A.L.S. - Fuck You
- Durée: 4:59
- Notation: 4.79 (39 votes)
- Visites: 17543' favoriteCount='29
- Publié par: adstyle
Thématique: a.l.s. als cdb chi francais french fuck godie hip-hop hiphop lilstar luxembourg rap trefle4 urban you
Exclusive new video for Luxembourg Hip Hop Artists A.L.S.
So F'ing Pimp
- Durée: 2:51
- Notation: 4.89 (63 votes)
- Visites: 11012' favoriteCount='61
- Publié par: Monziggity
Thématique: Bastard Colonel Fucking geek hip-hop Monzy music nerdcore Pimp rap So stanford taff video
Music video for "So F'ing Pimp" by Monzy (featuring Colonel Bastard). Stay tuned for the remix, which includes 2 additional verses from CB. You can download the MP3 here: http://graphics.stanford.edu/~monzy/sfp/SoFuckingPimp.mp3 You can also get higher quality versions of the video here: http://graphics.stanford.edu/~monzy/sfp/SoFuckingPimp.wmv http://graphics.stanford.edu/~monzy/sfp/SoFuckingPimp.mov In case you were wondering, I am not affiliated with or sponsored by Levi's, NBC, Fruit of the Loom, Asus, Sony Ericsson, Chanel, Lavazza, Rolex, Gray Goose, or Ziploc. Props to FilmsSoHot for assistance with camerawork and cinematography. Props to Colonel Bastard for the beat and for being so unbelievably pimp.
Outlawz - Real Talk (Lyrics)
- Durée: 3:50
- Notation: 4.92 (970 votes)
- Visites: 441650' favoriteCount='3071
- 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.
Rodney O & Joe Cooley - Fuck New York - U Don't Hear Me Tho
- Durée: 3:40
- Notation: 4.98 (41 votes)
- Visites: 17783' favoriteCount='207
- Publié par: 602mexican
Thématique: Cooley Don't Fuck Hear hip-hop Joe Me Ney rap Rodney Tho York
Rodney O & Joe Cooley - Fuck Ney York - U Don't Hear Me Tho
Rick Ross - Hustlin Explicit [Lyrics]
- Durée: 4:18
- Notation: 4.80 (149 votes)
- Visites: 46445' favoriteCount='465
- Publié par: kobratd
Thématique: 305 Explicit hip-hop Hustlin Lyrics Rick Ross
Artist: Rick Ross Title: "Hustlin" Album: Port oF Miami Year: 2006 Website: http://www.rickrosstrilla.com/ Lyrics: Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im, Everyday Im , Everyday Im Hustlin Who tha fuck you think ya fuckin with? im tha fuckin boss 745 white on white, thats fuckin Ross i cut em wide, i cut em long, i cut em fat (what) i keep em commin back (what) we keep em commin back Im in distrubution, Im like Atlantic I got them mutha fuckas flyin cross the Atlantic I know Pablo........Norieaga, the real norieaga, he owe me a hundred favors i aint petty nigga we buy the whole thang see most of my niggas really still deal cocaine my woof back my money right im on the pedal, show you what im runnin like when they snatched Black, i cried for a hundred nights he got a hundred bodies, serving a hundred lives (repeat chorus) we never steal cars, but we deal hard WHIP IT REAL HARD, WHIP IT, WHIP IT REAL HARD i called a charge i called a charge WHIP IT REAL HARD WHIP IT, WHIP IT REAL HARD aint bout no funny shit, still bitches and bizness im on my money shit still whippin them benzez major league who catchin? because im pitchin Jose Conseaco just snitchin because he finished I feed them steriods to strenghten up all my chickens they flyin over Pacifics to be specific tripple C's you kno its fat we holdin sack so nigga gone an rap run an tell them that More Cars! More Hoes More Clothes... More Blow (repeat chrous) its time to spread my thrills custom spinnin wheels i aint drove in a week.. them bitches spinnin still talk about me cuz these suckas scared to talk about me killas talkin bout me it aint no talk about me it aint no walkin round me see all these killas round me? lotta drug dealin round me goin down in DaDe CouNtY dont tote no 22's magnum cost me 22 tatted on the 22 birds go for 22 lil momma super thick she say she 22 she seen them 22 we in room 2-22 i touch work like im convertible bert i got distribution so im convertin the work in the M-I-A-O niggas rich off YaYO! steady slanggin Yayo my chevy banggin Hey Yo Everyday Im Hustlin, Everyday Im Hustlin, Everyday Im Hustlin, Everyday Im Hustlin, Everyday Im Hustlin Everyday Im Hustlin, Everyday Im Hustlin
504 Boyz Ft. Mercedes - I Can Tell (You Wanna Fuck)
- Durée: 3:31
- Notation: 4.78 (239 votes)
- Visites: 174502' favoriteCount='1233
- Publié par: iMajigadale
Thématique: 504 gangsta hip-hop N.O. new nigga orleans r&b rap
Off Goodfellas Good shit Enjoy
Eminem- When im gone
- Durée: 6:8
- Notation: 4.91 (527 votes)
- Visites: 295301' favoriteCount='783
- Publié par: nejikakashifan
Thématique: eminem gone grosa groso hip hop im is letra marshall name porno Rap sex shady slim video when xxx
