Dr.Dre ft. Snoop Dogg - Still Dre (official)
- Durée: 4:51
- Notation: 4.88 (218 votes)
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- 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.
Payaso "You Got Your Fools Mixed Up" (Oldie Beat)
- Durée: 2:48
- Notation: 5.00 (10 votes)
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- Publié par: BrownPrider323
Thématique: brenton chicano fools gangster got latino mexican mixed oldie oldies payaso rap raza south sur sureno west wood x3 your
Here's a rola from Payaso's cd "Crusing Oldies Part 4 - Oldies Are Foever"
Mc Eiht ft. The Chill - You Can't See me /Uncensored/Lyrics
- Durée: 4:0
- Notation: 4.65 (46 votes)
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- Publié par: DawgVideos
Thématique: /Uncensored/Lyrics Can't Chill Eiht ft. Mc me old rap school See The You
WARNING: RECOMMENDED AGE TO WATCHING THIS VIDEO IS 16 Lyrics: Uh... geah... uh... Somebody Eihthype Eihthype..... Somebody Eihthype Eihthype..... Geah... to the westside 6....Cmon, Gee you can't get with the west EIHT: Step in the arena in 9-6 i'm kinda mean of felony case catcher no misdemenour mentality of a psychopath when i catch you dippin slip into this blood bath (geah) the 9 niggas ain't no joke so you gone bear witness, get this like the fuccin gun smoke it don't matter cuz i got you suspended fucc up your whole program your life ended the Tec 9 split up, i'ma get you unload these muthafuccin hollows till i hit you fuccin with my mind the wrong kind evil as fuck the glock goes buck... buck... buck... buck duck your head instead the scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death my glock goes up to fools wanna be me but them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me (c'mon uh geah) Chorus... EIHT: To be or not to be killed when you're fuckin with the Eiht, Bam and Chill (geah) specialize in the murder rappin Original Baby fuckin Gangsta streiht ass tappin i got that ass on cue you be dazed and confused tryin to figure out what we fix to do (whut tha fucc?) you best hit the ground (geah) these killin niggas be spittin up the K and don't be fuccin around i seen two niggas fall (geah) but wait Eiht got slugs for all of y'all Boom Bam picks the slack up (geah) for fools that's tryin to let off Chill gots the Mac up them killin niggas doin drive bys, lighten up yo' whole fuckin yard like fire flies Little Hawk'n Bird got my back G (that's rite) the glock goes up to them punk ass niggas don't wanna see me Chorus... THA CHILL: Now i remember back when we use to hit lil licks ever since thirteen i've been hittin the mean Joe Green big strap in my bacc pocket just in case a nigga wanted to act a fool i unlock it cock it peel his cap back run nigga ya best ta run, jog to the cluck, buckin on my way tossed the gun and now i'm rollin like ain't nuthin went on but i'm knowin i did that dirt so i'm knowin i can't go home shiiit just a little trip puffin on a little endo lay low servin the cluckers and clockin a couple of c-notes park around the corner from the spot uh cuz nigga we slangin rocks and the spot it got hot so i bails up the block with that gangsta strut rememba the po po hot with my Cavi in my butt stepped on the porch gave my nigga some dap hatin at the c-o-p's tryin to see these
Act A Fool - Ludacris
- Durée: 4:34
- Notation: 4.25 (8 votes)
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- Publié par: dsrttt100
Thématique: and cars fast furious rap
2 Fast 2 Furious soundtrack - Ludacris-Act A Fool
Immortal Technique - The 3rd World [With Lyrics !!!!]
