IAM - WW
- Durée: 4:47
- Notation: 4.61 (23 votes)
- Visites: 14524' favoriteCount='24
- Publié par: Komball54
Thématique: 13 2007 AKH DJ Français IAM Imhotep KhĂ©ops Marseille Rap Shurik'n WW
WW, soulevez, soulevez, WW (bis) L'album parle à plein d'gens Noir, impair et class : tu peux miser Shurik'n : Nom de code : hache de guerre, on m'enterre pas facilement Tu peux faire claquer ton fouet, on se couchera pas docilement On vient squatter le strapontin, jusqu'à la dernière séance Tu sais qu'on sera les seuls à l'ouvrir quand tout ne sera que silence En quête d'excellence, défi ardu qu'on se lance Au bal du hasard, pourvu que la chance, nous garde une danse Si elle y renonce, tant pis on bossera plus la plume à son maximum Mentalité maximus, vire moi donc tous ces virus, Ici ça rime HD, et les gars vous savez le dico ben parfois faut l'acheter C'est bien beau d'aligner les mots, mais parfois faut raper Et si vous sentez qu'y a pas le niveau, ben y a plus qu'à lâcher Y a rien de personnel, joute verbal, c'est traditionnel Seul les crétins y voient une occase de chercher querelle On fait du son et il serait bien temps qu'on se le rappelle Le rap n'a jamais été un préau de maternelle, non! Akhenaton : Pendant que ça travaille les UV Et qu'au lieu d'bosser ça s'la pète au volant des SUV Que l'démon leur alloue une part de spotlight 0800 j'veux du style, appelle c'est d'la hotline Sur les bancs de l'école on taffe tous nos sujets On donne que la vérité, non, pas question de gruger Qu'la variet, elle tutoie les chansons paillardes Tu veux du différent ? C'est simple alors dis IAM ! Refrain : WW la bombe dans les tympans Soulevez, soulevez, le son en sortie d'un cran WW l'album croque à pleines dents Dans la vie, notre univers est c'beat qu'on vient briser WW la bombe dans les tympans Soulevez, soulevez, le son en sortie d'un cran WW l'album parle à plein d'gens Noir, impair et class : tu peux miser Akhenaton : Pas besoin d'être un devin, pour comprendre ce qui s'passe Le secteur est sous tension, dis moi si y a mention Garde moi cett'petite case, celle que l'on coche Quand le rap va au delà d'l'effet de la petite phrase, Maintenant c'est ma saison, permets moi d'virer ces ânes Ils disent que le hip hop est une grotte, planté d'vant ils crient « Ouvre toi sésame » si loin d'aimer Césaire Ces airs violents sont nazes, crétin, pose-moi ces armes Shurik'n : Ils ont pas l'air d'aimer ces airs, qu'on chante à la lune Alors on s'étale, via les ondes partout où y a du bitume Invasion des neurones, une phrase par catapulte Lourd à la pesée, et à chaque fois l'impact est rude On chevauche à cru, comme ces fiers mongols fils du vent, Pas pour la réput, un éphémère vit plus longtemps Je laisse l'ego démesuré, cramer trop près des néons Et je me place du côté de cette rose qui osa dire non Pendant que ça travaille les UV Et qu'au lieu d'bosser ça se la pète au volant des SUV Que l'démon leur alloue une part de spotlight 0800 j'veux du style, appelle c'est d'la hotline Sur les bancs de l'école on taffe tous nos sujets On donne que la vérité, non, pas question de gruger Qu'la variet, elle tutoie les chansons paillardes Tu veux du différent ? C'est simple alors dis IAM ! Akhenaton : On fait l'maximum, demande IAM voila 6 tomes Quand ton rap court sur pattes, ne dépasse pas 6 pommes Smoke sur cette basse, bordel elle est si bonne Et t'pousse vers les délices, c'est un vrai diable à 6 cornes A l'école, on a botté l'cul d'la pop conne Et on l'a mis en image, on le projette, tiens les pop corns, On l'dit en visage, pas d'arrangement, pas de miel, pas de changement, Pas d'sucre, excuse pour le dérangement Si t'es allé à la Fnac, pour un titre en gélatine T'es tombé sur le squeud en adamantium Pas de détail, pour rafler le titre, j'ai la team Et tes potes en air force, je les démolis en tong Volume 6 ? C'est le dawa dans les tympans T'es du 15 août car tu brilles que pour un instant Tes couplets ? Une affaire ? Non une estanque ! Le rap veut divorcer de toi j'te l'annonce t'es en instance Pendant que ça travaille les UV Et qu'au lieu d'bosser ça s'la pète au volant des SUV Que l'démon leur alloue un' part de spotlight 0800 j'veux du style, appelle c'est d'la hotline Sur les bancs de l'école on taffe tous nos sujets On donne que la vérité, non, pas question de gruger Qu'la variet, elle tutoie les chansons paillardes Tu veux du différent ? C'est simple alors dis IAM ! REFRAIN 2x WW, soulevez, soulevez, WW L'album croque à pleines dents Dans la vie, notre univers, est c'beat qu'on vient briser WW, soulevez, soulevez, WW
