - Eminem (singing)] Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you Bitch I'm fuckin' For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl) Fuckin' with me can be dangerous (dangerous, dangerous) You never know what I really (be like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) [Obie Trice] See you lookin' at the life, you lookin' at the lights (lights) You lookin' at the ice (ice) you ain't lookin' at the Trice (right) You should look at some advice when I see he ain't nice (nope) Despite the fact you think you the feisty type O love to fight (uh) I love the drama (yeah) Love when my bitch get to cussin' out Yolanda (fuck you bitch) Find the Obie condom on the counter Swingin' her weave, can't breathe like I can't believe Least I ain't deceieve and try to mislead And sell a dream just to get you on my team I came clean to keep down the beef Keep down my reach, you can keep all your teeth [Eminem] What we do under the covers should stay between the covers And the two of us and we ain't gotta be news coverage On the front page cover of "Buzz's New Lovers" And this is when the bitch get to showin' the true colors Cuz the truth of it, everything that I do's public And you'd love it if you could run and tell all your friends Guess who you just screwed, as soon as me and you've done it And save the used rubber to show 'em the proof of it But I guess it's do unto others as you'd have 'em do unto you But you better be careful of who you're doin' it to Cuz you never know when the shoe Could end up on the other foot and it backfires on you Cuz you think you want it then you want me, then you get me Then you got me and you're fucked cuz you'll be stuck with me For the rest of your life cuz if I get attached to you We'll be joined at the hip, I'll be so latched to you You'll be walkin' out the house and I'll run up and tackle you Chain your ass up to the bed and shackle you You don't think you're leavin' this house in that, do you? Not till I brand my name in your ass and tattoo you And have you walkin' out this bitch in turtleneck sweaters Scarves and full leathers in 90 degree weather Front on me? Never Cuz we gonna be together forever Right bitch? [gun cock] Right bitch? [gun cock, shot] [Hook - Eminem (singing)] Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you Bitch I'm fuckin' For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl) Fuckin' with me can be dangerous (dangerous, dangerous) You never know what I really (be like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) (fall in love) (crazy) (fall in love) (crazy) (fall in love) (crazy)

Lil Wayne- Phone Home (chipmunk version)

Durée: 3:12
Notation: 4.90 (61 votes)
Visites: 27013' favoriteCount='100
Publié par: PivotGMaster

Thématique: 10th carter home june leak lil phone tha wayny

this is my chipmunk version of the song off of tha carter 3 lyrics: We are not the same, I am a martian (martian, martian) We are not the same, I am a martian (martian, martian) Greetings from Planet Weezy We will begin transmission in 5...4...3...2...1 Phone home! (Weezy) x4 And if you feel like you're best go ahead And do the Weezy Wee and Phone home! (Weezy) x2 We are not the same, I am a martian And I'm hotter than Summer Rain, like Carl Thomas [rap, hip-hop and R&B lyrics found on beckerist.com] Lock, load, ready to aim at any target I could get your brains for a bargain Like I bought it, from Target Hip-hop is my supermarket Shopping cart full of fake hip-hop artists I'm starvin', sorry, I gotta eat all it And I'll be back in the mornin' (mornin') Phone home! (Weezy) x4 And if you feel like you're best go ahead And do the Weezy Wee and Phone home! (Weezy) x2 We are not the same, I am an alien Like Gonzalez, young college student [rap, hip-hop and R&B lyrics found on beckerist.com] Who done just flipped the game, like Houston I'm used to promethazine in 2 cups, I'm screwed up And ya ain't shit if you ain't never been screwed up Flow so sick, make you want to throw your food up Ice water chest, and my wrist like a pool cup Two twin clippers, I give your ass a crew cut I get bread like cold cuts, you know what? Your girl go down fast, come up slow But I never slow up (Weezy!) Phone home! (Weezy) x4 And if you feel like you're best go ahead And do the Weezy Wee and Phone home! (Weezy) x2 [rap, hip-hop and R&B lyrics found on beckerist.com] They don't make 'em like me no more Matter fact, they never made it like me before I'm rare like Mr. Clean with hair No brake lights on my career I never had life and I never had fear I rap like I done died and goin' to heaven, I swear And yeah I'm a bear, like black and white hair So I'm polar And they can't get on my system 'cause my system is the solar I am so far from the o-ders, I mean others I could eat them for supper Get in my spaceship and hover (hover) Phone home! (Weezy) x4 And if you feel like you're best go ahead [rap, hip-hop and R&B lyrics found on beckerist.com] And do the Weezy Wee and Phone home! (Weezy) x2