- Durée: 4:6
- Notation: 4.90 (41 votes)
- Visites: 13585' favoriteCount='39
- Publié par: aqeel1992
Thématique: 3rd def DJ eminem Green hip-hop Immortal krs Lantern Middle mos one Passage Rap Technique the Third Underground World
THE 3RD WORLD Lyrics The third world mother fuckers I'm from where the gold and diamonds are raped from the earth, Right next to the slave castles where the water is cursed. From where police brutality is not half as nice, And makes the hood in America look like paradise. Compare to the aids infected Caribbean slum, African street were the past ports of American gun. From where they massecre people to try and keep them quiet. And spend the next twenty five years, trying to deny it. I'm from where they cut your hands off if you make a fist, And niggas don't coca cuz the job market doesn't exist. Except slave labor modern day companies store. And peace people don't ever, ever, ever come here no more. From where the bombs they used to drop on Vietnam, Kill us children born deformed eight months before they born. I'm from where they lost the true meaning of the Qur'an, Because heroin is not compatible with Islam. And niggas know that we'll blow that pope seed anyway, Because that fool parachuting does not come everyday. I'm from where people pray to they gods of they conquerors and practically, Every presidential money longerer. I'm from the only place democracy is acceptable, Is if America candidate is electable. And they might even have a black president, but he's useless, Cuz he does not control the economy stupid! Lock and load you gun, where I'm from, the third world son, Been to many places but I'm third world born. Guerrillas hit and run where I'm from, the third world son. You polluted everything, now the third worlds gone. The waters poisoned where I'm from. the third world son, Seven hundred children die by the end of this song. Revolution come where I'm from, the third world son. Constant occupation, leaves the third world drone. I'm from where they catholic churches don't raise this shit, They helped Europe and America rape this bitch. They pray to white spaniel Jesus, who's face is this. But never talk about the black culture gelasius. I'm from where soviet weapons still decide elections. Military is like the mafia, you pay for protection. Cattle like sex toys, is what the country sells, And rich white businessmen make the best clientele. I'm from where they too pussy to come film survivor . And they murder coca cola union organizers. I'm from where the justice system is esta podrido, Fuck government niggas, politic over perico, rebelde concido, enterado vivo, como otro argentino desparecido, The tricolores don't apply to the CIA, And mother fuckers make sneakers for a quarter a day, I'm from where they overthrow democratic leaders, Not for the people, but for the wall street journal readers, From where blacks, indigenous people and Asians, Where once slaves of the Caucasians, And it's amazing how they trained them, To be racist against themselves in the place they was raised in, You kept us caged in, destroyed our culture, and said that you civilized us, Raped our women and when we born you despised us, Gentrified us agent provocateurs divide us, And crucified every revolutionary messiah. So I'ma start a global riot, That not even your fake, anti-communist dictators can keep keep quiet, Fuck your charity medicine tryna murder me, The immunizations you gave us were full of mercury. So now I see the third world like a rap game soldier, Nationalize the industry and take it over. Tracklist Of The 3rd World 1. Death March (featuring Dj Green Lantern) 2. That's What It Is 3. Golpe De Estado (featuring Veneno & Temperamento) 4. Harlem Renaissance 5. Lick Shots (featuring Chino XL, Crooked I) 6. Interlude 7. The 3rd World 8. Hollywood Driveby (featuring Psycho Realm & Street Platoon) 9. Watchout (RMX) 10. Reverse Pimpology (featuring Mojo) 11. Open Your Eyes 12. The Payback (featuring Diabolic & Ras Kass) 13. Adios Uncle Tom-Skit 14. Stronghold Grip (featuring Poison Pen & Swave Sevah) 15. Mistakes 16. Out on Parole 17. Crimes of the Heart (featuring Maya Azucena) **Bonus track (R.O.T.C. featuring J.Arch & Da Circle)
Snoop Dogg feat. W.C "Hell yeah"
- Durée: 3:58
- Notation: 4.88 (33 votes)
- Visites: 12052' favoriteCount='56
- Publié par: 56deci
Thématique: austin beach best cold dogg hell hip-hop long lyrics of rap snoop steve stone theme w.c yeah
