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♪ Sefyu - Senegalo Ruskov ♪ avec Samir Nasri & Mamadou Niang

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Thématique: avec  but  clip  france  goal  Mamadou  marseille  Nasri  Niang  om  Ruskov  Samir  Sefyu  Senegalo  ukraine 

Après avoir quitté le centre de formation d'Arsenal à cause d'une grave blessure, il commence une carrière de rappeur. Il apparait pour la première fois sur la compilation Sachons Dire Non II avec "la lutte libère", et a ensuite participé a plusieurs autres compilations (Pur Son Ghetto, Talents Fachés, etc.). Membre du groupe NCC (Natural Court Circuit) et du collectif G-8, il s'est fait connaître du grand public en collaborant avec Rohff sur l'album La Fierté des nôtres. Sa voix et sa personnalité lui vaudront de faire des featuring avec les plus grands noms du rap français tels que Rohff, Ritmo ou La K-Bine (pour les albums) mais aussi Passi, Sniper et Daddy Lord C (pour les prestations scéniques). Sefyu a également participé aux Francofolies de La Rochelle en 2001. En 2005, il sort son premier cd intitulé « Molotov 4 » et mixé par Kore et Skalp. Le succès est au rendez-vous et Sefyu parvient à se faire une place dans le milieu fermé du rap français. En avril 2006, Sefyu sort son premier album avec 18 titres aux textes combatifs. Le style particulier de Sefyu se caractérise par sa voix sombre mais surtout par ses expressions que l'on retrouve dans pas mal de ses morceaux: "Crrr!", "Senegalo Ruskov", "Crouille", "Serrrrrfyu!", "Bollos", "Herrrgh!, "Senegalo Ruskov Molotof", "ou"Ruskov Molotov". Une autre de ses caractéristiques est de ne jamais montrer son visage, souvent caché par sa capuche ou par un masque... Visage qu'il cache par respect pour ceux qui peinent à se faire connaitre et pour prouver que l'on peut faire de la bonne musique tout en restant dans l'ombre, mais aussi car son père refusait de voir son fils rentrer dans le monde du rap, depuis il a gardé cette image de visage masqué. Mamadou Niang est un joueur de football sénégalais né le 13 octobre 1979 à Matam (Sénégal). Il est connu pour son activité incessante et une combativité de tous les instants. Mamadou Niang se destine très tôt au football. Mais sa vie aurait pu être toute autre car après deux saisons peu fructueuses au centre de formation du Le Havre AC, il décide tout simplement de mettre un terme à sa carrière à seulement 18 ans. Un an plus tard, après une saison en DH à Saint-André-les-Vergers, Alain Perrin, alors entraîneur de ES Troyes AC, conseillé par Carlos Lopez, ancien entraîneur de Niang au Havre, le relance et lui demande d'intégrer son groupe. Après une saison passée en CFA, il rejoint l'équipe première durant l'exercice 2000/2001, mais peine à s'imposer. Niang ne fait que 10 apparitions en Ligue 1, toutes venues du banc, et n'inscrit que 2 buts. Devenu titulaire au cours de la saison suivante, il dispute 17 matchs mais ne marquera qu'à 3 reprises. Nasri joue dans son quartier (la Gavotte Peyret) de Marseille. Sollicité par son entourage pour aller jouer en club, ses parents décidèrent de lui faire signer sa première licence au sein du club des Pennes Mirabeau à l'âge de 9 ans. Il y joua 2 saisons puis est remarqué par les recruteurs de l'Olympique de Marseille qui à cette époque étaient M. Freddy Assolen et M. Roger Giovanni. Après consultation et accord des parents, Samir prit la direction du club phocéen. Son évolution l'amena à jouer respectivement, au fur et à mesure des années, en catégorie benjamin, moins de 13 ans Ligue, moins de 15 ans Ligue, moins de 16 ans Nationaux et moins de 18 ans Nationaux. Pendant ces années, le jeune Samir Nasri remporta différents titres et coupes tels que le Championnat de Provence, la coupe de Provence et les plus célèbres coupes chez les « minots » (GARRAU, PONS), sans oublier le championnat de France des moins de 14 ans au sein de la ligue Méditerranée. Suite au Championnat des ligues de France, Nasri fut sélectionné en équipe de France des moins de 16 ans, puis l'année suivante chez les moins de 17 ans avec qui il devient Champion d'Europe de la catégorie (premier titre de la France dans cette catégorie), en marquant le but victorieux. Il fut élu meilleur joueur du tournoi.

Rohff - La fierté des nôtres

  • Durée: 3:33
  • Notation: 4.91 (102 votes)
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  • Publié par: Komball54

Thématique: 94  De  des  fierté  Français  Intro  La  Marne  nôtres  Rap  Roh2f  Rohff  Val  Vitry 