The Game - LAX Files [ VIDEO ]

Durée: 4:0
Notation: 4.89 (45 votes)
Visites: 19778' favoriteCount='93
Publié par: SeifTheBlood

Thématique: album blood game hip hip-hop hiphop hop l.a.x. lax laxfiles lil lilwayne music musicvideo rap seif the thegame thegamelax video wayne

Best track in LAX, in my opinion. It's sick. Second (or first if you ignore the intro) in L.A.X. Buy it if you haven't, it's worth it. This is my third custom video I make. Videos used from The Game: -My Life -One Blood -Dreams -Let's Ride -Put You On The Game -Dope Boys Lyrics: [Intro: The Game] Put your lighters up if you want to Pull your motherfuckin Dodger cap Over your motherfuckin eyes, 'til you can't see shit I want you to go blind nigga So you can feel how I felt, when I was in that motherfuckin coma [Chorus: Shorty] Raised in the City of Angels where it's safe And danger switch lanes so stranger drive slow (drive slow) Where bangers and gangstas, fast women'll bank up Just, part of a face, that we show Weekend mountains and ocean, we move in slow motion Off that sticky you walk up to go I swear, ain't nothin better there That's why we all take our hats off to you, the one more [The Game] Come to my hood hood, look at my block block That's that project building, yeah that's where I got shot, shot Cause I was more hood than Suge, had more rocks than Jay More scars on my face than the original "Scarface," or the homeboy Scarface Al Pacino couldn't be no gangsta, DeNiro in "Casino" he no gangsta Wanna be, wanna see, wan' get a shovel dig Tookie up nigga, cause he know gangstas Niggaz think cause they watched "Menace" a couple times Seen Cube in "Boyz N the Hood" and pressed rewind That you could survive when a real Crip run up on your car and flexed a nine? You must be out of yo' mind, a real Blood'll put you out of yo' mind Just stay the fuck up outta my hood where my niggaz take you up outta yo' shine It ain't a movie dawg, hell yeah this a real fuckin uzi dawg I'm 'bout to hop inside my Impala, try to keep up, don't lose me y'all [Chorus] Raised in the City of Angels where it's safe And danger switch lanes so stranger drive slow (drive slow) Where bangers and gangstas, fast women'll bank up Just, part of a face, that we show Weekend mountains and ocean, we move in slow motion Off that sticky you walk up to go I swear, ain't nothin better there That's why we all take our hats off to you, the one more [The Game] I know the real O-Dog, and that nigga know the real Game I call him Lorenz Tate, and he ain't never been in no gang But he been in my house house, and he sat on my couch couch While I put one in the air so yeah that nigga know what I'm 'bout, 'bout I'm 'bout my hood, I'm 'bout my block, I'm 'bout my chips So if the rap money stop and I punch a clock catch you slippin at a light {GET OUT YO' SHIT!} You jack niggaz, out-of-towners, and rap niggaz And ball players cause we ball playa, we chop it up, with them trap niggaz We +OutKasts+, we +Big Boi's+, +Ludacris+ with them big toys Where I'm from it's only two things standin on the corner, me and that liquor store Look what the Bloods did to Weezy, look what the Crips did to Jeezy This gangbangin shit ain't nothin to play with Me and Snoop Dogg just made it look easy [Chorus] Raised in the City of Angels where it's safe And danger switch lanes so stranger drive slow (drive slow) Where bangers and gangstas, fast women'll bank up Just, part of a face, that we show Weekend mountains and ocean, we move in slow motion Off that sticky you walk up to go I swear, ain't nothin better there That's why we all take our hats off to you, the one more [Outro: The Game] Y'all niggaz got this L.A. shit real fucked up man Niggaz better start respectin what the fuck we about man We take niggaz the fuck out, this shit ain't no movie dawg This shit is real - Crips, Bloods, Ese's We hold shit down, this L.A. Word to shit on my face, put a muh'fuckin star behind it What the fuck I am, Star-face L.A. Chronicles, L.A.X. Files Case closed...