Comment, a´ight? Here´s the lyrics: [Snoop] Yeah, ha ha, Snoop Dogg [W.C.] Dub C.. heh, yeah [Snoop] All up in here, bay-bay.. yeah [W.C.] Uh-huh [Snoop] Straight G thang, yeah [W.C.] Code of the night is droppin these thangs on your dome Hittin up my enemies, mad doggin em with a heart full of stone BLAM BLAM! Kickin yo' door down, throwdown, dirty and low down It's bout to go down, who ready for the showdown? Which one of y'all wanna be the first to get tossed in the tussle Buckle, choked up by these muscles and, taste these knuckles Lost I'm runnin em all, haters I'm gunnin em all Tricks I done done em all then I ain't go no love for none of y'all I'm comin through like a Brougham, givin it up with both hands Slaughterin your whole fam, rippin up the program Total chaos, deadly as snake eyes, so cain't none of you bustaz hurt me - fool I'm a G with no mercy [Snoop Dogg] When I say, "Hell" - you say, "Yeah" (c'mon) Hell - yeah (c'mon) hell - YEAH (c'mon) Hell - YEAH! (everybody c'mon) hell - YEAH! (everybody-body) Hell - YEAH! (c'mon, c'mon) Hell - yeah (ha ha) If you down with these hits say HELL YEAH If you came to get busy say HELL YEAH If you like what you see say HELL YEAH If you down with me, say HELL YEAH If you like what you see say HELL YEAH If you came to get busy say HELL YEAH If you down with 'Stone Cold' say HELL YEAH Party people in the house say HELL YEAH [W.C.] Gettin my bail on, swell on, far from a rookie I SPIT in your face and look at ya dare ya to say somethin to me Temper tantrum, smash random, quick to put you in a casket The fool that run up is that fool to get his ass kicked you the ones, it's an open invitation These ass-kickins I'm dishin they got no discrimination Patience, long gone, I'ma, chalkin em off Walkin up bombin on sight cause I'm through talkin to y'all Hands up loc I'm lit up, fed up, ready to bust, shakin em up Wettin em up, slangin these knuckles cameras I'm gettin em up Raised on the turf where we, slay for the turf And I'm the realest rider to walk the, face of this Earth Strapped you best to be, ain't no standin next to me Checkin me, thought I warned you cowards about testin me Pressin me, see the game of pain, yo I'ma plug it I'm so rugged -- shhhh, I'm cold blooded Yeah, y'all know what time it is Y'all know how it's goin down No surrender no retreat no takedown Beanie Mac cookin up the track That's right, Snoop Dogg and Dub-C ridin in the back Make sure y'all know what time it is Huh huh, yeah, we gon' make this happen for everybody out there, the heat bangers, and headbangers Check this out - what's crackin homey? [Snoop] All up in this be-i-itch!
Cincinnati Bengals Fear Da Tiger music video
- Durée: 3:40
- Notation: 4.68 (183 votes)
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- Publié par: grecian
Thématique: Bengals Cincinnati music video
Bootsy Collins introduces "Who Dey" into music video land. Just because it's posted doesn't mean I like it.
Illmaculate vs Thesaurus
- Durée: 7:25
- Notation: 4.84 (99 votes)
- Visites: 29011' favoriteCount='220
- Publié par: AWiseFool
Thématique: Championships Fight Illmaculate Jam Jumpoff Klub Rap Scribble TheSaurus World
The winners of the WRC face off..
Lil Wayne ft. Jay-Z - Mr. Carter (Alternate Version Remix)
- Durée: 5:6
- Notation: 4.82 (28 votes)
- Visites: 15790' favoriteCount='58
- Publié par: ycopy3
Thématique: 2nd alternate carter dj ft. hip-hop jay jay-z jayz khaled lil mr. rap remix unreleased version wayne weezy
Newest unreleased version of Mr. Carter Lyrics: Yo--- this right here is just crazy. I feel big... Not big in the sense of weight Ya know what I mean? Like gaining weight nothing like that Like colossal.haaaa I heard you were lookin for me (Chorus) Hey Mr.Carter (hello) Tell me where have you been (you know) Cuase they've been asking me They've been searching They've been wondering why. Hey Mr.Carter (They know) Tell me where have you been (shit) Cuase they've been asking me They've been searching They've been wondering why. (Verse 1 Lil' Wayne) To you forever from me to you I heard somebody say judge I'ma need a suit I'ma need a coupe I wont need a roof. Fly in da beetle-juice beetle-juice beetle-juice I got the flow tryna see the roof Didn't bulletproof so I got shot you can see the proof (see the proof) Blind eyes can look at me and see the truth I wonder if stevie do? But I'ma leave it to god Not to me or you. Cause I am a murderer Cause I got summer hatin on me Cause I'm hotter than the sun Got Spring hatin on me Cuase I never sprung Winter Hatin on me Cause I'm colder than y'all But I will never I will never I will never fall. I'm being hated by the season So f**k y'all hatin for no reason. (Chorus) Hey Mr.Carter (I am him) Tell me where have you been (around the world and I'm back again) Cuase they've been asking me (Who's been asking about me) They've been searching They've been wondering why. Hey Mr.Carter (I am him) Tell me where have you been (around the world and I'm back again) Cuase they've been asking me (Who's