Tu peux r'marcher la tête haute préviens tes apôtres Rohff de retour c'est la fierté des notres Ceux qu'on voit peu ont toujours la cote Rohff de retour c'est la fierté des notres Il s'trouve que les votres ont la famille chez les notres Rohff de retour c'est la fierté des notres Jamais dans la mode toujours se démarquer des autres Rohff de retour c'est la fierté des notres J'fais mon entrer au port du rap comme le Queen Mary Succession de drame de quoi faire chialer Mary J J'suis monstrueux comme Mauresmo Amélie C'est l'son que j'merite comme Tony Parker en départ en Amérique Tu t'prend pour moi c'est pas pé-pom comme Hillary J'suis inquiétant comme un ennemi a ton mariage devant la mairie J'viens faire progresser la musique Faire passer le message prendre mon fric pour construire mon Afrique J'suis pas d'ces rappeurs excentriques qui sucent le jack qui font leur vedette en boite bouteille tass a leur table stop J'arrive du bled la vie m'a mit une claque Ils ont dit que d'la merde t'es égaré tu joues les mac J'sais c'est quoi la misère y'en a qui on vécu pire Alors j'vais pas dramatiser j'espère clamser sans souffrir Même une balle dans la tête f'rait l'affaire j'ai pas peur Pourquoi s'mentir d'une manière ou d'une autre arrive ton heure J'ai la gamberge je les J'suis v'nu aiguiser les angles J'vais t'faire super mal Ah ouais j'vais t'arracher les ongles Strangulation d'mc c'est la prise de l'ourse J'veux pas perdre mon calibre pour cause c'est ta mère qui rembourse C'est chaudard comme une promenade qui t'course J'veux être commercial comme 2Pac être coté en bourse Rien a foutre moi c'est pas les jaloux qui m'font les courses On m'dit ne pas calculer ceux qui parlent ouais mais j'les baise tous Les mecs qu'apprécient Rohff ils savent pourquoi J'suis juste un vaillant pas rappeur qui s'prend pour un you-voi Les anciens m'ramenent leur nièce pour que j'leur signe des dédicaces Ils s'en foutent du rap eux ça leur fait plaisir rlass C'est R-O-H-2-F mc tu peux pas m'test moi j'parle jamais dans l'zef le rap français est pris de vitesse (X2) Moi j'ai rien hériter ma cote de popularité ne peux en aucun hériter ma personnalité C'qui m'arrivais bien ou de mal c'était mérité J'assume une famille j'dois faire preuve de démérité J'suis déterminé, né pour dominer Numero uno même qu'on m'a pas nominé Toujours fidèle aux principes aux devises rétrospectives Me mettre a snifer comme toi c'est pas dans mes perspectives J'suis incorruptible influençable toujours sportif Pour tous ces gens qui m'soutienne comme un soutif Comme le periph j'encercle Paris sous les bombes succombe sous les décombres sur mille kilomètre a la ronde Rap de mot rashun négro tu parles comme un colon Me rabaisser à ton niveau c'est marcher a reculons Fais peter l'son si ta place les ch mon marteau est un pilon La basse fracasse la caisse t'égorge sur l'accordéon Tu rejoins la pédale comme Marcel au micro ça harcèle Pour mes potos de Marseille, Garges Sarcelles ewah Tout les Comoriens d'dunkerque La Courneuve, La famille des Haut de Seine au 20 eme et 19 J'lâche un cocktail de rimes molotof une putain d'raffale de balles faux kalachnikov 2004 tu peux toujours pas test Rohff annonce le retour du très célèbre Catastrohff Mon son est lourd comme un cadavre srab bien grave a travers le baf j'te mes des baffes A travers les bafs j'te met des ... j'te met des ... encore une ...

Soprano - Tant que Dieu [Remix]

  • Durée: 4:43
  • Notation: 4.93 (56 votes)
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  • Publié par: Komball54

Thématique: 13  [Remix]  Dieu  feat  Français  Marseille  Mino  que  Rap  Soprano  Tant 

Stop. J'n'ai appris qu'à perdre, qu'à mettre les mains dans la merde Qu'à n'être rien dans ma tête, qu'à faire la guerre qu'à mes frères Qu'à voir ma mère dans les dettes, qu'ils aillent se faire mettre, mec, t'inquiêtes Le petit nègre sera riche avant qu'on l'enterre J'n'ai qu'un seul maître, qu'un seul modèle, pour être loin de votre matériel Et prêt de l'amour maternel, moi ma guerre à l'heure où on te parle qu'en modem, C'est niquer le système où on t'apprend à vivre au singulier mais plus au pluriel Plus rien sur terre m'attire, on s'écoute que quand ça tire La colombe ici s'enterre et les corbeaux s'en tirent La paix est une cause militaire qui sauve des vies pétrolières Car je ne vois tomber que des missiles de leur canadair Entre crises alimentaires et bavures policières Normal qu'avec tous ces poulets, les blocks aient la grippe aviaire J'déteste Marine comme Diam's mais encore pire son père Car j'suis Tookie Williams et lui Schwarzenegger Aujourd'hui ils nous parlent tous des bienfaits des colonies Dès qu'on leur dit qu'on est français, ils nous disent d'arrêter nos calomnies Ils nous ont mis loin de leur économie et puis s'étonnent que nos petits ne veulent que le RMI He ouais l'ami, j'rappe comme un coup d'gun venu de ces coups d'gueule Où les paliers sont des plateaux télé de Jerry Springer Un rap qui vient du cœur, un rap de prolétaire, Dis toi qu'pour eux j'serai au rap c'que Bruel est au pocker REFRAIN X2 Tant que Dieu me donne la chance de vivre, Tant que Dieu me donne la force d'être libre, J'rappe le ghetto mino: Le ghetto mon adversaire la rue est son amertume mon stylo a l' lair sincere souvent se serre la ceinture mon peuple a ses habitudes se la coule bien trop pépère la victoire dans l' aptitude les existences sont prequères On se retrouve a leur merci on souffre de leurs mépris le climat est délétère la population déprime tout le monde veut du dessert mais personne n'a d'appétit le courage est nécessaire on relève tout les defis la mauvaise immigration la mauvaise reputation la nouvelle génération chez nous on se tue au rap la mauvaise éducation les cris de singes dans les stades ils se posent plus de questions tous ca c' est la faute du rap aujourd hui ils nous parlent d'autonomie se foutent de nos avis jouent trop avec nos vie ne nous racontent que des conneries les politiques font leur appologie et nous racollent avec des idées HO!! écologie démagogie mon rap dans les starters s'en sortir dans le quart d' heure on cherche tous la réussite d'Hurricane et John Carter un rap qui vien du coeur un rap revolutionnaire enfermé dans un ghetto comme Scofield je me libère! REFRAIN X2 Tant que Dieu me donne la chance de vivre, Tant que Dieu me donne la force d'être libre, J'rappe le ghetto J' rappe pour que nos parents retournent au bled, yeah, Inch'a Allah pour la santé de nos frere, yeah, Inch'a Allah pour plus de colombes sur terre, yeah, Inch'a Allah,Inch'a Allah,Inch'a Allah,Inch'a Allah HéHo!! pour qu' en afrique on puisse bouffer, yeah, Inch'a Allah pour tous nos freres enfermé, yeah, Inch'a Allah pour que nos freres restes dans le Dine, yeah, Inch'a Allah, Inch'a Allah, Inch'a Allah HéHo!! donc.. REFRAIN X2 Tant que Dieu me donne la chance de vivre, Tant que Dieu me donne la force d'être libre, J'rappe le ghetto