Odko ft. Quiza- Daichin (Warrior Song) with Lyrics

Durée: 4:16
Notation: 5.00 (25 votes)
Visites: 11601' favoriteCount='54
Publié par: RapStillLight

Thématique: b.a.t daichin girls hip hip-hop hop hoshing ice icetop lumino mong mongol mongolian music odko quiza rap shog tatar top

I Am Kanye West!

Durée: 2:36
Notation: 4.70 (431 votes)
Visites: 26929' favoriteCount='476
Publié par: foundmyrosebud01

Thématique: davedays flashing foundmyrosebud01 graduation greatness hip-hop jesus kanye lights lisanova rap stronger walks west

I am Kanye West and I am the game of life. Jesus walks! Jesus walks!

Ja rule - Lost little girl (+ Lyrics)

Durée: 5:3
Notation: 4.74 (47 votes)
Visites: 24849' favoriteCount='14
Publié par: toprule

Thématique: 3.36 ashanti baltimore black cadillac california charli child clue coast dj dmx east exodus girl gotti hip-hop inc irv is ja jay-z jennifer jlo khaled la last little lopez lost love lyrics mirror mpire murder music new pain r&b r.kelly r.u.l.e rap rule side tah temptation the toprule us vecci venni vetti vita west world york youb-a

Ja rule is so true niggaz...a real rap not fake like otherz n i mean with otherz dat pussy 50 and his g-unot ..cauz y all know dat ja rule is the best and he still now this the lyrics of dat great track "lost little girl" Lyrics (Ja Rule) Yeah, uh, Ja Rule uh uh uh Here to talk about the lost one It's a damn shame Fuckin Shakin that ass, Shakin that ass, yo, huh (Chorus: Ja Rule) Lost little girl I seen how love can turn to lust inside a Lost little girl I seen how pain can turn to trust within a Lost little girl She can get a man to do anything but she's a Lost little girl This sexy thing is only 17 and she's a Lost little girl (Verse 1: Ja Rule) I admit I get a lot of love from women It's only cause if i put that thug lovin in them It's hard as a mitten Gotta hit the club and bang out Song after song till I end up in the wrong route Tank top, sweat it out Where she's shakin that ass shakin that ass And got her breast pressed to the glass Strobe lights flashin That X is kickin in And I'm orderin the chrissy open bottles of ten On our stairway to heaven baby bring a friend we'll tie up some ends fuck in a stretch benz You know me I like it wet, rode slowly By the way baby, how old is you codie You lookin a little young to me And how many you had that girl on, two or three It's a damn shame But she coulda had the world And now she's nothing more than a (Chorus) (Verse 2: Ja Rule) Picture a little girl caught up in a world of confusion Pop was abusin one of gods children Can't wait for losin her soul is dead And she's feelin like her worth is between her legs She start fucking niggas and learn to show'em respect They a father figure she honor love and protect she ya down ass bitch One you could cuddle up and wile out with We call it thug love Hot sex and hard drugs was a thing of the past But look here murder inc nigga bringin it back We got them stressed strung out beatin to be hung out Cry in their crib askin they selves why would i get involved with niggaz involved with killaz involved with dealers involved with niggaz that make millions She coulda had it all Including the world Now she's nothing more than a (Chorus) (Verse 3: Ja Rule) She can't deny that she aint livin her life right She got a man but her mans livin his own life With his wife and kids his crib and Bonnevilles The benz that only spins on them chromey wheels What has he done for you lately Only remind you of when them times a little bit harder A dick and hes crazy and will remind us And then he hit you with that one last promise You want it to be the truth so bad You lookin in his eyes and your cryin, sayin he aint lyin But you know he is But you're a glutton for punishment And you know pain is love So whats wrong with sufferin The hard times have past, the good times are comin (cumin) All over your chest baby thats how your lovin it And its sad cause you coulda had the world now your nothin but a (Chorus) Lost little girl Lost little girl Lost little girl Lost little girl Lost little girl Lost little girl Lost little girl