been asking about me) They've been searching They've been wondering why. (Verse 2 Lil' Wayne) I've been in and out the bank bitch While y'all ass-hole niggas been on the same shit. I flush yeah it go down the drain quick 2 words you never hear "Wayne quit" Cause Wayne win And they loose I call them April babies Cause they fools And when they snooze We up Feet up Like a paraplegic A paraplegic I parallel park A red and yellow van old school Atlanta Hawk Like I'm from tally park but I'm from halley drove Now all my bloods scream (ba-da-du-ba-da-da) I know my roab I play it well and I wear it well on my leiber scale. I suck a pussy f**k a pussy Leave it (WEEEELLLLLLLLLLL) (Chorus) Hey Mr.Carter (I am him) Tell me where have you been (around the world and I'm back again) Cuase they've been asking me (Who's been asking about me) They've been wondering why. Hey Mr.Carter (I am him) Tell me where have you been (around the world and I'm back again) Cuase they've been asking me (Who's been asking about me) They've been wondering why. (incase you been wonderin why?) (Verse 3 Jay-Z) Shit here in my chair (my chair) With my crown and my dear Queen B my share might time With my heir young carter Go farther go further Go Harder Is that not why we came? And if not then why bother? Show no mercy in Marcey At last so far from being the bastard That marcey had fathered. Now my name's being mentioned with the martyrs With the Biggies and the Pac's And the Marley's and the Marcus' Garby got me the marlietail cocktail Flow even if you box well you cant stop the blow Baboom the roc boy in the room The dough boy just came off the spoon Also I'm so fly I'm on auto-pilot But guys just stair at my wardrobe I see Euros that's right plural I took so much change from this rap game It's your go. (Verse 4 Lil Wayne) Hey Mr.Carter (It's my go) Yeah And I'ma go so opposite of so soft Off the richter Hector come at yo man ran Into savage far from average Above status quo flo so bro I know I ride slow I tell ma man to stop bringing up my past And next time you mention Pac Biggie and Jay-Z don't forget Wheezy Baby (Chorus) Hey Mr.Carter (A-men) Tell me where have you been (yo) Cuase they've been asking me They've been searching They've been wondering why. Hey Mr.Carter (Hey man) Tell me where have you been (HOVA) Cuase they've been asking me (Wheezy) They've been searching They've been wondering why. (Baby) Chrous to end Jay-Z and Lil wayne Lil Wayne ft. Jay-Z - Mr. Carter (Alternate Version Remix) Lil Wayne ft. Jay-Z - Mr. Carter (Alternate Version Remix)Video & Lyrics Lil Wayne ft. Jay-Z - Mr. Carter ( New Alternate Version Remix) Lil Wayne ft. Jay-Z - Mr. Carter (Alternate Version Remix) [Video & Lyrics] New!!! lil wayne ft. jay-z mr. carter jayz jay alternate version remix unreleased 2nd weezy rap hip-hop dj khaled
John Cena - Bad, Bad Man
- Durée: 3:32
- Notation: 4.76 (75 votes)
- Visites: 25199' favoriteCount='92
- Publié par: dflwsharpshooter
Thématique: Bad Bumpy Can't Cena Chain Foxxx Freddie Gang hip-hop John KnucklesTha Man Me Music rap See Trademarc WWE You
John Cena - Bad, Bad Man From: Album: You Can't See Me **If you know of anything else that this song is from (games, movies, etc.) just let me know so I can add it to the From list** I will not be uploading any music videos, but if you have a certain song that you want to request leave me a comment on my page or send me a message!! Lyrics: [John Cena] Aww, you done did it now Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man! They not ready - they don't know what's comin man! Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS! Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones You can't help but nod your head to the track Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker Everything that I be spittin is strong After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN [Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles] With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man [Tha Trademarc] We devils - rockin ambient levels We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals And cats got one-liners, I drop several And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle I rip rappers and take responsibility for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date and ride beats, creep through side streets Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak Punchlines - man, don't even beg I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote I flood tracks like cracks in boats And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat [Chorus] [Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx] TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a beast MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson Fightin in his prime, one rhyme And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw Your face is a coat type raw And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you I'm a bad, bad man Yeah, check it out It's Bumpy Knuckles baby And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON! **All negative and vulgar comments WILL be deleted, so don't waste your time posting them!!**