La Fouine - L'unité

  • Durée: 3:57
  • Notation: 4.79 (113 votes)
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  • Publié par: Komball54

Thématique: 78  Fouine  Français  L'unité  La  Rap 

Oh oh oh, Yéh 'Cause we don't need more Jimmy Sissoko Revolution Yéh La La La La La Fouine Jimmy Sissoko and La Fouine in Unité Héhh C'est ça Yéh Le message c'est Unité Parce que dans nos mains ils ont placés des guns Unité Parce que dans des tours sont entassées nos reums Unité Parce que trop de nos frères purgent des longues peines Unité Parce que dans la merdes toujours les mêmes qui traînent Unité Parce qu'on est rien si l'ont ne s'unis pas Unité Car y en a trop qui souffrent dans l'anonymat Unité Unité Unité Unité Car y en a trop qui se cachent pour snifer Unité Pour enfin se rapprocher les uns des autres Unité Et qu'on arrête enfin de se rejeter la faute Unité Unité Unité Unité Ecoutez c'est juste une idée Unité Je réclame l'unité parce qu'ils nous ont Divisés pour mieux régner Je réclame L'unité Depuis toujours le même mot d'ordre Diviser pour mieux régner C'est ça L'unité, diviser pour mieux régner Parce qu'ils nous ont divisés, oubliés, séparés, Aux quatre coins du monde entier J'ai vue cette terre ce changer en continent, se changer en pays, se changer en ville gentiment Et puis ces barreaux qui ont fait de nous des détenus Ces chaînes qui ont fait de nous des esclaves aux regards toujours émus J'ai vu ma ville ce changer en quartier Diviser les petits blindés d'argent dotés d'une grande rivalité Les traditions cassent les couples d'horizons différents, Personne s'y fait, on continue à jouer même après le coup de sifflet C'est unité unité Chez moi les étrangers sont reçus avec un sourire, un vert de thé Et malheureusement, divisé divisé Toujours les mêmes images que l'ont nous donnent dans leur journal télévisé Et parfois les murs remplacent les frontières entre deux pays Parfois les uniformes de flics se changent en treillis C'est unité unité Sachez que contre la mort personne n'a l'immunité Unité Je réclame l'unité parce qu'ils nous ont Divisés pour mieux régner Je réclame L'unité Depuis toujours le même mot d'ordre Diviser pour mieux régner C'est ça L'unité, diviser pour mieux régner Parce qu'ils nous ont divisés, oubliés, séparés, Aux quatre coins du monde entier Love and peace and unity liberty All around the world inside misery Stop the violence and give a chance to every people Unity Give a little liberty Give a U N I T Y Yes unity Liberty U-N-I-T-Y Unité Je réclame l'unité parce qu'ils nous ont Divisés pour mieux régner Je réclame L'unité Je réclame l'unité parce qu'ils nous ont divisé pour mieux régner C'est ça L'unité, l'unité, diviser pour mieux régner ( Diviser...) Parce qu'ils nous ont divisés, oubliés, séparés, Aux quatre coins du monde entier Unité Je réclame l'unité parce qu'ils nous ont Divisés pour mieux régner Je réclame L'unité Je réclame l'unité parce qu'ils nous ont divisé pour mieux régner C'est ça L'unité yéh eh diviser pour mieux régner Divisé Parce qu'ils nous ont divisés, oubliés, séparés, Aux quatre coins du monde entier Love and peace and unity dream of liberty Love and peace and unity Give the same chance to all the people Love and peace and unity dream of liberty All around the world inside misery To all the people give a chance Two Thousand Four The original Jimmy Sissoko and La Fouine La La La La La La La La La Fouine C'est ça.....

