Dr.Dre ft. Snoop Dogg - Still Dre (official)
- Durée: 4:51
- Notation: 4.80 (75 votes)
- Visites: 40857' favoriteCount='129
- 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.
D12 - Biggest G [WITH LYRICS]
- Durée: 3:1
- Notation: 4.68 (38 votes)
- Visites: 10925' favoriteCount='63
- Publié par: D12mpic
Thématique: 2008 Artis Bizarre Bizzy D-12 Detroit dj hip hop Kon Kuniva mase McVay Mixtape new rap Shady Swift Swifty t-pain young
New D12 track... The beat is from Rick Ross's "Boss." It is going to be on the new D12 Mixtape "Return of the Dozen" which is to be released on May 20, 2008. To answer some questions people may be having: Proof WILL be on the mixtape. Eminem WILL be on the mixtape. Those 2 will obviously be on less tracks than the other 4, but they will be on there. The following lyrics were written quickly by ME. Please message me with corrections since I know there must be a couple since I wrote them quickly. [Chorus] I got a fresh line-up, an a fresh outfit About to put the parkin' lot on smash I got a chevy wit a loaded 4-4 in da trunk An SK with 3 extra mags I'm da biggest G dat ya seen thus far I'm da I'm da biggest G dat you've seen thus far I'm da biggest G that you've seen thus far Cuz it's just anotha day in da life of god damn G [Verse 1: Bizarre] I'm from 7 mile, home of the heaven Semi to caprease, got the sounds beatin Fades, braids, carty air frames 50 deep, look at my game Ridin down Jefferson, drinkin gin and Remy Fucking bitches raw, I don't believe in jimmy's I'm from the murder capital, Detroit Michigan Are you listenin, Detroit Michigan [Chorus] [Verse 2: Swifty McVay] You got a rebuddle and Im'a handle that Might not be a fan to rap So why the fuck y'all staring at me like I'm handicap You can cath me scrappin in a 3 piece suit They get unconsious, I'm in their pocket, grabbin their loot I'm an accurate shooter without the range For anybody hanging around this bitch, like noodles or catch this thang And still, impossible to think that your real When double barrels are tickling your tonsils, I'm here I did it, it's me, not easily approached And tease on how you wanna beef with us and don't I learnt they don't wanna walk All they do is talk, but when they mention my name, they vomit on the spot When we show up, it's like a commit hit the block And they starin at us trying to reach slowly for the pot But all I got is this penis and fat sack Thats ill enough to turn into a Venus Fly Trap Mother fucka [Verse 3: Kuniva] Nigga this is real shit poppin All the grinnin ceased when the heat gets the cockin It's nothin to shut down your block Or pull up and ask you for a fair one and let the hood watch Like parents punish kids at the game on lock But it's still plugged in so the game don't stop Flew to Vegas, pulled out a notch And bitches got to linin up like they wanted flava flavs clock You got beef, better save it for some hoes You a bum, if you gettin money save it for some clothes When I say what up doe with that 4-4 Niggas freeze after they see it ain't tone tone Detroit bread, I'm a hip hop head With a street mentality and Runyon Ave cred So enough said, I'm about that bread I cocks to J-Holliday and puts them to bed [Chorus]
Dragonball Z Comming
- Durée: 2:52
- Notation: 3.50 (6 votes)
- Visites: 6046
- Publié par: trunks32q
Thématique: 32 dbz dragonball goku ha hame kame son ssj1 summerjam technodbz trunks vegeta vegetto
cool this DBZ This video is a tribute to the dragonball series major villains LI shenron and Buu. The begining is perfectly timed. The song's name is eye of the tiger.DB DragonBall Dragon Ball DBZ DragonBallZ DragonBall Z Dragon Ball Z DBGT DragonBallGT DragonBall GT Dragon Ball GT DBAF DragonBallAF DragonBall AF Dragon Ball AF Great Saiyaman Saga World Tournament Saga Babidi Saga Majin Buu Saga Fusion Saga Kid Buu Bardock: The Father of Goku The History of Trunks A Hero's Legacy Curse of the Blood Rubies Sleeping Princess in Devil's Castle Mystical Adventure The Path to Power Dead Zone The World's Strongest The Tree of Might Lord Slug Cooler's Revenge Return of Cooler Super Android 13 Broly: The Legendary Super Saiyan Bojack Unbound