Girlicious - Liar Liar (w/ lyrics) + download
- Durée: 3:40
- Notation: 4.98 (49 votes)
- Visites: 31782' favoriteCount='196
- Publié par: ObsessedWitTwilight
Thématique: (w/ download Girlicious Liar lyrics)
Girlicious - Liar Liar SUPPORT GIRLICIOUS 4EVER!! get their CD!! Lyrics:: Cause I gotta player my hands I got a real jabber on my hands I got a faker on my hands Got a good liar on my hands [Flo Rida rap] hey shawty why you aint tell me you need the soap flo rida i'll supply ya we selling tops dont ya know i do for you what i do for them girls that be getting low low low low dirty episodes girl i gotta write them plans spent fifty grand to get to know me i can get that liar off your hands cause i tell you what baby we poppin rubber bands lil mama i am the man tell me what you sayin [Chrystina] Everybody gets Gets a fair try You alright with me Till you tell a lie From the top you seem Like a differant type of guy Did your own thing I gave it a try Then you [Natalie] Told me you were catching feelings Kind of unusual Normally you don't Let no women Ever see this side of you And I'll admit You had me going Thinking that this was the move Until I seen that girl all on you Kissing you Now your bridge is burned [Chyrstina] (Uh huh u huh) I guess I was wrong about him (Uh huh uh huh) It looks like now I gotta a problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta a bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil liar on my hands [Nichole] I told my girls I wouldn't trip I'm gonna stay calm I'll just wait till later Then give him a call Now he's trying to convince me That I didn't see what I saw You're all on the defense 'Cause you know you just broke the law Now you're [Tiffanie] Tellin me your all about me And no other girl will do But boy one thing about me is I ain't a fool But I'll admit you had me going Thinking that this was the move Until I seen that girl all on you Kissing you Now your bridge is burned [Chyrstina] (Uh huh u huh) I guess I was wrong about him (Uh huh uh huh) It looks like now I gotta a problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta a bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil liar on my hands [Flo Rida] Drop it to the floor Oh yeh you got it right this time You got a player on your hands But if its to hot for ya Drop it to the floor [Girlicous] Watcha know about Being up in the club With a another girl Gettin caught up You know ur gonna pay Ya gotta plead your case I'm coming your way What you gonna say [Flo Rida rap] i dont like her i just show love i promise i dont drink i sip a lil bub i pormise i dont party i just go to clubs i promise ill smoke that cush roll it up liar liar pants on fire flo rida in the hot seat one man choir iam all about them caz she told me go rida tearing up the bed but i be a scuba diver [Chyrstina] (Uh huh u huh) I guess I was wrong about him (Uh huh uh huh) It looks like now I gotta a problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta a bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil liar on my hands (Drop it to the floor) [Girlicous] Watcha know about Being up in the club With a another girl Gettin caught up You know ur gonna pay Ya gotta plead your case I'm coming your way What you gonna say download link - http://www.zshare.net/audio/1693195215cdb2b1/ i don't own this link, credict goes to girliciousgal08. NOTE: IF YOU DONT LIKE HOW THE PICTURE SPINS, IGNORE IT OR DONT WATCH MY VIDEOS AT ALL. anyways, the point of this vid was the lyrics so if ur looking at the lyrics, why would you be lookin' at the pic?
Jay Z 99 Problems
- Durée: 4:21
- Notation: 4.50 (16 votes)
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- 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
Hip Hop Dare: The Set-Up
- Durée: 1:30
- Notation: 3.03 (69 votes)
- Visites: 11205' favoriteCount='5
- Publié par: garronsdares
Thématique: blag bling challenge dare dares funny garron garron's garronsdares hiphop MC music nationalyearofreading prank rap read reading stuff video
Read up & post info as a comment under my video to help me do the dare. Who are the best rappers? What clothes do they wear? What are some hip hop dance moves? How do rappers speak? What is the history of Hip Hop? Subscribe for a reminder to see the dare on November 27th.