50 Cent - I Don't Need Em

  • Durée: 3:12
  • Notation: 4.81 (281 votes)
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  • Publié par: ChasinDatPaper

Thématique: 50  animation  Banks  Boo  Buck  Cent  Curtis  Da  Deep  Dollar  Dr  Dre  Eminem  Fox  Future  G-Unit  Group  guns  Havoc  hip-hop  Hot  Jackson  Lloyd  Loc  Massacre  Mazaradi  Mobb  Music  Nyce  Of-A  platinum  Power  Prodigy  Queens  Queensbridge  rap  Rod  Spider  The  thisis50  Tony  UMG  Universal  video  Yayo  Young 

http://www.thisis50.com/ [Intro] Yeah It is what it is man Uh huh [Verse 1] Sirens flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started off a robbery, they blew half his face off They seen him shinin', course full of diamonds he bought Grindin', his foot slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin' The D's came through, asked the niggas if they knew what happened Somehow my name end up in anything that involves clappin' Detectives at my mama crib, they say they wanna question me They put me in a line up last time and they arrested me When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the recipe I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess with me I'm the neighborhood pusher, I move packs to make stacks A little weed, a little X, a little H, a little crack Figure, I push it to the limit, take this shit to the max Navy blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat Calm, in my palm, fully loaded fire arm First to let off, last to run, everytime its on [Chorus] I tell niggas to suck my dick Get the fuck out my face Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' [50 Cent] What, niggas yeah Is there a mothafuckin' problem nigga Oh yeah That's what I thought so, pussy [Verse 2] niggas be talkin' about me, they always callin' me crazy Fuck them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties Sayin' they gonna do me somethin', now you know thats a lie nigga you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly I'm rich, I still wake up with crime on my mind Queens nigga put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime When I say move, nigga move or get caught in the cross fire Up a fence runnin, cut my fuckin' hand on a barb wire Shits crazy, just a different day, its the same shit Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya whole fuckin' brain split They sit, they see me in the Ashton Martin What's the matter, they can't get that Hoopty started Thought they was grindin', well goddamn where that money at Thought you was fucked up, cause you was lettin' paper stack You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, you's a busta I don't trust ya, I shoulda sent niggas to touch ya [Chorus] I tell niggas to suck my dick Get the fuck out my face Cause I don't need 'em Cause they're never around When I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' [Outro] What? Who said they gonna do somethin' to me You must be out your rabbid ass mind Fuck around and kill one of these niggas

COLORS (Original)

  • Durée: 5:32
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  • Publié par: walkingonawireagain

Thématique: love  lovesong  original  song 

Song, inspired by and dedicated to my girl, mi niña,my Inmense Love, my Lady my White Panther, MI PANTERA BLANCA!! **(The Rap part I just made it up as the Song went on. I don't know exactly what Im saying...if anybody can help translate?? Sometimes theyre kind of green Cause thats what it makes me feel Some others theyre just red I guess cause Im lyin in bed ------------------------------------- Some nights I dream in pink But no..its not what U think And also those in blue In all of them dreaming of U In all of them dreaming of U Just sittin on guitar and computer Or staring at a beautiful moon I think of U and nothin else matter Cause I know that Ill be with U soon Cause I know that Ill be with U soon And Im always dreaming of U And Im always dreaming of U Solo silbado And I play the part of the looser Or the one where im spying on U U love it when I play the rooster I love it cause I love U too I love it cause I love U too Thats why I am dreaming of U Thats why I am dreaming of U

Crips - Slob B.K.O.

  • Durée: 5:44
  • Notation: 4.67 (52 votes)
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  • Publié par: StrictlyBG

Thématique: Angeles  Bangin  BKO  Bloods  Crips  Damu  Gangsta  Los  Macout  Nationwide  on  Rap  Ridas  Ridaz  Rip  Slob  wax 