John Legend - Green Light

Durée: 5:58
Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
Visites: 4447
Publié par: PimpedRecordz

Thématique: Green hip-hop John Legend Light music new r&b rap video

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NEW Video Lil Rob - Let Me Come Back

Durée: 3:35
Notation: 5.00 (30 votes)
Visites: 11816' favoriteCount='70
Publié par: cupareo17

Thématique: 1218 baby back chicano come eighteen featuring fingazz full let light lil lyrics me mexican new rap records rob street to twelve upstairs video wayne with

video for lil rob - let me come back there are parts missing (SORRY) hopefully its fixed and when it is ill add it. so check back to see if its fixed LYRICS(if i messed up tell me...nicely) Let me come back I want you back I need you back I love you girl I love you girl I want you back I need you back I need you back I love you girl I want you back I just cant go on without you girl Man, I got kick out of my girls pad Its too bad I deserve that , but I did I popped off at the mouth like a kid And I didnt think about the consequences Or how Id make her feel And why Id make her feel like that When she loves me for real For real thats the real deal I love her too but you could probably never tell By the way she was spoken too And the way that I treated her She dont need that especially when she takes care of me When I am needing her I need her now she aint around Im feeling down and I feel like Im loosing my mind Were together all the time I cant stand the separation Why would I want to cause her all this aggravation Is a frantic situation Now Im waiting and Im wishing, hoping that she gives me a call I keep on thinking that my phones ringing, Who am I kidding, it isnt ringing at all. Chea Just let me come Baby Im sorry didnt mean to hurt you Itll never happen again (no) I know I said the same thing last time But now Im asking will you give me one last try? Let come back now Girl, Let me come back now Just let me come back She told me that I broke her heart I know I said some things. Lo siento I said a lot of things I didnt mean I was mean and cold hearted My hearts been broken since we parted She set me straight on April 14, 2008 And ima fly straight like an arrow Because I love you mija (yo te quiero) Your my chica let me come back now I need to be back in your life like right now Im really feeling the pain This loneliness is a bitch its driving me insane What did I do, look what Ive done How could I do this to you when your the one I realized and I apologize Hey baby, I just really want to come back I love you so much (chea) Please tell me you still love me like that Take me back Just let me come Baby Im sorry didnt mean to hurt you Itll never happen again (no) I know I said the same thing last time But now Im asking will you give me one last try? Let come back now Girl, Let me come back now Just let me come back Let me come back I want you back I need you back I love you girl I love you girl I want you back I need you back I need you back I love you girl I want you back I just cant go on without you girl Just let me come back Fingazz on the track Just let me come back Just let me come back Just let me come back Just let me come back Just let me come back Just let me come back join lilrob.com

I've Seen feat. Sami Yusuf -Outlandish Orjinal clip New August 2008

Durée: 4:39
Notation: 4.91 (46 votes)
Visites: 18689' favoriteCount='73
Publié par: isLaMiNGuLLeRi

Thématique: (Ä°slaminGulleri) alternative blues classical clip country electronic feat. folk hip-hop I've indie jazz music New Orjinal pop r&b rap religious rock Sami Seen soul unsigned world Yusuf