Olides=Riding Low
- Durée: 4:16
- Notation: 4.63 (27 votes)
- Visites: 14661' favoriteCount='119
- Publié par: covatous187
Thématique: 13 eme nazis niggers nortenos rap sur sureno
some of this old shit fool check it out
Usher Beyonce Lil Wayne - Love In The Club Part 2 II LYRICS
- Durée: 5:23
- Notation: 4.81 (335 votes)
- Visites: 264334' favoriteCount='732
- Publié par: TheRichBoyOnline
Thématique: Beyonce cash Club cool hip-hop hit hot II in Lil Love lyrics money Part r&b rap records sexy song this Usher Wayne
http://www.TheRichBoy.com/usher ... New Hot Remix by Usher Featuring Beyonce and Lil Wayne - Love In This Club Part 2 II (2008) Complete Unedited Lyrics: Yeah...yeah Usher.... Queen B, yeah I'm the King, ...y'all know that She the Queen, ...came right back OH, Remix! Now, babygirl, there ain't nothing more that I can say You know by now I want it more than anything If I walk away and just let you leave You'll be stuck in my head like a melody I know you want it, but I'm hesitating You must be crazy- I got a man, you got a 'lady' I know!-- We here together, so this must be something special Cause, you could be anywhere you wanted But you decided to be here with me No coincidence, it was meant to be Don't be shy, gon' let ya boy get in So you can tell all of your friends you was on the remix, like... (CHORUS) In this club In this club Ladies, can i put this love up on you one time? If you ain't scared, say whassup... In this club In this club They can keep watchin', I ain't stoppin' Baby, i don't give a.... In this club In this club Ladies, can i put this love up on you one time? If you ain't scared, say whassup In this club In this club They can keep watchin' Baby i don't give a....in this club Baby, you know I'd be down But we can't have all these people staring, standing around This right here is only for your eyes to see But you getting carried away, saying 'we can do it wherever'... The way you're touching me like no other (I'ma make you feel insane...) You're trying your hardest to make me give in But i'ma be down to give you what you want, and if you keep it up I strongly doubt this velvet rope would hold me up And I don't want security rollin' up on us (I got you...) I'm not hesitating, I just don't wanna rush Cause you could be anywhere you wanted But you decided to be here with me No coincidence, it was meant to be I guess if I mess around i'll let you get in You gon' tell all of your friends you was on this remix, like (CHORUS) (Lil'Wayne Rap) Shawty want a thug It started with a hug And the rest went like this I gave her neck a kissy-kiss She gave my neck a kiss back I said 'we could do it like a stack I mean- we could do it like a G' On the couch in VIP Shawty, we could get it on I'm like 'shout out to the DJ for playing this song' Girl, we could act like two damn fools Have everybody think we doin' everything smooth Call me so I can make your juicy feeling In the bathroom and you could be my secret lover girl And it started with a hug and now we making love in this club And we're not gonna stop just because The people in the crowd are watching us Cause we don't give a damn what they say This is the remix, baby Come a little closer Let Daddy put it on ya Need you to know what happens here stays here And I'm ready and willing Mama's got to go Got you standin' at attention-- keep it on the low Ain't nobody watching Don't worry, they can't see us I know I got you hot, now let me in... In the club, or the car Wherever you are Run and tell the DJ 'run it back on replay'... In this club In this club Fellas, can I put this love up on you one time If you ain't scared, say whassup... In this club In this club They can keep watchin', I'm not stoppin' Baby i don't give a.... Now run and tell all of your friends, "You gotta hear this remix", like... King and Queen, y'all know Ooh... If we make love in this club, in this club, in this club.... Nobody will know, baby... I'm Rich. You're Not. Learn Why. http://www.TheRichBoy.com/usher
Wu-Tang Clan-Visionz
- Durée: 3:10
- Notation: 4.98 (66 votes)
- Visites: 39682' favoriteCount='186
- Publié par: UTWuTangClan
Thématique: 1998 man method rap raw real tang visionz wu
Wu-Tang Clan "Visionz" 1998 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] [Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what Slang killin it, touched You feelin it, in your bloodstream deadly venemous elixir Hammer like Sledge that be Sister All and together now, follow me, the Mista Meth Candyman, farewell to the flesh Death come, in the scripture, two-thousand one Bring the rap arma-gedde-on, let it be known When you walk up in this Dead Zone wit all that wack shit, now you know you dead wrong, one thousand lashes [Raekwon the Chef] Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap cleanse that The kids rank, snatch collars off, while ridin off Float boat big boys, Oakland A's stashed away blades Ventilation let the sharks, ani-maze Somethin sheist like, seven butcher knives, rollin Rover style twice, finger itchy like lice hair fell out somethin