Ärsenik Feat RZA - Shaolin / 6 eme chaudron
- Durée: 5:5
- Notation: 4.56 (16 votes)
- Visites: 13230' favoriteCount='42
- Publié par: Rms1210
Thématique: 95 arsenik banlieue fr hiphop inedit rap rza shaolin tang us wu
Comments ... [Intro: RZA] OK (6eme) Yo check this out Yo from the Temple of Shaolin This shit is 6eme Chaudron Bobby blastin live, come come come come come Bobby Digi Digi, yo throw the gems Yo throw the vets sound in son We gonna blast these in the niggas one time BOODOODOODOODOO Digital, Digital Bobby, Bobby, Bobby Digital (Arsenik) So check this shit out son Digital.. [RZA] Bob Digital, the Arsenik, tragic rap combo Bangin on ya head like bongos, BOODOO-BOODOO Shaolin and my niggas from Congo Zaire, West indees, Senegal burn like Arnold Schwarzenager, too me Vegas was the orchestrator Pull the loop from his screw-based computer data For you analog cats, yes we remain loco Wu-Tang sounds is stranded and gone gogo You smell the weed stench, my fat twelve-inch You can't comprehend, I'll explain it in french I make friends de la club with cross beats and cross guns I may pawn with the big tits and cinquente long Ecoutez to the Bobby Digi shit And Arsenik, you fuck around you get ya wig split You repair, I restress, "sentir" la flavor And sometimes I rap a francais In US rap, you get smacked off the map And attacked by the black gat, you can't adapt Pssshh.. [Chorus x2: RZA] Come come come, Shaolin 6eme Chaudron You get blast by the black gun, gun [Calbo] Oui...l'sixieme ..shh Shaolin, Arsenik, Wu! Le boxon au box-office on fout l'souk, avec les mots nous boxons Les forces, pousser l'carosse comme a sept cas [?] on fait ce qu'avant nous d'autres paires n'osaient p'tetre pas [?] apres tous, voudront tous, chauffer le goudron s'refaire les dents, plus perdre de temps dans leur chaudron la merde et reste scalpes de tests, paquets de vestes bleues planques tous des rescapes, des blocks smoke, la vie s'moque de nous des stocks de fous stockent et stoppent sa toc chez nous partout les Crrrris *Ahouuu* les Crrrrises Ahouuu ca craint et j'crains, l'pire est a venir, icI c'est "marche ou ...[uzi shots] rage de vaincre trop d'crasses ecrasees, pouah les chiens s'fachent crachent leur haine, s'calent et guettent leurs proies ca ..., a 100.000 lieux sous la merde, j'emmerde les systemes le 6 meme suffit pour qu'j'm'demerdes, ouais... [Chorus x4] [Lino] Stoppe les chichis, icI ShoSho a Shaolin, Chochottes - en ligne venimeux style, sur la colline et frise le pollen v'la les tueuses abeilles africaines, on prend l'fric ken du flic, nique la haine ken, j'la joue a la citizen.. kane planques-toI quand viens l'eclipse "Kept" ton male clebs, ton aura, tes putains d'biceps rap doom doom a temp-toom, souris pas, j'seme mon vecu pourris mon truc dans les teum teum, j'suis ne au rayon boom boom tchak ! j'fumes le chour [?], chaque jour que Dieu fait nous on l'dit meme aux sourds, mec le combat j'suis pour - por car m'obliger dans un bled pur porc faut s'attendre au pire, aux peres, ou ca pue dans la fosse ou ils grillaient nos fils la chaines aux mics, aux petes explosifs, mon rap engrene les fils on sait d'ou on vient et ou on va, le Wu et le Secteur A...rsenik et Bobby, qu'on rappe c'qu'on vit [Chorus x4] [RZA] Yo, yo, yo.. Venez voir to my Wu heaven bitch, you get smoked Bonjour to Marcia, who cop the deep throat Rhyme boss stomp ground with Azale Then floss the block with the black puncho or grey Porsche With the Wu-Tang logo, C-a-l-b-o L-i-n-o, je m'appelle Bobby Digital I'm universal while you dick cats who stay commercial And Francois , you can't fuck with Secteur A Rzarector, all praises