michou vs antrax le clash!!!
- Durée: 2:6
- Notation: 2.27 (81 votes)
- Visites: 25562' favoriteCount='12
- Publié par: floozy17
Thématique: antrax belge belgique bourĂ© clash clement de floozy francais gangsta michou nolife partagĂ© petit rap sexe suce thibgo
antrax clash michou et petit de partagé!!! une frite une fois!! pourriture de francais va!!!! le clash gangsta ghetto
Reponse au clash de Fetid et Floozy
- Durée: 1:58
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 273
- Publié par: tibogo17
Thématique: clash dartout fetid floozy rap Thibgo
Reponse au clash de Fetid et FloozyReponse au clash de Fetid et FloozyReponse au clash de Fetid et Floozy
michel le chien d'antrax
- Durée: 3:34
- Notation: 2.50 (4 votes)
- Visites: 658
- Publié par: floozy17
Thématique: antrax biatch bourĂ© cabriolle chien floozy gang krew michel rap rochelle saut skate sos strip tase tease thibgo voltige
c'est michou le pauvre chien tromatisé mdr...yeah mylooooo
Nine - Whutcha Want?
- Durée: 4:36
- Notation: 5.00 (18 votes)
- Visites: 8146' favoriteCount='88
- Publié par: ShamrockHipHop
Thématique: Bronx Eastcoast Hip Hop New Nine Nine-Livez Nyc Rap York
(c)1995 Profile Records Verse One: I gets banned if I do gets banned if I don't So sometimes I will and sometimes I won't Puff mad stick crack a forty down the back Sit fat and relax and plan my attack Not the one to test I posess mad finesse My buddha was blessed one bird in the nest Chills with my peeps steady bouncing in jeeps on the New York streets hittin urban concrete I'm the man untestable, with the extraterrestrial flow Fo'-fifty-fix celo, pop the top off the forty ounce bottle I'm not the one to follow, I'm not the role model Hollow tips in my clips money grip and my Glock only spits when I react to the bullshit So give me room to breathe and get up off DEEZ And save the confessions for JEESuz Plus I don't need to hear no sorrow Eff it, the sun will still come out tomorrow Long as I'm breathing, needing, even like Steven Achieving, gettin some cheese and representin lovely, Boogie Down Bronx major with the project flavor, I made ya, daze ya My behavior is mad ill if you front You know what I want! Chorus: (Whutcha want Nine?) Fat beats for my rides (So whutcha want Nine?) Mad clips for my nines (So whutcha want Nine?) A ill posse and my name up in lights, N-I-N-E Verse Two: I'ma let you know how I feel on the real I pack steel it's like a jungle makes me wonder where my eel is Hits the bricks skips the dog shit complete in my cipher Temper like Rowdy Rowdy Piper, hyper like a viper I'ma strike if I got it goin for the jugular Stretch you like a copper Stoppah, stoppah, but you can't stop me Just clock me, just watch me blow up the spot G Came a long way from, back in the day we did it for no pay, just rhymin hit the hay and sleep, wake up, write another rhyme Hit the park after dark drop the beat one time That's when shit was real, no phonies no baloney Just the homemade mics and wheels of steel Backup from the roof, amp plugged in the street light Everything right, jam over a street fight Back to the lab I grab my pen and pad Raw lyrics make a fleuredoscad Had no dinero, enough get fo' chicken wings and rice A forty ounce a nickel bag to get nice And now I might make a million, and still son it makes the heart pump, you know what I want Chorus Verse Three: Be like Elmer J. Fudd with the mansion and the yacht Brand new Glock non-stop hip-hop Remote control boombox lampin on my dresser The God ain't no lesser as the pressure comes to test ya Hundred pound weight around the neck, daily nuff treasons nuff reasons like Philip Bailey Can't get enough of that funky stuff Rhymin astronomical, original, shit is phenomenal Heat up the ghetto put the pedal to the metal Speed like Racer treat you like a wack rhyme and erase ya Right off the pape I roll a big fat spliff Four-fifth on the hip, Heineken in the grip shit I'm ready Get the keys for the jeep, let's bounce Cruise avenues, get some brews and sing the blues with the Funkmaster Flex cassette in the deck I'm in effect I move my neck while Son gets wreck Oh what a feeling, I'm on the wheels of steel and I snatch up some skins for some sexual healing Erything's kosher copasctetic, groovy hip-hop moves me soothes me, I'm letting off like an uzi But first steps a doozy and bruise me Now I'm choosy before I start to freak it like a floozy I wanna get big get paid true stunt You know what I want! Chorus
gangster floozy 1
- Durée: 0:23
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 25
- Publié par: lovemysarcasm
Thématique: asian christmas gangster rap
gangster floozy rapping christmas songs
Wu-Tang Clan-Maria
- Durée: 2:56
- Notation: 5.00 (32 votes)
- Visites: 37981' favoriteCount='75
- Publié par: UTWuTangClan
Thématique: 1997 clan forever maria odb rap raw real tang wu