to conquer, stomp ya like that cat Blanca Toy Tonka truck ten carat on ya monsta Ring Rocky like fuck switch sides like water rides The DAT bubble life preserve the other guys Now FUCK Y'ALL act wilda The style wilda than a praying mantis Chillin like [*long inhale*] [Masta Killa] As my brothers and I reign rebellious, changin the courses of time, devils no longer exist as God Cypher Divine, all minds one no question Now check it... Perhaps we can go through Lessons Or might SHOT me a pussy protestin Comin with that lip professin, you must take Allah for fool, where's his Jewel Was he usin Mathematics as a tool? Tell me, the struggle is God and I came to build Shit is so real, inside you distilled Back in the form of mist You wishin you did the Knowledge before speakin Seekin, where you went wrong And why would I bring you such physical harm? [Inspectah Deck] Yo, mind arson, my squadren, surround the Sound-Garden Guns for hire plus you under fire and a target Sniper in the cypher, I, Pied Piper Move the housing by the thousand, I watched out the Chrysler Bombs strike ya like the mighty Thor, blast the door Recite a page like a tidal wave, past the shore Two pulls, I'm wild like mechanical bulls Pack a full house, it's girls night out, pull a hairful Heavenly laced, stimulation make you feel slow paced I motivate and await my sober state [Ghostface Killah] Magnificent, heavenly the God stay bent Five Percent Range whippin soul controller of the lynch Mackin phone rings, Stephen King trauma down at Danzine My mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazine Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annual Moses lost his sandal, hidin the manual Blow the vandal buggin off of Bon Jovi hits Grammer lo-ve, famous murder weapon was a trophy Seize posin in Oshkosh, guzzle cries Sabotage massage rap bandit at large Wolverine Carnation Milk, Wu denim jeans Thurston Howell the Third kid's back on the scene Call it chopped meat, cause every word is choppy My logic crunch all crows to death, Kobiyashi couldn't stop me Gettin caught up in my world, Haagen-Daaz world Backflip and then twirl, cave your whole world in [*gun blast*]
Scarface - Mr. Scarface
- Durée: 5:30
- Notation: 4.83 (24 votes)
- Visites: 12801' favoriteCount='55
- Publié par: DaClassicz
Thématique: Back Bill Boys Bushwick Geto Greatest hip-hop Hits Is Mr rap Scarface Willie
Greatest Hits Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends And Mr. Mr. Scarface went up the block again (All I have in this world, all I have in this world All I have, all I have, all I have in this world) Ahh yeah, hah Mr. Scarface is back in the motherfuckin house once again! Yea, droppin some of that new Mr. Scarface Two, on your motherfuckin ass So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich Or something, bitch Verse One: I don't give a FUCK about the chatter in the background Niggaz get beat when they step this is axe down If you don't know, I recommend you check And ask them motherfuckers, how many heads I put to rest I play a game but the game ain't roulette Slangin cane is the thang and I beat That there's a lot of wannabe Scarfaces I've heard the name in ninety-nine different places I'm here to squash it all original will speak Scarface on your ass from the streets I left my cut, in fear of a prison term They wanna put me in a chair and let me burn But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp So I broke and left behind all I worked for Either that or be sentenced for a drug war And many want to know why I've slowed up It's either that or get fucked Cause laws get happy on the trigger Say fuck it put a cap in a nigga But this ass ain't made for no caps homey This ass says 'Exit Only' So I get in the wind but hey A nigga still sold a quarter everyday I sat around for six months black Waitin for the day to make a comeback And now I'm ready for combat Mr. Scarface is back Chorus: repeat 2X Verse Two: Aiyyo Bido, drop that shit Yeah, heh heh Back in the South Park, six o'clock on the dot Checkin on my old rock spot I seen the same old set Heh, the small timers see me so they jet Buildin one-twenty-eight I got myself a bag and I can't wait To cut em up small to make a profit Niggaz on the cut short stop it Fiends'll see em small then they go Where, to see the motherfuckin pro One nigga got pissed And started reachin for his shit Three-fifty-seven on your ass fool Like I said before, you don't get a second chance dude Unloaded on his ass he was hurt Six shots put his dick in the dirt Laid him out like a motherfuckin rug Gettin pumped full of thirty-eight slugs Some other niggaz stepped out y'all Aww shit, I had to make a phone call Hello? Hay Jay Whassup? I'm in a little trouble man Where you at? I'm out here in South Park Village Stay right there, I'll be right on C'mon let's take these motherfucers to war main Jay called up some niggaz from the 5th Ward And came back with a motherfuckin hit squad Motherfuckin uzi machine Big Chief packed an M-16 Will and AK with a banana clip And little Bill had a