la mejor cancion de eminem de la historia. letra: Yeah Its my life But all in words I guess [Verse 1] Have you ever loved someone so much youd give an arm for? Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for? When they know they are your heart And you know you are their armour And you will destroy anyone who will try to harm her But what happens when karma turns right around and bites you And everything you stand for turns on you to spite you What happens when you become the main source of her pain Daddy look what I made? Dads gotta go catch a plane Daddy wheres mummy? I cant find mummy, where is she? I dont know, go play, Hailie baby your daddys busy. Daddys writina song, this song aint gon write itself I give you one underdog, then you gotta swing by yourself Then to write a rhyme in a song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother whos a spittin image of her Thats slim shady, yeah baby slim shadys crazy Shady made me, but tonight, Shadys rock-a-by baby [Chorus] [x2] And when Im gone, just carry on dont mourn, rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that Im lookin down on you smiling And I didnt feel a thing so baby dont feel no pain, just smile back [Verse 2] I keep havin this dream Im pushin hailie on the swings she keeps screamin She dont want me to sing, Youre makin mummy cry, why, whys mummy crying? Baby, Daddy aint leavin no more, Daddy youre lying, You always say that, you always say this is the last time, but you aint leavin no more, Daddy youre mine! Shes piling boxes infront of the door tryin to block it, Daddy please daddy dont leave daddy no, stop it! Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket, its got a picture, Thisll keep you safe daddy, take it with you I look up, its just me standin in the mirror, these fucking walls must be talkin coz man I can hear em They sayin you got one more chance to do right, and its tonight, Now go out there and show em that you love em fore its too late And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door it turns to a stage, theyre gone And the spotlight is on and Im singin [Chorus] [x2] And when Im gone, just carry on dont mourn, rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that Im lookin down on you smiling And I didnt feel a thing so baby dont feel no pain, just smile back [Verse 3] Sixty thousand people, all jumpin out their seat The curtain closes, theyre throwing roses at my feet I take a bow, and thank you all for comin out Theyre screamin so loud, I take one last look at the crowd I glance down, I dont believe what Im seein, Daddy its me! Help mummy her wrists are bleedin But baby were in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?! I followed you daddy, you told me that you wernt leavin You lied to me dad, and now you make mummy sad And I bought you this coin It says number 1 dad, thats all I wanted I just wanna give you this coin I get the point, fine, me and mummy are goin But baby wait- its too late dad, you made your choice. Now go out there and show em you love em more than us Thats what they want They want you Marshall, they keep screamin your name, its no wonder you cant go to sleep Just take another fuckin pill, yeah i bet ya you will You rap about it. Yeah word, ke-keep it real I hear applause, all this time I couldnt see How could it be that the curtain is closing on me I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it, put it to my brain, scream Die Shady! and pop it The sky darkens, my life flashes, The plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes Thats when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', Theres birds singin, its spring and Hailies out side swingin I walk right up to Kim and kiss her, tell her I miss her Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister, almost as if to say [Chorus] [x2] And when Im gone, just carry on dont mourn, rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice Just know that Im lookin down on you smiling And I didnt feel a thing so baby dont feel no pain, just smile back.
The Game - LAX Files (photos + lyrics)
- Durée: 4:6
- Notation: 5.00 (19 votes)
- Visites: 12061' favoriteCount='70
- Publié par: PutoColgado619
Thématique: black bws coast files game hip hop lax rap street the wall west
The Game - LAX (02.LAX Files): [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] Raised in the City of Angels where safe And danger switch lanes so stranger drive slow (drive slow) Where bangers and gangstas, fast women and dank are Just, part of a face, that we show We got mountains and ocean, we move in slow motion Off that sticky you walk up to blow 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 safe And danger switch lanes so stranger drive slow (drive slow) Where bangers and gangstas, fast women and dank are Just, part of a face, that we show We got mountains and ocean, we move in slow motion Off that sticky you walk up to blow 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 safe And danger switch lanes so stranger drive slow (drive slow) Where bangers and gangstas, fast women and dank are Just, part of a face, that we show We got mountains and ocean, we move in slow motion Off that sticky you walk up to blow 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
Hope For A Higher Power - Tech N9ne
- Durée: 6:0
- Notation: 4.86 (64 votes)
- Visites: 28763' favoriteCount='180
- Publié par: NSDominator
Thématique: 1st Best Ever For Higher Hip Hop Hope July Killer N9ne Power Rap Rapper Song Tech
This song is called "Hope For A Higher Power" from Tech N9ne's latest, Killer. A beautiful fucking song. Enjoy.