Crips Slob BKO Bonus Track Nationwide Rip Ridaz Damu Ridas ##- Video is made by me ! -## [AWOL] I feel like bustin' a cap in the face of a Slob fool Now I've been a Crip from the gitty-up ??? Another Kelly at the scene of a crime spree I get paid I don't murder muthafuckas for free It's like you gotta see dead to play your card Smoke any young Snoop and National Guard They got M-16's no A.K.'s With 47 ways I can stand up and get for days Grab the strap, grab the beanie Worm through dark so the Slobs don't see me We callin' a truce but if the Snoops wanna trip I break up the meeting and tell 'em: nigga this still Crip! KELLY PARK just givin' a punch nigga ATLANTIC DRIVE's up to way so the Mafia's bigger NEIGHBORHOOD has got to get, you don't hear me though SOUTH SIDE break it down to the C-Lo ?? SPOOK TOWN's ?in the next room? ACACIA BLOCC steady givin' niggas the blues My niggas up to no good FARM DOGS, PARK VILLAGE, NUTTY BLOCC and POCKET HOOD TRAGNIEW, MONA and CARVER PARK Steady puttin' in work on the Lueders mark PALMER BLOCC, SANTANA and ORIGINAL FRONT Gotta kill a Slob every single day of the month SIX HOODS and DUCKY HOODS got to have fun While the SWAMP put in work on 1-5-1 Tic toc another Slob drop ANZAC gangsta Crip and LANTANA BLOCC Set trippin' ?? from the toe, that's a no-no You wanna scrap but I'm reachin' for my 44 [EBONY] Reachin' for the 44 I'm reachin' for the 44 Looks like another Slob B-K-O I'm reachin' for the 44 Looks like another Slob B-K-O [DO OR DIE & SIN] Put the Slobs in they muthafuckin' grave Hit the Crip-ass niggas in Compton and it's muthafuckin' real So let them feel the ??? And you muthafuckin' Slob better step your ass back Cause the niggas gettin' funky on the real level Niggas dyin', niggas workin' for the devil I'ma tell ya like this G If I have to kill me a nigga that's just what it's gotta see Cause I'ma scrap off the top Put a nigga on chill and knock his ass out like a rock And drop him right like a bad heaven And now you know that I'ma reach for my muthafuckin' automatic Yo dog, want to grab it And let them niggas know that they can't have it I'm bustin' the shells on a Snoop bitch And fuck a Snoop nigga Cause it's a muthafuckin' trick So duck your ass muthafucka Cause if you don't then your monkey ass straight gotta suffer Suffer from shit from a ?? Just another Crip block and go [EBONY] I'm reachin' for the 44 Looks like another Slob B-K-O I'm reachin' for the 44 [GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a. DOMINO] Hey what's up with that Crip nigga? I got love for them Crip niggas everyday Hate a Slob like a Muslim on the K-K-K Hit up the city ?and around yay I better? L-B-C plug a slug in the middle letter What's up with that Snoop-ass Jungle bitch?!? Slob that, Slob this, now that's some C shit And if you're Slobbin', fuck being a brother Sick shit - doin' a stroll and just die muthafuckas I think a bootie try to smoke the G the R the J Caught the homies from the hood and it's what to say Same old Slob-ass bitches try to straight spray So load up until you caught and the A.K. When a Glock hittin' the dark homies hittin' me up Now it's on for the muthafuckin' chicken bucks Hit the corner where a ??? serve Mad like a muthafucka so I have to blast first They saw a ?? cause they feel what we got for 'em But we connect this so they fallin' like a rainstorm 'em Time to go since we seen Mr. 5.0 Creeps on a trip but another fuckin' Slob hoe [EBONY] 44 Yeah Ooh-oh Looks like another Slob B-K-O Well I'm reachin' for the 44 Yeah yeah Looks like another Slob B-K-O... not the best quality i know cuz this song is stunnin' and im not a crip

Outlawz - Real Talk (Lyrics)

  • Durée: 3:50
  • Notation: 4.92 (895 votes)
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  • 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.

P. Diddy ft. Hurricane G - P.E. 2000

  • Durée: 5:30
  • Notation: 4.67 (129 votes)
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  • Publié par: badboyforeverdotcom

Thématique: 2000  50  akon  alicia  bad  boy  Brown  cent  Chris  dance  Diddy  enemy  entertainment  flav  flavor  ft  hip-hop  Hurricane  keys  P.E.  pop  public  rap  rock 

Album:Forever(1999) Puff Daddy - PE 2000 Lyrics "PE 2000"(feat. Hurricane G) [Hurricane G] Hey yo Puff, check this out pa I'm tired of niggas hating on a mutha fucka Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches You got to keep bubblin on em Platinum doublin on em, fuck these niggas Hey yo, I bumped into these cat an' they was like, "Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice" I said yo, the brother dont swear he nice he knows he nice You public enemy number one right now But Fuck that there spit that hydro-ghetto shit [Puff Daddy] Let's go That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear Throw your guns in the air Socialize, get down, let your ssoouull lead the way Cause i'm that enemy that you can't see But you wanna be you ain't shit to me Playa, It ain't hard for you to get to me Playa, my real dogs they'll spit for me So if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart I've seen em come and I've seen em part If you ain't want beef then why did you start? Front from the light catch shots after dark Suffer, duck or you'll catch these On the spot, red dots make em all believe Ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these See I do the things that they can't achieve So don't start bassin' n' I'll start pacing Bets on that you'll be disgracing More hotter than the sun I'm living on the run Because i'm public enemy number one [Chorus:] One,One,One,One,One One,One,One,One,One [Puff Daddy] Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the bentley? Is it my house or maybe its all three I just came up and you're all against me Now ask yourself, why is he number one? Now ask yourself, who's done what he's done? Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long run? You think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one Always with God and I don't swing solo Never back down when I gotta throw dolo Wanna see me out, but I just won't go though Pretty young things wanna have my photo One in the room hangin' on the wall In rememberance that I rocked 'em all Got no time for those that think small Grill me in the club cause they can't ball Hate shot callers Hate them ballers Back in control now I call orders It's no fun fleeing under the gun Cause they got me public enemy number one [Chorus] [Puff Daddy] All you suckers, liars, court testifiers Wanna infiltrate and break my empire I spit lines, hit rhymes Keep dimes sweating Giving them the juice that they're not gettin' A bona fide playa, now who got the flavor A non stop, rhythm rock, poetry sayer I'm the life saver, the New York mayor Before you try me, you better say your prayers My word to the wise is: "Do not cry" You know that i'm gone then say don't die I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme Thought it was over but I crept from behind Wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind Almost 2000 and running out of time Almost to the point when I wanna bust nines A lot of strange faces, I can only trust mine Soldiers in position all on the front line Don't make a move till I give them the sign Known as the poetical, lyrical, miracle son Because i'm public enemy number one [Chorus] [Hurricane G] Yeah yeah, that's right Puff That's what I'm talkin about love Sparklin and glistenin on these motherfuckers These niggas is walkin around like little bitches Talkin about what you got and what they ain't got They got a little jealous and wanna bring you down But fuck dat, they just mad Cause you got all the ladies And you pushin them bentleys, not mercedes, bentleys You know? and thats just the way the story goes And thats just the way the story goes Fuck you niggas and hoes [Puff Daddy] You think i'ma come this far and let you niggas stop me now? Haha picture that....number one, number one, number one B-I-G forever... rock on