(feat. Sami Yusuf) I wish you were here Here next to me Been missing you so So desperately But lately I feel Like you feel and I see what you see How I'm missing you What happened to the ummah Once known so well... I wish you were here Here next to me Been missing you so So desperately But lately I feel Like you feel and I see what you see How I'm missing you What happened to the ummah Once known so well Greatness was known But now can u tell Used to inspire others with our way of thinking and speech People came from afar just to hear us teach Yo what happened to the ummah Once known so well Greatness was known But now can u tell Mosques are empty, refrigerators are stocked We lost our deen we feel secure 'Cause our mansions are locked In my teen years Sallah wasn't really that tight Now I gotta pray each one of them twice What happened to the ummah Once known so well Greatness was known But now can u tell Brother we prefer light skinned women While righteously maintaining our deen against racism What happened to the ummah Once known so well Greatness was known But now can u tell I wish you were here Here next to me Been missing you so So desperately But lately I feel Like you feel and I see what you see How I'm missing you What happened to the ummah once known so well Greatness was known, but now can u tell Kids in Africa are starving - can't afford to cry I'll pay THE BANK interest for a car I can't afford to buy What happened to the ummah once known so well Greatness was known, but now can u tell? We used to smile at each other, with faces full of light Now we frown at each other, we bicker and we fight Pops in the mosque praying, kids in the streets hating Kids on the corner selling, pops in the mosque preachin' What happened to the ummah once known so well Greatness was known but now can u tell? The Quran has left out hearts stranded, hanging on out walls 6232verses, so strong 9 out of 10 of us can't even read or write 1924 feels distant like way before Christ I wish you were here Here next to me Been missing you so So desperately But lately I feel Like you feel and I see what you see How I'm missing you Que le pasÃ³ a la maza Como puede ser La grandeza conocida No la puedo ver He visto como mi figura cae en tentaciÃ³n A pesar de que la vida a sido buena con luz e ilusion He pedido perdÃ³n por mis pecados Tengo la cruz sobre mi cama y el diablo a mi lado Que le pasÃ³ a la maza Como puede ser La belleza conocida No la puedo ver He sentido incompetencia buscando la verdad Todos dicen conocerla solo veo la maldad Que le pasÃ³ a la maza Como puede ser La pureza conocida No la puedo ver [Translation:] What happened to the people How can it be Greatness was known But now can you tell I've watched myself fall from grace Even though life has been good, filled with hopes and dreams I've asked forgiveness for my sins I have the cross above my bed and the devil by my side What happened to the people How can it be Beauty was known But now can you tell If I was to fall on my knees and ask you to forgive everything for the Lord, out of Love, for the One, oh oh oh... I've seen And if u were to fall on ya knees and ask me the same Brother, don't even think about it, lets just break out of the darkness of ignorance I wish you were here Here next to me Been missing you so So desperately But lately I feel Like you feel and I see what you see How I'm missing you ...

Cunnin Lynguists feat. Masta Ace - Seasons

Durée: 3:38
Notation: 4.94 (340 votes)
Visites: 113347' favoriteCount='972
Publié par: upurassutube