god damn pistol grip I hit a little laugh and got me a buzz And that's about the time they got drugged One more war took place You can call me the shit started, or call me Mr. Scarface Chorus Verse Three: Damn, check this shit out Later on, all alone, you know what happened next Another bitch came by to give me sex It was kind of strange I was thrown off The last bitch got her head blown off But fuck I ain'tsta pass up no pooty She started strippin at the door, oh goody I got in that ass with the quickness Fuckin her down with the diznick I didn't have to pretend I loved her All she wanted me to do was just fuck her So I gave it up to the lady And all she said was 'Fuck me baby, fuck me baby' I started stroking in an outrage The whole while I was starin at my twelve gauge The bitch was makin noise I said I'm killin her And all the while my dick was hard and he was still in her I made a nut as she fell to the floor I heard a knock on the front door I grabbed the twelve gauge from the bed head Who is it? (Fred) Who? Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door By that time someone jumped in the window Now what the fuck was I do? *bam bam bam* The bitch packed a twenty-two Hit him in his head, there she laid him The nigga standin by the door I sprayed him *automatic fires* And headed for the back I seen that same old brown cadillac It kinda fucked me up at first Cause the nigga that drove that caddy rode away in a hearse I opened up fire on the ride G Who I was shootin for was standin right behind me I had a double barrel pointed at my ass Could this be the end of Mr. Brad? I don't know what happened to the slut Well that's about the time the closet door it opened up *kicked open* On your ass trick! I'll be damned if I go out like the last bitch! Heh, five-oh's on my ass main They know me by the face, but they don't know my last name Now I'm back on the case Yeah, just call me Mr. Scarface
Durrty Dav - Gaydar - Comedy Time
- Durée: 3:2
- Notation: 4.75 (85 votes)
- Visites: 20182' favoriteCount='93
- Publié par: ComedyTimeDir
Thématique: cash comedy comedytime dav durrty funny gay hiphop homosexuality jokes killa laugh music rap thuggery time
Could the gangsta rappers in Killa Cash Thuggery possibly be gay?
Free Style Screamo Rap
- Durée: 2:59
- Notation: 3.92 (103 votes)
- Visites: 16246' favoriteCount='118
- Publié par: relientflame92
Alright nigga. I use my Clorox detergent to wash my clothes daily. I put them in the wash with all my shirts and they look so shiny. So freakin shiny that I get all happy when I'm wearin my shiny clothes. Don't you wanna see me look all shiny with me and my shiny nose? Watch me with my shiny nose. (With Pepsi!) Watch me with my shiny nose. X2 I like the way my detergent smells. I like the idea of you burning in jell. (Yeah!) Don't you wanna see me clean? X2 (With his shiny nose?) I'm so fresh and I'm so anti-dirty. (Yeah!) Watch me. Clean my close and then wash them good. Watch me. Clean my close and then wash them good. I like to smell clean. X3 (Clorox is the best!) I like to smell clean (Tide is good too) So I'm going to smell clean and go to the mall. Go to the mall where I'm feeling really tall. I'm gonna go to the mall. Shop for clothes. Shop for clothes with my ugly little nose. (Yeah Jason!) I'm gonna go to the mall. See I'm cool? I'm gonna go to the mall instead of going to school. I'm gonna drop out and not be cool and not be smart and stuff like that. Cause I'm cool! (Cause I suck!) I like to be clean. (Ahhhhh!) I like to be clean. X2 I like to be clean with my laundry. (Shiny clothes!) I'm clean with my laundry you fool. (It's freakin off.) Huh? (It's friggen off.) No it's not. The light's still on dummy. Keep going. I'm clean you fool! (The oven's beeping. The oven is beeping!) Go fix the oven. Continue. There's pizza in the oven. X4 Pizza in the oven! X7 Alright I'm finished. My throat is broken. www.myspace.com/jasoneltorres
Goldfinger - Scheek Fool
- Durée: 3:50
- Notation: 4.23 (22 votes)
- Visites: 6496' favoriteCount='38
- Publié par: XratedMagician
Thématique: 80's 90's Bass Cheesy Dallas Early Fool Goldfinger Hip Hop Ice Lost Miami Rap Rare Scheek Ultrax Underground Vanilla
A Dallas Rapper who went by the stage name "Goldfinger", hit it big (somewhat) in the early 90's during the success of fellow hometown artist Vanilla Ice (from the Carrollton suburb). Tommy Quon, who founded and made millions for Vanilla Ice, signed Goldfinger on his label Ultrax in '91 or early '92 Scheek Fool was a one hit wonder and was featured on Goldfinger's album entitled, "This Beat Is for Freaks". This was around the time of the Miami Bass era, in which Dallas also played a significant role in that particular thriving rap scene. Goldfinger was living large for a while, until Tommy Quon supposedly screwed him over royalties and what not. He became broke and went back to living in the projects. Who knows what happened to him. He tried making a comeback in the mid-to-late 90's, but to no avail.
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