due Allah And given birth to the sun, moon and the stars Mighty Wu-Tang sword, invincible {*sword slashes*} You better watch Bobby Digital in Stereo Mind power, get drunk, climb the Eiffel Tower Arsenik, push the truck, diesel, Eddie Bauer [Chorus x4: w/ variations] [Outro: RZA (Lino)] (Ouais.....98 , 99......Shaolin 6eme Chaudron, et tu le sais) BOODOODOODOO.. Word up, Bobby Digital Digital Digital Word up, my man Calbo and Lino, Arsenik Brang you tremendous tragic hip-hop In Francois, francais.. chk-chk Blastin through ya radio station Secteur A, Shaolin, Wu-Tang Forever What? You can't comprehend You analog derelict ass mothafucka One, one, one.. come come come Word up (Ouais, comme ca.....6eme Chaudron a Shaolin Negro)
Dr.Dre ft. Snoop Dogg - Still Dre (official)
- Durée: 4:51
- Notation: 4.89 (267 votes)
- Visites: 139774' favoriteCount='705
- 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.
Come Smoke With Me - Math Hoffa
- Durée: 5:19
- Notation: 4.42 (24 votes)
- Visites: 6845' favoriteCount='38
- Publié par: Mathhoffa
Thématique: 2dark 50 battle Bobby bunky come fight hip-hop hoffa jay kanye klub Math me rap sa smack smoke stone vs weed with
"Come Smoke With Me" - featuring Math, Bobby Stone, Bunky S.A. and T Money on the chorus. Produced by Daniel 2dark. Directed & Edited by Math and David "Drizz Mix" Rodriguez, Hiphopmovie.com.
Runescape Gmike9 B Bak's 99 firemaking emote plus when I will PK
- Durée: 1:27
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 14
- Publié par: XOXOX13arrageXOXOX
Thématique: 99fmemote ancients bak barrage defil3d gmike9 gmike9bbak halo lunar phat phatmage pk ps3 resistance vengeance xbox360 zezima
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Cypress Hill - Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up
- Durée: 1:46
- Notation: 4.67 (101 votes)
- Visites: 83854' favoriteCount='319
- 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.
Let's Vibe - Yo Gotti, Pleasure P of Pretty Rick w/Lyrics
- Durée: 3:59
- Notation: 4.94 (78 votes)
- Visites: 60870' favoriteCount='273
- Publié par: HopCityCom1
Thématique: gotti hip-hop lets pleasure pretty rap ricky vibe yo
http://www.hopcity.com Shawty ride or die, if i'm sober or high she know just what to do, to help a gangsta get by shawty know a I like head, she aint trippin at all she go down on a nigga and she'll swallow it all me and her done it all, catch us both at the mall she can get what she wanna and that ain't trickin at all shawty fuck wit her nigga, her nigga fuck wit her back she put her life on the line, cuz she'll ride wit this sack when i went back to the hood, hustlin movin them birds she was takin up nursing, studying gettin whats hers I ain't chase her or sweat her, try my best to protect her when you fuck with a gangsta, baby you bet imma bless ya And thats real If you wanna come ride then (lets ride) If you wanna come smoke then (lets smoke) If you wanna come drink then (lets drink) If you wanna come vibe then (lets vibe) Come vibe baaaaaaaayyyyy I been thinkin bout fucking you (true) I been thinkin bout kissin you (true) And touching you (true) and lovin you (thats all i wanna do bay) Wen we out on the road, granted doin my shows she be callin my phone, like 'don't be fuckin them hoes' she at home with my child, i be flirtin in the crowd I need help, i cant control myself these hoes be wild As I think to myself, another nigga in my bed So i stopped thinkin at all, that shit will fuck up yo head i took federal chances, i work so hard for the bread Wonder if she a keep it real, if i ever go to the feds She gon write me and visit me, like i think that she should Or she gon disrespect me, fuck another nigga out the hood I ain't chase her or sweat her, try my best to protect her I don't know about love, i just know what it'll get ya If you wanna come ride then (lets ride) If you wanna come smoke then (lets smoke) If you wanna come drink then (lets drink) If you wanna come vibe then (lets vibe) Come vibe baaaaaaaayyyyy I been thinkin bout fucking you I been thinkin bout kissin you And touchin and lovin you (thats all