Thématique: Ace Cunnin feat. Lynguists Lyrics Masta Seasons

Cunnin Lynguists feat. Masta Ace - Seasons Dunno if there right lyrics comment me if there wrong in some places. =] [Intro] One two It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists We about to get into the seasons The seasons of hip hop How we gonna start it? [Masta Ace] As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass When b-boys danced to the latest jam You could say this man was the greatest fan When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all you needed When it blast...they must move You just proved you're hard like L in Krush Groove And songs started to drop - Ain't nobody start at the top Before Preme (DJ Premier) learned the art of the chop This is way before SP's...and MPC's And long before CD's and MP3's The game started to bloom and blossom And masters ready for the cermony, like a groom in costume Growth from the rain of the previous years I took notes from what I heard through these devious ears Yeah [Deacon the Villian] As Summer's heatwaves ascended in it's splendid manner Green was flooding our scene, although the skin was tanner "Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had T, Cube's Amerikka's Most And wanted that Chronic on the Left-Coast Talent pools were full and fresh for swimming Backstrokin' through Dark Sides and Illmatic beginnings Them lemonade stands would make you street platinum It was 2 Live.. Florida crews caught heat for rappin But free speech pollination kept bee's colonizing in hives And stung Delores Tucker right in her pride The Tribes ocean splash was rising the tide Strictly 4 My Niggaz that were ready to die in the ride I wish the summer's vibe could've lasted forever To bad we had to have a change in that weather.. that shit was beautiful [Chorus] "Seasons Change, mad things rearrange" - Lauryn Hill, "How Many Mics" "Play me in the winter, play me in the summer, play in the autumn, any order"- Ladybug, "9th Wonder" "Seasons Change, mad things rearrange" - Lauryn Hill, "How Many Mics" "Trees bright and green turn yellow brown, autumn caught em See all them leaves must fall down" - Andre 3000, "13th Floor/Growing Old" [Kno] As the East vs. West winds blew, causing two Legends to Fall like maple leaves from escalated beef Assumed that the worst was over Til these cats started wearing shiny costumes like the 31st of October The weather's colder, but the word jacket/jack it Is what they did to people's styles, not what they covered they backs with Tactics of the skill impaired No Limit to what they'll do when the green is scarce Some be Thanksgiving for who they know, while others get jerked for loot Cause gettin signed ain't a turkey shoot No respect for the pilgrims who paved the way so you could rock that Just pop crap and Plymouth Rock-Rap Beyond gimmicks and fake plastic tits Outkast and Raekwon dropped fall classic discs Born to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn Before the bottom dropped out in 2K [SOS] By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS Now we got R&B cats stealing classic rap tracks In winter it's snowed in like the temperature's below ten Citizens open up shows for more snowmen Scrawny boys rock bubblegooses to pose like grown men And you can catch freezer burn from women when they show skin Jolly, fat, white men get paid when rap hits the shelves And artists themselves get treated like Elves Matter of fact, Santa's gotten so greedy when a rapper sells You even need clearance to sample Jingle Bells What the hell! You need cells and 2 ways for chicks to bone ya? And so much ice on ya body that you can get pneumonia Even at the beaches of Daytona it's gotten colder But it's about time for the cycle to start over [echo] How we gonna start?

Big L and Jay-Z - 7 Minute Freestyle (LYRICS)

Durée: 7:8
Notation: 4.87 (100 votes)
Visites: 52612' favoriteCount='229
Publié par: Beastaz

Thématique: big freestyle hip hip-hop hop jay-z minute old r.i.p. rap school true

Two oF ThA GrEaTeSt LyRiCiStS oF AlL TiMe R.I.P BIG L Big L'z LyRiCz Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet Known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin them with smoking gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight friend? Aight then I beat kids with lead pipes I leave a trail of dead mic's Where I'm from, niggaz jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided Crimes are drug related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat I'm tellin you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hotty stare I keep a shotty near It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm know to roast Until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leaving niggaz comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some snake riffed And got a hot lead face lift All through high school I had braids I kept mad blades Stabbing teachers to death that gave me bad grades I cook the mic like a beef steak Cause my techniques great And I'm the nigga police hate in each state Cause I'm the neighborhood lamper Punk brother vamper Fuck around you'll find my silk boxers in your mother's hamper Cops drop when my glock makes a pow sound I'm from a whyle town You know my style clown, so bow down My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched Rappers I jack and lynch Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events Big L is the nigga you expect To catch wreck in any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake I probably got your mommy strung Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Guillianni hung Never had a gassed head Got loot cause I stash bread Try to tax and I'ma beat your fagot ass half-dead I stomp white cops till the life stops For a low price hops Cause my blood is colder than an ice box On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor And every time a mack eleven bucks I'm killing at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain't shit, ain't no such thing as Miss Right So we can never be a couple hun Fuck love, all I got for ho's is hard dick and bubble gum And clown emcee's I be attacking quick I'm on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac And put the gat to his cap, click-clack Sorry jack but get up out of that My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate He didn't listen to what I was speakin He started reaching So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking

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