Rahzel the Godfather of Noise - Message to the Newschool Beatbox

  • Durée: 10:58
  • Notation: 4.87 (340 votes)
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  • Publié par: c4mc4st

Thématique: beatbox  Rahzel 

Rahzel talks in an exclusive interview for Beatbox Battle TV about his Beatbox Life and how he get started making music with his mouth. BeFilm & TommyGun recorded this rare video footage after his showcase on stage with DJ JS-1 in Cologne, Germany at the Hip Hop Elements Tour which was presented by Team Rhytmus Gymnastik. The Godfather of Noise gave an unik speech to all the international new school artists who are inspired all the years by his great style of Human Beatboxing. Bee Low asked Rahzel about the history of the Beatbox himself and how his carrier startet back in the days in New York, City. Rahzel is a real pioneer in our global artform. Maximum Respect !! Watch this clip in full HD quality: http://youtube.com/watch?v=_GtVONTy6FQ&fmt=22 http://beatboxbattle.tv http://myspace.com/therealrahzelpage http://myspace.com/djjs1groundoriginal drum melodie sound effect humming music vocal percussion microphone master beatboxer drummer clickroll oldschool bronx brookly queens 5th element mouth record album studio recording liveshow

Fort Minor

  • Durée: 3:48
  • Notation: ( votes)
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  • Publié par: SuperStarShine13

Thématique: 100%  996  fort  hip-hop  jav  jayden  lyrics  machine  mike  minor  name  rap  remember  ryu  shinoda  shop  Skillful  songs  tak  takbir  the  verini 

Fort Minor - Remember The Name Off of 'The Rising Tide' album. Picture for vid: mtv.com Lyrics: You ready?! Let's go! Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!) [Chorus:] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! [Mike:] Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights. He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic. He feels so unlike everybody else, alone. In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him. But fuck 'em, he knows the code. It's not about the salary. It's all about reality and making some noise. Making the story - making sure his clique stays up. That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let's go! [Tak:] Who the hell is he anyway? He never really talks much. Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck. Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact. That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps. Put it together himself, now the picture connects. Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect. He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach. And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist. [Ryu:] This is twenty percent skill. Eighty percent beer. Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill. Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames. And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game". Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church. I like 'Bleach' man, Ryu had the stupidest verse! This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots. His stock's through the roof. I heard your fuckin' with S. Dot! [Chorus:] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! [Ryu:] They call him Ryu, he's sick And he's spitting fire. And Mike got him out the dryer he's hot. Found him in Fort Minor with Tak. What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine; He's a prick, he's a cock. The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot. Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow. Now the record with Shinoda's taking over the globe. He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope. You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat. [Takbir:] Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block. He knows how to work with what he's got making his way to the top. He often gets a comment on his name. People keep asking him was it given at birth. Or does it stand for an acronym? No! He's living proof, got him rocking the booth. He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice. Him and his crew are known around as one of the best. Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent. [Mike:] Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard. It seems like he's never got time. Because he writes every note and he writes every line. And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind. It's like a design is written in his head every time. Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme. And those motherfuckers he runs with; the kids that he signed? Ridiculous, without even trying, How do they do it?! [Chorus - repeat 2x] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! [Outro - Mike:] Yeah! Fort Minor M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

Cage - Unlike Tower 1

  • Durée: 4:32
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Thématique: cage  country  crazy  entertainment  hiphop  independent  indie  kennylz  music  orange  rap  states  street  Underground  united 

Cage: Movies for the Blind (2002) Track: 13 Tracklist: 01. Morning Dips 02. Escape To 88 03. (Down) The Left Hand Path 04. Teen Age Death 05. Too Much 06. In Stoney Lodge 07. Probably Cause Paranola 08. The Soundtrack... 09. Among The Sleep 10. Agent Orange 11. A Suicidal Fallure 12. Ck Won 13. Unlike Tower 1 14. Under Satan's Authority 15. A Crowd Killer 16. The Right Out 17. Holdin A Jar 2 18. Pussy, Money And War DOWNLOAD: http://rapidshare.com/files/40458154/Cage_-_Movies_For_The_Blind.rar VISIT: http://tuckdragonmusic.blogspot.com/

True-Chamillionaire Ft. Paul Wall & Lil Flip

  • Durée: 4:9
  • Notation: 4.81 (113 votes)
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  • 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]

Ja Rule Put It On Me Instrumental

  • Durée: 4:40
  • Notation: 4.83 (52 votes)
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  • Publié par: Rapshite