i wanna do bay) When yo momma was trippin, talkin bout kickin you out you had nowhere to go, i let you move in my house you can jump in my benz, go stunt out on ya friends i took you all around the world, and I'd do it again You respected my grind, cuz you knew I had that work And I respected ya mind, because you still went to work See it wasnt bout the money, shawty kept it 100 She stayed in to it with her family, because they knew I was hustlin & thats real If you wanna come ride then (lets ride) If you wanna come smoke then (lets smoke) If you wanna come drink then (lets drink) If you wanna come vibe then (lets vibe) Come vibe baaaaaaaayyyyy I been thinkin bout fucking you I been thinkin bout kissin you And touchin and lovinn you (thats all i wanna do baby)
Snoop and Dr.Dre in BFME
- Durée: 8:10
- Notation: 4.62 (13 votes)
- Visites: 14233' favoriteCount='51
- Publié par: Vinaoo13
Thématique: black dogg dr dr. dre fucking hip hop rap sex show smoke snoop tour video weed
Best Fucking Movie Ever...
SFDK -Duelo de Vikingos (Con imágenes de Resident Evil 2)
- Durée: 4:27
- Notation: 4.77 (13 votes)
- Visites: 14577' favoriteCount='20
- Publié par: fedeloko69
Thématique: aburro apocalypse bilingĂĽe cancion droga duelo español evil inglĂ©s me mierda Promoe rap resident sexo SFDK Vikingos
SFDK & Promoe - Duelo de Vikingos CanciĂłn de rap bilingĂĽe en español e inglĂ©s, con imágenes de resident evil 2 apocalypse. Uno de los pocos videos de youtube sobre esta canciĂłn. Letra: [Promoe] Every single time Promo and the Loop Troop Rockers (c´mon!) Roll through the police wanna stop us And I know mi Spanish gente feel me. Fuck CIA! Guardia Civil tryin´ to kill me I spit hits like I´m never out of rounds And even when I´m on tracks you can bet I´m out of bounce hits SFDK and this kid from outta town. His name? Promo, not mainstream or underground Cause if you´re hip hop to the bone marrow then I´m cancer And if we tour the same period, better cancel I thought I might as well tell ya or your fans will And you´ll find out the hard way for your damn self Your plans fail, you want your welfare cheque back But it´s no longer there due to government setbacks (Take that!) Put it in your glass pipe and smoke it Some hard rock shit, your asswipe´s hoping (for what?) For a cypher but our past mic´s broken This so-called rap game, I blast wide open Don´t be scared; I won´t kill ya SFDK. Welcome to Sevilla. [Promoe] It´s Promo! It´s Sánchez! It´s Zatu! I said it´s Promo! And it´s Sánchez! And it´s Zatu! [Zatu] No sĂ© que hacĂ©is comiendo tripi delante de un graffiti sfdk, looptroop, promoe. Quemad la city. Por falta de fe, quise mudarme al aljarafe y luego lo pensĂ©. Joder será yeah niggis los que traen el gafe. Si el mundo lo domina el cafĂ©, es por la coca que viene escondida con el mismo envase. No sĂ© si fracasarĂ©, pero lo harĂ©. Antes de estar en casa preguntándome Âżpor quĂ© no fue? PerdĂłname nena por abusar de tus ingles, al menos mi problema no fue abusar del inglĂ©s. Os veo fáciles, no me pidáis que me pringue. No soy George Clinton pero.. ey ¡¡man smell my finger!! Este es mi single, nos preocupa Francia. Por su rap no, por Le pen y la vuelta de la ignorancia. Spain sigue rancia, llama a una ambulancia, en jardĂn de infancia, me hablaron de tolerancia fanáticos. Somos flores en el ático pensamientos poco diplomáticos con un fin mediático. Ya me siento un decano, por componer un gran disco y no la canciĂłn del verano. Ya podĂ©is comerme el nabo, lo llamo next level. Mi Ăşnica ilusiĂłn de chico era superar al bidavol. Hoy me siento bien superándome, aunque mc´s como el Tote vienen pisándome. Estoy acercándome, a ver quiĂ©n puede cortarme las alas. Porque desde el cielo pondrĂ© tu gorra llena de cagadas. Camaradas brindad por mĂ con un brick de manzana. Porque soy blanco y no canto oh susana!! Dont push me estoy al filo. Cerca de mil kilos con Promoe el tipo tranquilo, el rap en español me aburre, hijo de puta ÂżquĂ© te ocurre? Mejor será que se lo curre. [Promoe] It´s Promo! It´s Sánchez! It´s Zatu! I said it´s Promo! And it´s Sánchez! And it´s Zatu!