Wu-Tang Clan "Maria" 1997 Wu-Tang Forever [Lyrics] *glasses/jewelry? tinkling* You my Daddy whore (2X) *laughing* Whoever she gonna do anyway But bust it, bust it though baby, bust it Who else, who else is gonna... Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard It's dedicated to all you bitches Knew this bitch named Traj, she had a hella fine ass Candy-ass, blew my hole in the past Niggarette gave me gonorrhea Pussy dick to the tippy toe like ballerina Boy you shoulda seen her She had a babyface creamer Purinas Called up talkin Tina I put my dick in a broom She blew my head like a balloon I had her walkin on the moon Verse Two: CappaDonna Yo, I seen you at the five and dime wastin your time Oh you shine, I'm lookin at your ass from behind You walked by smellin like watermelon You might make me a felon, my eyeballs swellin My nuts start yellin, excuse my prick Wanna have a talk with you, I'm sick My medicine is can I walk with you, fantasy After that we can cheat, laid on the bed Handcuffed with hard meat, long stroke smackin Smack it then broke, nothin can't stop my continous poke, compound Porno flick music, Daddy came with it when I wrote it Verse Three: Ol Dirty Bastard Dirt Dog be bouncin on bitches like fog I pollute the air up like smog, bitch I'm up my jacuzzi, peepin this smoothie My bitch is a floozy, Dirt Dog ain't choosy Pussy move me, pretty black dick up in the booty I like it muddy or swampy By now you find your ass up shitty creeky Don't got no fuckin room me and my momma and my TV Blackberry squeeze Bitch who a tease, titties small, I got used to the squeaks Fuck that shit, I'm through with this bitch Old hen please can't get a bank of these welfare cheese, now to blow fifty G's overseas, I'm doin the breeze, in my 850 Verse Four: RZA Suicidal, she been in more hotels than bibles Idle worshippin bitch wasn't the type to make bridle Sprung, on how the bitch maneuvered her tongue From the top of his dick, to the bottom of his ass split I told the God to jet quick this wicked bitch was a harlot but had him trapped up inside the Charlotte Web She wasn't choosy fucked for movie and a loose leaf cigarette, pussy stay wet and juicy like members Big ass in tight denim Had the most faithful niggaz sinnin against their women and enjoyed, to watch relationships get destroyed This unemployed welfare bitch was non-void and shameless, her attitude was blameless Even though she had a hundred dicks on her namelist Her obsession, caused niggaz to get, the ass cheek injection The bitched lied, said she had urinary tract infection I tried to warn em, and bomb em, but she conned em Wanted niggaz to fuck her raw dog without no condom *woman moans* oooooh, ahahhh, ohh You people are all trying to acheive the impossible That's exactly what we've done But you'll fail, and you'll all die If we die, the next generation will fight them too And the one after them, for as long as they must And eventually we shall succeed
Funkdoobiest - Superhoes + Lyric (Gangsta Rap)
- Durée: 3:45
- Notation: 4.91 (11 votes)
- Visites: 2814' favoriteCount='25
- Publié par: bozzofmarl
Thématique: Chris Cube Friday Funkdoobiest Gangsta Gnagsta Hip Hop Ice Old rap school soundtrack Superhoes tucker
Funkdoobiest - Superhoes Its from the soundtrack of Friday. I caught Spider-Man jerkin' off in a booth To a Wonder Woman comic Then the Bionic Bitch fucked the Hulk a.k.a. Bruce Banner Did I see Santa No, it's the Green Lantern Little Bo Peep cold fucked her sheep Keep eatin' that pussy Fuck the ?? Best fucked a bitch Bullwinkle's kinda moosy Triple X, hardcore Nigga fucked a floozy Miss Piggy Gotta pick a sticky Mickey Mouse pulled her blouse Smoked a blunt for the hicky Dorothy, Tin Man, the Lion and the Scarecrow Messin' with the pussy Hairy just like the werewolf Cyclops, Wolverine And the Nightcrawler Went to a bar And, yo, they had dollars Roll in the parlor Hittin' off switches For Richie Rich riches Pulls all the bitches I turned on the headset Like Judy Jetson Here comes Barbie Look who she lets in Hansel, Gretel Gretel, fuck the kettle Jack and Jill went up the hill to have a little fun (It's a small world) Ready for some call girl Wrapped around her neck A lace that was all pearls Nights had Medusa Dancin' on tables Joker's got a lap dance From Charlie's Angels It's night In a secret hideaway somewhere in Gotham City As a woman in a feline costume Strokes a Siamese cat And speaks to several well-dressed men Twinkle, twinkle On a star Superho, tell me who you are Catwoman in a red tight see-thru Dancin' on a pole With a do-see-do Mosy on out Now where goes that ho they call Cinderella Makin' men jealous Like Dick Tracy Tweety, Sylvester (Sufferin' succotash) Cuz Snow White's gonna be fuckin' all night Strobelite dancin' in front of the mirror He-Man's fuckin' with Smurfette and She-Ra The freaky, freaky deeky Wilma Flintstone Betty, too Is she ready for the nympho?
FeTide clash TG
- Durée: 0:50
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 295
- Publié par: floozy17
Thématique: 17 bourĂ© casey clara clash crunk de elmo fetide floozy gangsta guignette ile la nolife rap rochelle rĂ© sex tg thibgo usa
Fetide en plein clash vs tg le thug de la rochelle...... AKROE MICRO NEGRO blahhhhhhhhhh
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