Thématique: akon  hip-hop  instrumental  it  ja  lyrics  me  on  put  rap  rihanna  rule  t-pain  timbaland 

ja rule put it on me instrumental Lyrics: (Ja Rule) Where would I be without my baby The thought alone might break me And I don't wanna go crazy But every thug needs a lady (Ja Rule) Girl it feel like you and I been mourning together Inseparable, we chose pain over pleasure For that you'll forever be a, part of me Mind body and soul ain't no I in we (baby) When you cry who wipes your tears When you scared, who's telling you there's nothin to fear Girl I'll always be there When you need a shoulder to lean on Never hesitate knowing you can call on, your soul-mate And vice versa, that's why I be the first to See Jacob's and frost your wrist up Now you owe me, I know you're tired of being lonely So baby girl put it on me Chorus x2 (Ja Rule): Where would I be without you (uh) I only think about you (yeah) I know you're tired or being lonely (lonely) So baby girl put it on me (put it on me) (Vita) Yo, and I appreciate the rocks and gifts that you cop me baby And that house on the hill when you drop like 80 On a down payment thinking damn ain't life gravy And ever since for my honey I been twice the lady What would I do without the nights that you kept me warm When this cold world had a girl caught in a storm [Put It On Me lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] And I accept when you riff when you caught in the wrong And respect when you flip, 'cause our love is strong And when you hit the block, I watch for 10-4 And when my pops asleep you snuck in the backdoor Baby boy we been down since junior high So when life get hot in july it's the world against you and I We ballin', tied together and never Heart from the heart, knew that it would last forever When you told me, you would never leave me lonely So baby boy put it on me Chorus (Ja Rule) Since we met it's been you and I A tear for a tear, baby eye for an eye And you know that my heart gon cry If you leave me lonely 'cause you not just my love you my homie Who's gonna console me, my love I'm outta control hold me, my love Cause I'm yours And I don't wanna do nothin to hurt my baby girl If this was our world it'd be all yours, baby The thought alone might break me And I don't wanna go crazy Cause every thug needs a lady (yeah, yeah) I feel you baby cause them eyes ain't lying Wash away all the tears there be no more crying (baby) And you complete me, and I would die if you ain't wit me So baby girl put it on me Chorus x4 http://www.lyricsmania.com http://www.metrolyrics.com

Jonas Brothers - Burnin' Up, Itchy (Parody/ Joe Jonas)

  • Durée: 4:38
  • Notation: 4.85 (237 votes)
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  • Publié par: SUPEReeeGO

Thématique: bit  brothers  burnin  burning  eGO  Joe  jonas  jonasbrothers  little  longer  music  official  SupereeeGO  up  video 

A Joe Jonas remix of Burnin' Up -Parody! "Burnin' UP ,Itchy!" (Watch in High Quality!) Lyrics by: eGO Rap by: Rick Carter Lyrics below: I'm hott, and they're not, that why i sing in the front. 'Cause they know i get hoe's I'm the sexy one, Yea im jo. -Chorus- I'm slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin up, OHH its itchy. (damn GIRL) Red dots Bleachy marks All over my private parts Bitch heel! what this i feel, this is an SOS, dont wanna second guess. -Chorus- I'm slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin' up, OHH its itchy. I walk in the room all I can see is her, (bitch!) It's so itcy now! I know she itches too... -Chorus- My voice keeps crackin when i sing, i need something that rhymes with the word sing, the boys like to stare and JOCK Because i have a big, oh big ... eGOOO! -Chorus- I'm slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin up, OHH its itchy. -Ricks rap- damn im burnin up in my pants tonite got me screamin loud (and thats not right) i aint tryna dance im tryna fight big rick is burnin ( and my pants are too tight) stop drop and roll down on the flo feels like im on fire and its burnin slow i give std's when im layin it down thats the reason my ladies want come back around -Chorus- I LOve slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin up, OHH its itchy. =)-eNJOY! -eGO

Star Wars gangsta rap 2 with Subtitles and Lyrics

  • Durée: 2:29
  • Notation: 4.89 (2087 votes)
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  • 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

Girlicious - Liar Liar (w/ lyrics) + download

  • Durée: 3:40
  • Notation: 4.88 (58 votes)
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  • 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?

Cage - Too Much

  • Durée: 4:9
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  • Publié par: FiswaT

Thématique: cage  country  crazy  entertainment  hiphop  independent  indie  kennylz  music  orange  rap  states  street  Underground  united 

Cage: Movies for the Blind (2002) Track: 05 Tracklist: 01. Morning Dips 02. Escape To 88 03. (Down) The Left Hand Path 04. Teen Age Death 05. Too Much 06. In Stoney Lodge 07. Probably Cause Paranola 08. The Soundtrack... 09. Among The Sleep 10. Agent Orange 11. A Suicidal Fallure 12. Ck Won 13. Unlike Tower 1 14. Under Satan's Authority 15. A Crowd Killer 16. The Right Out 17. Holdin A Jar 2 18. Pussy, Money And War DOWNLOAD: http://rapidshare.com/files/40458154/Cage_-_Movies_For_The_Blind.rar VISIT: http://tuckdragonmusic.blogspot.com/

Heart of a Champion, Nelly

  • Durée: 4:34
  • Notation: 4.89 (246 votes)
  • Visites: 130013' favoriteCount='657
  • Publié par: jig220