Akon- I'm So Paid ft. Lil Wayne (Lyrics)
- Durée: 3:27
- Notation: 5.00 (8 votes)
- Visites: 11557' favoriteCount='32
- Publié par: joshb32
Thématique: "Akon" [Producer] [Video Akon Aliaune Alison Director] Gil Green I'm Judd Lyrics music Paid Producer] rap Records So Thiam
Akon- I'm So Paid ft. Lil Wayne Lyrics: [Akon] rubbin' on that italian leather them Konvict jeans on ay yo Weezy you ready yea [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid I see police on the crooked I doin a 100 on Interstate ninety-fi' my shorty leanin, blastin that do or die pushin that motherfuckin wood cuz we certified got a system that'll beat and knock your wall off got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off got a bunch of goons hope they never call off and my snipers sittin on the roof already saw y'all ain't too much to put a strain on me thats the reason why I have to put the blame on me rather have them dolla' bills rain on me than to let them haters come and make a name off me thats why [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid I'm the boss it only takes 1 call for a driver to hit you up and drop you off thats all guess what I won't be takin that fall homie I got cake thats what I'm payin them for haha ain't that funny cuz niggas they want war but ain't got money cuz I seen them all talk until they start gunnin quicker than Usain Bolt the fastest thang runnin yea Akon Weezy block oil holdin down Jersey Devon makin sure we gettin it up front my lil brother boo got that vision bake it [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid [Lil Wayne] I am, big money Weezy white wife beater with the sig underneath it how do I feel bitch I feel undefeated snap my fingers disappear from the precinct yea Im ballin we ball out thoughts of before until the ball bounce I see some niggas with guns at y'all house only to find out you live in a doll house damn but I thought you was tough don't we carry choppers on our necks call it cut throat we, bury powers on the set that they come from we, no magic turn we smoke the gun smoke we, bomb first when we ride you, in a hearse when you ride ay I put my shoes on baby and I'm holding down Young Mula baby thats why [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid
True-Chamillionaire Ft. Paul Wall & Lil Flip
- Durée: 4:9
- Notation: 4.81 (113 votes)
- Visites: 42715' favoriteCount='198
- Publié par: 1Juan1111
Thématique: Chamillionaire Chamillitary Flip hip-hop Koopa Lil Paul rap True Wall
Song: True by Chamillionaire, Paul Wall, and Lil Flip. Off the album: Controversy Sells. Here are the lyrics: (*talking*) Here lizard-lizard-liazrd, uh It's the almighty King Koopa, Chamillionaire The color changing lizard, the Mixtape Messiah Please stand for the ghetto national anthem, let's go [Hook - 2x] Forget what them boys is talking bout, I'm true-I'm true You riding swangs you gripping grain, I do-I do You candy red you candy blue, you popping trunk you jamming Screw Don't know about you, but I'm true-I'm true [Paul Wall] Forget what these boys is talking bout, we wipe boys down In South Park on MLK, on Sunday we clown From the streets of Antoine, to the Homestead hoods From Mo City to Studewood, it's all good I'm riding on platinum grey, with Z-Ro and Trae Gon let the top down, it's a beautiful day Haters jealous on the sidelines, running they mouth Cause I roll with T.I.P., the king of the South Boys know I'm Paid In Full, so they clocking my dollas Me, Poppy, Joe and Fox all riding Impalas I'm breaking bread with Mike Jones, and Slim Thug the Boss It's Paul Wall, still representing Swishahouse I'm with my boy Big Kaila, I don't bar no hater I'm on the grind for paper, I'll holla at ya later Forget what they talking bout, I'm in love with my wealth I ain't gotta say I'm true, cause true speak for itself baby [Hook - 2x] [Chamillionaire] They say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you If she's a dime tell her I'm fine, and she'll say true-true Turn up the bang if you into, something color changing the rims do Sound like a train cause when I stop, they be like choo-choo-choo And I'm thugging too homie, the heater kinda like Al Bundy's hand Believe me everytime you see me, it's