Obie Trice ft. Eminem - Lady
- Durée: 4:42
- Notation: 4.81 (485 votes)
- Visites: 308473' favoriteCount='1217
- 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 déjà 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)
The Game - LAX Files [ VIDEO ]
- Durée: 4:0
- Notation: 4.85 (60 votes)
- Visites: 28183' favoriteCount='136
- 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...
Star Wars gangsta rap 2 with Subtitles and Lyrics
- Durée: 2:29
- Notation: 4.90 (2199 votes)
- Visites: 556781' favoriteCount='5933
- 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
Screwball - HOSTYLE
- Durée: 3:55
- Notation: 4.97 (59 votes)
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- Publié par: badboyforeverdotcom
Thématique: 50 Bridge cent Cormega Deep Ghetto hip-hop Hood HOSTYLE Lake Mobb Money Nas Nature Queens rap Screwball Street
Artist: Screwball Album: Y2k Title: H-o-s-t-y-l-e [intro] That's right ugh, check it out Back in tha days where tha people were fresh It was one mc who had to pass tha test He was down by law, and he's ready to play That's right yawl, it's hostyle today [verse 1] Yo yo, yo Woke up in tha morning and my eggs was part Turned on tha boob toob saw tha million man march Tha cops in dc, had to play scared Gotta a, warn in plans looking at tha quaters of france Ants in my pants so i dips in tha door Picked up tha keys, caught a telephone call She yelling bones in my sounds swell I'm like why can't, a brother can't rise up All i'm hearing is clobbers, hung up Lighted some butter, wu tighten my gutter Shouted lover, to those hungry Put holes in they clothes Bitch niggas throwing weak shit in tha game On tha streets, smoking dough and leak on tha heap [chorus] H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha drug pushers and face mushers) Those them types that fuck wit me (throw ya henny in tha sky) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha bread winners, tha money getters) Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this m-o-n-e-y) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha henny guzzelers, and tha henny huzzelers) Those them types that fuck wit me (this is serious b-i) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha thug chicks who loved it) Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this money till we die) [verse 2] Climax a vocal, like tha local weed spot Dime bags i go through, i'm at tha penical of smoke signals Tree's in a tight squeeze, night breeze For i blow hair might freeze, somebody give me a light please Matter fact i got matches i strike these don Son where you coming from, vernon fourty one Here ya shorty come, know she calling me for what She ignoring me, unless she horny and i got some trojans on me I just stop start smiling, hands on her hips posing for me I limped over wit laughter Told me to meet me a qauter after three, and smacker her on tha ass cheek Ghetto thug classy, if you ask me, if you ask me [chorus] H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha drug pushers and face mushers) Those them types that fuck wit me (throw ya henny in tha sky) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha bread winners, tha money getters) Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this m-o-n-e-y) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha henny guzzelers, and tha henny huzzelers) Those them types that fuck wit me (this is serious b-i) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha thug chicks who loved it) Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this money till we die) [bridge] To all dem types that fuck wit me For qb and so on, tha hyrdro crew Mike heron, jerry familar And my enginer, max zzzzz (zzzzz zzzzz) Mo greens baby To my man untouchable violence, what up This our dudes, prince from pa rule Yeah to tha mobb deep, and to tha infamous mobb That's right, girl j nicky brown To my three kids, get down baby Yeah, it's on, fredrick and my man calito What, to all my people, ugh Tha who hand clique, terrific mud explicit [chorus] H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha drug pushers and face mushers) Those them types that fuck wit me (throw ya henny in tha sky) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha bread winners, tha money getters) Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this m-o-n-e-y) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha henny guzzelers, and tha henny huzzelers) Those them types that fuck wit me (this is serious b-i) H-o-s-t-y-l-e (tha thug chicks who loved it) Those them types that fuck wit me (lets get this money till we die) *fading out*
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- Durée: 0:36
- Notation: 2.86 (7 votes)
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Jay Z 99 Problems
- Durée: 4:21
- Notation: 4.82 (116 votes)
- Visites: 69343' favoriteCount='346
- Publié par: KevRep10k
Thématique: 99 hip-hop jay problems rap
Look In Here!! If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one [Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics they say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward I got beef with radio if i don't play they show They don't play my hits i don't give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as, Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 problems but the bitch aint one If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Two] The year's '94 and my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm) Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay. Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case So I...pull over to the side of the road I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?" Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low? Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know Am I under arrest or should I gas em up? "Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' " "Liscense and registration and step out of the car" "Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are" I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit "Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that "Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?" "Or somebody important or somethin'?" Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit "We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one hit me 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motor bike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain And there I go trapped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratchin again Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them D.A. tried to give the nigga shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African All because this fool was harrasin' them Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems being a bitch ain't one. Hit me [Chorus X3] You're crazy for this one Rick It's your boy --------------------Z------------------- WOW!10,000 VIEWS!THANKS TO ALL WHO WATCHED IT! 15,000 VIEWS!I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!MY MOST VIEW VIDEO! 20,000 VIEWS!!MAN I JUST WANT TO THANK ALL OF THOSE WHO WATCHED IT! 30,000 VIEWS!!!I AM GOING TO HAVE A HEARTATTACK! 40,000 VIEWS!!!!OM FUCKING G!THANKS YOU GUYS FOR WATCHING!