Thématique: Champion  Heart  Nelly  of  Rap 

[Nelly exercising and breathing hard] [Nelly] C'mon, uhh, uhh, uhh Guess who's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout income DID YOU HEAR THAT ELIZABETH? HERE COME THE BIG ONE! I put mo' money in the community than you got in yo' budget I wipe my ass with yo' advance to the toilet then flush it My last stance be a stance of a General Custard I hot dog cause I can, I got the cheese and mustard I got the stats of a hall of famer - in just two records That's why I'm back up at the Superbowl - with Julius Peppers I got that cain't stop, won't stop, in my veins That's why they cain't stop, won't stop, screamin the name NELLY! NELLY! Go tell a friend to tell a friend I'ma keep the same grin whether I, lose or win Up, or down ten, I'ma fight to the end [breathing hard] Let's go [Chorus: L.U.V.E.] Ain't no way they can stop me now Nelly Cause I'm on my way, I can feel my reign comin It's the blood of a champion, pumpin Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be runnin I'ma give what I can and more, even if My blood, my sweat, and my tears don't mean nothin It's the heart of a champion (it's the heart of me) (It's the heart of a..) in me [Nelly] I'm the first pick, the first round, signin bonus profound Playin for his hometown, reppin for the home ground And gettin bucked like Michael Redd, tell 'em again I gets bucked like Michael Redd, heard what I said? The MV-P of the game, intensity still the same I'm shootin out from my reign, with Peyton Manning type aim Can't stop me from scorin so they results to just hackin So there's, three of us now - me, A.I. and Shaq'n From the look to the eyes I say Cover man with more heart than Hallmark on Valentine's Day I'm the one that you've been Raven about, like Ray Lewis I think it hard to go and change your route Cause you don't know if I'm blitzin or if I'm sittin and readin Waitin for you to go and trip, drop back and throw up a pick, man AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - blow AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - blow AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - blow, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - blow [Chorus] [Nelly] It's like a big time decision made on how I can twurk it If hard work pays off then easy work is worthless My work habit ain't no habit man, I do it on purpose I push myself to the limit so my talent'll surface So now it's, curtains and drapes, on anybody who hates Dislikin what I'm recitin, bitin what I've been writin I've been dogfightin, scratchin and clawin on every height Tryin to make you remember me like you "Remember the Titans" Cause I'm a WARR-IOR, my daddy was a soldier A Vietnam vet, lil' derrty I thought I told ya I'm supposed ta, whip up your town in Testarossas Heatin like Folgers mayne, I'm young black and rich As good as it gets, and givin your point guard fits He think he done seen pressure mayne, but he ain't seen shhhh... AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - No, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - No AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - No, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - No [Chorus - repeat 2X]

Eminem - Lose Yourself (Chipmunk version with lyrics)

  • Durée: 5:28
  • Notation: 4.62 (152 votes)
  • Visites: 46567' favoriteCount='169
  • Publié par: pedepeter

Thématique: alvin  chipmunks  eminem  hip  hop  lose  rap  shady  slim  yourself 

Enjoy! : ) Lyrics: Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment Would you capture it or just let it slip? Yo, his palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There is vomit on his sweater already Mom's spaghetti, he's nervous But on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth but the words won't come out He's choking, how? Everybody's jokin' now The clock's run out, time's up, over BLOW! Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad But he won't give up that easy, no he won't have it He knows his whole back's to these ropes It don't matter, he's dope, he knows that But he's broke, he's so sad that he knows When he goes back to this mobile home That's when it's back to the lab again, yo This whole rhapsody, better go capture this moment And hope it don't collapse on him [refrain]: You better lose yourself in the music The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow 'Cause opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo You better lose yourself in the music The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow 'Cause opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo You better Soul's escapin' through this hole's that is gaping This world is mines for the taking Make me king as we move toward a new world order A normal life is boring But superstardom's close to post mortem It only grows harder, homie grows hotter He blows us all over, these hoes is all on him Coast to coast shows, he's known as the Globetrotter Lonely roads got him He knows he's grown farther from home, he's no father He goes home and barely knows his own daughter But hold ya nose 'cause here goes the cold water These hoes don't want him no mo', he's cold prada They moved on to the next shmo who flows Who nose dove and sold nada And so the so proper His toll, it unfolds and I suppose it's old, partner But the beat goes on Duh duh doe, duh doe, dah dah dah dah [refrain] No more games, I'ma change for due called rage Tear this muthafuckin' roof off like two dogs caged I was playin' in the beginnin', the mood all changed I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage But I kept rhymin' and stepped writin' the next cipher Best believe somebody's payin' the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the Fact that I can't get by with my nine to five And I can't provide the right type of life for my family 'Cause, man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Pfifer This is my life and these times are so hard And it's gettin' even harder tryin' to feed and water My seed plus teeter-totter Caught up between bein' a father and a pre-madonna Baby momma drama, screamin' on her Too much for me to wanna stay in one spot Another damn or not has gotten me to the point I'm like a snail, I've got to formulate a plot Or end up in jail or shot Success is my only muthafuckin' option, failure's not Momma love you but this trailer's got to go I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot So here I go, it's my shot Feet fail me not 'Cause maybe the only opportunity that I got [refrain] Duh doo You can do anything you set your mind to, man. \m/, -_- ,\m/ "Lose Yourself" performed by The Chipmunks. Original song by Eminem.

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