gon be in her pants If I do a crime and you snitch, homie the heater will snitch too Cause if the police come around, it'll be pointing at you Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself I hope you internet thugs, that will swear that I ain't the tightest Have cyber sex with Cita, until you catch a virus Why is he saying this, to piss boys off I officially claim myself, the rap King of the South The say I'm the greatest of all time, and I say who and they say you And I say naw, give that title to the late great DJ Screw, rest in peace [Hook - 2x] [Lil' Flip] The definition of a pimp is (me), cause I ain't doing shit for (free) I got my own label now, if you ain't heard it's (Clover G's) Now me and Will chasing the scrill, we pulling up on chrome wheels Nigga, your royalty check looking like my phone bill Quick to capping picture snapping, paparazzi follow me Yeah I'm platinum I'll slap him, if he smoke up all my weed I love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club with me Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat We popping trunks and smoking blunts, that sticky-ickie (ooh-wee) Last year I did a mill, now I'm bout to do (three) I bring the heat on every track, it's five G's for every bar Just because I'm in a Porsche box, don't mean I like the spa That don't mean I like the car, you know I'm down to break your jaw Just because I burn rubber, that don't mean I like the tar We ghetto stars in every state, like Pimp and Bun we keep it trill And if you ain't heard, it's Lil' Flipper and Chamill' [Hook]
Star Wars gangsta rap 2 with Subtitles and Lyrics
- Durée: 2:29
- Notation: 4.89 (2086 votes)
- Visites: 523316' favoriteCount='5588
- Publié par: OdinEidolon89
Thématique: ben dark darth funny gangsta kenobi luke lyrics music rap side skywalker star subtitles vader video wars
Music by: Jason Brannon Editing by: Joshua Shreve Download page: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RDC7SK10 Star Wars gangsta rap lyrics: Admiral: This is Admiral Biatch to base camp, it seems the stormtroopers have gone on strike and I have no experience with this type of shit. Who should I call for help? Vader: It's the V to the A to the D-E-R (Vader!) Reconstructin' the Death Star! With my slick suede suit that's black like tar, Fucking you up no matter who you are! Palpatine: Tell them motherfuckers 'bout this here Dark Side! Pull up on your planet, Death Star drive-by! And we'll beat the Rebels 'cause their skills ain't shit! Vader: And in my TIE Fighter, Zig-zags stay lit! Yoda: Oh, shit! Yoda on the scene, 900 year fiend smoking Dagobah green! Bitches on my tip, like Lando on liquor. Lando: Ah, you're just jealous 'cause my black dick's thicker. Chewbacca: *Wookie yell* Lando: Yo! Tell 'em Chewie, last night I had Leia all drunk wanting to do me. Luke: Shut the fuck up man! Leia's my sister! The only thing you're getting is a beat-off blister. Ben Kenobi: Luke! Use the force before intercourse, but Luke! Don't forget! Bitches ain't nothing but hos and tricks! (Ohh!) Luke: Obi-Wan, I'm the top gun! (top gun) The chosen one, hotter than both suns! Vader ain't shit, his head's cut up and split! He's slower than the first Pentium chip! (Dark Side!) Vader: The one who brings remorse to this fucking universe. (Rebels!) Luke: You know we'll fucking win, 'cause we'll fight to the end! (Dark Side!) Palpatine: I can feel the anger dwelling within you! (Rebels!) Yoda: You also feel Vader's dick in you. BIATCH! *Incoherent Huttese Jabba rap* Han Solo: Jabba, you ain't nothing but a fat-ass slug! Fake gold chains? You sorry-ass thug! Sittin' in your palace with your blue-headed whore, trap door to the Rancor. *sound of someone falling* C3PO: Oh, my, goodness gracious me! I'm a gay man's golden fantasy! Programmed for homo-ecstasy, ten million forms of gay positioning. For my golden shower, you must pay a fee, but R2-D2 gives it up for free. *R2-d2 squeaks* R2-D2, watch your language! Always having sex with robotic strangers! Jar Jar Binks: Meesa like to drink and smoke all night! Meesa like to fight and fucka yo wife. Meesa no care 'cause meesa so dumb. Meesa will fuck you with me tongue. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Meesa wants some cause meesa wanna cum! Riconoscimenti per questo video: #28 - I video preferiti (in assoluto) - Video divertenti