T-Pain Ft. DJ Khaled - Karaoke HQ OFFICIAL VIDEO UNCENSORED
- Durée: 6:55
- Notation: 4.79 (48 votes)
- Visites: 20004' favoriteCount='147
- Publié par: osayawe2010
Thématique: akon alternative folk hip-hop indie jazz jeezy Lil ludacris mind of pop r&b rap religious t-pain the theaters wayne young
new video from three ringz.. t-pain karaoke DO NOT FUCK WIT HIS AUTOTUNE!!!
Jacki-O VS Brisco Interview Pt.2 Calls DJ Khaled A Bitch
- Durée: 10:1
- Notation: 4.84 (55 votes)
- Visites: 34488' favoriteCount='83
- Publié par: mzwhathernametv
Thématique: baby birdman bitch brisco brown foxy girl hood im jacki-o khia lil me money trina tyga wayne young
so the story is on the set of lil wayne's video a milli ...... brisco threatened to slap the shit out of jacki-o with a wad of money in front of wayne birdman and any body else that fuck with em Jackie O Interview(Beef With Brisco)Prt 2*New* 08 Shit brisco Threatens To Smack Jackie O Florida rap femceez female rappers femcee lil kim nicki minaj foxy brown eve trina khia jean grae lil mama disrespect On The Set Of Lil Wayne's Video Shoot rap hiphop beef battle diss interview radio Neyo- Raps On A Milli (Possible Lil Wayne Diss?) june 6/21/08 08 Shit neyo a milli freestyle rap hiphop music beef battle diss rnb r&beef r&b possible chris brown diss cb young money Lil Wayne -A Milli Freestyle Remix (Freemix)*New*08 Shit neyo disses wayne lil wayne says fuck mixtape dj's dj empire rap hiphop lil wayne weezy a milli freestyle the carter 3 dahcarter3 Uncle Murda - A Milli Freestyle(Fabolous Diss)*08 Shit*NEW rap hiphop beef brooklyn new york Chris Brown A Milli Freestyle *New* 08 Shit Jay-Z- A Billi(A Milli Freestyle)*World Premeire RADIO RIP*08 Shit Lil Mama- A Milli Freestyle*New* 08 Shit FEMCEEZ shestillgotswag shegotswag Fabolous - A Milli Freestyle*08 Shit* Exclusive Trey Songz Hair Cut Pics*NEw* 08 Shit 2008 b.e.t awards bet rap city trina lil wayne diss rick ross and foxy brown engaged rhianna take a bow prince bow wow lil wayne performance chris brown ft ciara tpain lollipop lauren london college hill atl stomp the yard gillie da kid a milli lil wayne the carter 3 a milli Lil Wayne- I The Drought Is Over 1 2 3 4 5 the carter bird man cash money skull gang cant feel my face rap hiphop the carter 3 lollipop r.i.p static major a milli ft corey gunz nicki minaj the come up 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 young money beef battle diss new world premeire weezy bet awards
Big L and Jay-Z - 7 Minute Freestyle (LYRICS)
- Durée: 7:8
- Notation: 4.87 (127 votes)
- Visites: 59434' favoriteCount='295
- 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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- Durée: 0:54
- Notation: 3.71 (7 votes)
- Visites: 65452' favoriteCount='5
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Murda Mook & Cassidy - Expect the Unexpected (NEW)
- Durée: 5:26
- Notation: 4.95 (57 votes)
- Visites: 20483' favoriteCount='172
- Publié par: nou1990
Thématique: 5'9 ab ar cassidy da dj expect family full gutta hip-hop hot khaled larsiny mook murda new r&b rap rapper royce shit straight surface the unexpected
mook and cass got together on a track to fuck the streets up and make them expect the unexpected.
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