[CHICANO RAP]Dyablo feat mr sancho cronika smoke
- Durée: 5:37
- Notation: 4.74 (54 votes)
- Visites: 73263' favoriteCount='158
- Publié par: adgtds
Thématique: Guanguister
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Memory Lane (Sittin' In Da Park)
- Durée: 4:7
- Notation: 4.96 (28 votes)
- Visites: 10116' favoriteCount='61
- Publié par: RapHard3
Thématique: (Sittin' Da Illmatic. In Jones Lane Memory Nas Nasir Park) Rap
From the classic album Illmatic. The lyrics on this track are off the chain and flawless. Illmatic is (if you didn't know) one of the most influential hip hop albums of the mid-1990s, many have said it's one of the greatest hip-hop albums ever, and Nas' best album even to date. Aight fuck that shit, word word Fuck that other shit, youknowhatimsayin? We gon do a little somethin like this, yaknahmsayin? (is they up on this? ) Keep it on and on and on and on and.. Knowhatimsayin? big nas, grand wizard, God what it is? (what it is like? ) hah, knowhatimsayin? Yo go head, do that shit nigga [nas] I rap for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggaz, then I be dissin a Unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of kooley high, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie Jungle survivor, fuck whos the liver My man put the battery in my back, a differencem from energizer Sentence begins indented.. with formality My durations infinite, moneywise or physiology Poetry, thats a part of me, retardedly bop I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat Childhood lesson make me see him drop in my weed smoke Its real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines The hype vice, murderous nighttimes, and knife fights invite crimes Chill on the block with cog-nac, hold strap With my peeps thats into drug money, market into rap No sign of the beast in the blue chrysler, I guess that means peace For niggaz no sheisty vice to just snipe ya Start off the dice-rollin mats for craps to cee-lo With sidebets, I roll a deuce, nothin below (peace god!) Peace God -- now the shit is explained Im takin niggaz on a trip straight through memory lane Its like that yall .. its like that yall .. its like that yall Chorus: repeat scratches 4x "now let me take a trip down memory lane" -] bizmarkie "comin outta queensbridge" [nas] One for the money Two for pussy and foreign cars Three for alize niggaz deceased or behind bars I rap divine gods check the prognosis, is it real or showbiz? My window faces shootouts, drug overdoses Live amongst no roses, only the drama, for real A nickel-plate is my fate, my medicine is the ganja Heres my basis, my razor embraces, many faces Your telephone blowin, black stitches or fat shoelaces Peoples are petrol, dramatic automatic fo-fo I let blow And back down po-po when Im vexed so My pen taps the paper then my brains blank I see dark streets, hustlin brothers who keep the same rank Pumpin for somethin, some uprise, plus some fail Judges hangin niggaz, uncorrect bails, for direct sales My intellect prevails from a hangin cross with nails I reinforce the frail, with lyrics thats real Word to christ, a disciple of streets, trifle on beats I decifer prophecies through a mic and say peace. I hung around the older crews while they sling smack to dingbats They spoke of fat cat, that niggas name made bell rings, black Some fiends scream, about supreme team, a jamaica queens thing Uptown was alpo, son, heard he was kingpin, yo Fuck rap is real, watch the herbs stand still Never talkin to snakes cause the words of man kill True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins I pour my heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane Chorus "comin outta queensbridge" -] scratched The most dangerous mc is.. "comin outta queensbridge" -] scratched The most dangerous mc is.. "comin outta queensbridge" -] scratched The most dangerous mc is.. "comin outta queensbridge" -] scratched The most dangerous mc is.. Me numba won, and you know where me from
When the Smoke Clearz by Taalam Acey
- Durée: 3:40
- Notation: 4.80 (54 votes)
- Visites: 10686' favoriteCount='133
- Publié par: immortaltechpt
Thématique: 50cent Acey bling blingbling Clearz gangster hip hip-hop hiphop hop mainstream rap Smoke Taalam the underground When
Slamming the current state of Hip Hop Over the past 20 years Hip Hop has evolved from the underground "CNN of the ghetto" to the biggest game in the record business. Yet, despite its socially conscious foundation, Hip Hop is now a multi-billion dollar industry; tightly controlled by a handful of record labels, a music video monopoly, and payola-ridden corporate radio. If there was ever a need for a reformer, the time is now. Enter 2000 Grand Slam Champion, poet Taalam Acey. In the wake of CHHANGE's Hip Hop Summit and MTV's Hip Hop week, GNN releases When The Smoke Clearz, a scathing indictment of the current state of Hip Hop by one of the most political voices to hit the mic since Chuck D and KRS-1. Cut to the beat of Dead Prez's Hip Hop and featuring some of Hip Hop's most memorable video clips, dug out from the crates of the 80's, 90's and new millennium, GNN's unique brand of video scratch brings a visual dimension to Taalam's acclaimed slam epic Smoke Clearz. Awards: 2002 Sundance Online Film Festival -- Official Selection 2002 Rotterdam International Film Festival -- Official Selection 2002 San Francisco Black Film Festival -- Official Selection Credits Directed by: Stephen Marshall Produced by: Ian Inaba Music by: dead prez Spoken Words by: Taalam Acey
The chronic - Dr dre ft Snoop dogg - Up im smoke tour
- Durée: 8:9
- Notation: 4.95 (20 votes)
- Visites: 9705' favoriteCount='44
- Publié par: vunzdruid
Thématique: Aftermath dogg doggy Dr dre Eminem Hip Hop in Old R&B Rap school smoke Snoop tour Up Xzibit
Up in smoke tour - Liquor store - gangbanging
Up in smoke tour 2001concert intro trailer Snoop Dogg Dr Dre
- Durée: 7:37
- Notation: 4.91 (311 votes)
- Visites: 205010' favoriteCount='840
- Publié par: mkdstyle88
Thématique: +18 +20 +21 18+ 2001 21+ adult angeles as asian atlanta best big bitches by city concert deathrow Dogg doggystyle Dr Dre drive eminem fire fuck fucking game girls gunfight hip hop in intro introducing las legend los magic nigga nigger niple nude on porn rap records round scene sex sexy shooting smoke Snoop titts tour trailer Up vegas video xxx
Up in smoke tour concert intor trailer Snoop Dogg Dr Dre added by Ceko
Cypress Hill - "Dr. Greenthumb" Music Video
- Durée: 3:0
- Notation: 4.80 (25 votes)
- Visites: 8967' favoriteCount='43
- Publié par: duckdown
Thématique: b-real breal Cypress down Dr duck duckdown Greenthumb Hill hip-hop mirrors rap smoke
B-Real - of Cypress Hill "Smoke N Mirrors" In Stores January 27th, 2009
Snipet Vidas EFE YEROM 02
- Durée: 6:30
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites:
- Publié par: FYERO
Thématique: baile brothers caribean club corrupcion cuba dancehall efe electro enfaxix españa fyerom gusta hip hop latin latina latino life madrid mamas manzzini me papas player producciones rap reggae rnb smokin smoking snipet spain spanish test vidas weed yerom
01 INTRO feat. Simo producido por: Phone Prods 02 SPANISH PLAYER producido por: Victor Bondjale 03 ME GUSTA producido por: Phone Prods 04 A NADIE IMPORTA feat. Dakaneh producido por: Phone Prods 05 EN ESTE BAILE producido por: Phone Prods 06 SMOKIN WEED producido por: Phone Prods 07 INTERLUDIO FUMANDO WEED feat, Enfermo y Kabbo0 producido por: Phone Prods 08 DRAMA producido por: Phone Prods 09 TEST producido por: Phone Prods 10 MISMO IDIOMA feat. XCese producido por: Victor Bondjale 11 CIUDAD DE ENGAÑO producido por: Phone Prods 12 MAMAS AND THE PAPAS producido por: I.B.E (Chocolate City) 13 ELEKTRIKA feat. Phone producido por: Phone Prods 14 PROCURO NO QUEMARME producido por: I.B.E (Chocolate City) 15 LUZ feat. Dakaneh producido por: Victor Bondjale 16 TIRO feat Banton, Dakaneh, Black Bee, XCese y Kra Martinez producido por: Victor Bondjale 17 CORRUPCION producido por: Phone Prods 18 VIDAS producido por: Victor Bondjale
Big L and Jay-Z - 7 Minute Freestyle (LYRICS)
- Durée: 7:8
- Notation: 4.85 (112 votes)
- Visites: 54957' favoriteCount='245
- 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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