Broly: Second Coming Bio-Broly Fusion Reborn Wrath of the Dragon Episode Episodes Akira Toriyama Future Kid Trunks Yamcha Tenshinhan Tien Chiaotzu Recoome Ginyu Guldo Burter Jeice The Ginyu Force Zarbon Dodoria Frieza Cui King Cold Raditz Nappa Master Roshi Bulma Chi-Chi Chi ChiChi Mr. Satan Hercule Videl Kami Dende Nail Android 8 16 17 18 19 20 Dr.Gero Cell Buu Dabura Pui Pui Shenlong Porunga Gotenks Vegetto Gogeta Grandpa Pan Oolong Puar Kami Mr. Popo Janemba Janempa Broly Baby Babidi goku trunks vegeta gohan Saiyan Saga Namek Saga Captain Ginyu Saga Frieza Saga Garlic Jr. Saga Trunks Saga Androids Saga Imperfect Cell Saga Perfect Cell Saga Cell Games Saga. One day I saw a cute fat kitten run amok. His name was John and he had a lil sister named Mary Ann and an even smaller sister named Suzy. They went to the store to buy a crack rock for Paris Hilton and her boyfriend Oj Simpson. then Johnny Cochran stepped on Suzy and went to court with her parents. Meanwhile, the boy cat from around the corner who went to the same school where the olsen twins escaped, found some sweet hardcore booty shake records from the 90's with his patience skills. He listened to the classic songs yet new they were disrespectful to women at heavens door. Ergo knockin' the Freak in captivity is none other than the new character Tommy with whom all adore. Tom is a wolf and he likes to eat mine cats for Breakfast!!! He plays on his playstation and sony psp all day long while watching snowboard death videos. Meanwhile the super hot Cat was riding his city skateboard while playing Kanye west on his Ipod paradise and then BOOM!!!The Battle Begins!!! the Wolf Jumped in front of him and said give me your rubik's cube and your Jessica Alba lunchbox or I'll call the police and tell them about the alternative redneck lifestyle that you've been living. WHAT ?! said the cat ( lol ) He looked into his pocket for the proper code to release his dragonball z monster that was hidden in his little kitten pocket. KABOOOM!! A giant 100 foot tall two headed Homer and Bart Simpson behemoth arose from inside his red ball of Rudolf Giuliani power and said Welcome to the Jungle Baby !!. The simpsons were a threat that the adolf wolf never imagined would serve to challenge him in an animal fight. So he called up Daft Punk on his cell phone and told them to bring a metal stripper to destroy these cartoon machines before his eyes! So then, Outta the Blue....a robot parody of a funny novel I once read called the Davinci hitler code came out of nowhere to protect the wolf. Then Marge And Maggie simpson fell from the sky like angels to lay their wrath upon the strong dog in November rain. Even sick Lisa appeared with an Oprah medallion on her side that was glaring with the aura of a Scientology gem that would make Harry Potter jealous. The silly wolf made a stupid mistake. He slipped on a banana and fell on his ass so hard that he could no longer walk! The cat side are you alright? are you Hurt?! or in pain?...and the wolf replied " You foolish pussy cat! Daft Punk and Kanye are coming to get you ! ...the cat said " dont make me pull 50 cent out of my pokemon ball too! I'm warning you!" Then a blond fairy appeared at the mtv video awards and told them all to stop or she would turn them into frogs!!! ( rofl ) Then the magic fairy said "do you want me to give you a sex change operation?! or do y'all want me to delete your myspace pages!!!??" Both animals replied " NO " dont do that Please dont do that! We just want to be Platinum rap stars like on that sports tmz channel. Can you surgically bond us to Angelina Jolie possibly? the punk Fairy replied " I want an apology for Michael Jackson. Then Oj appeared with a baseball bat and a basketball jersey screaming " I want a Hershey!" The cat said I'm so thirsty for some milk ..cookies would complement that nice. or maybe I just stick with eating fan mice on a nightrain illusion from hell. So they all went back to Oj's house to watch Tommy Hilfiger versus the Family Guy's spouse! and then the whole crazy city got destroyed by a nuclear bomb develop by terrorists funded by your KKK Mom! Sike! http://geocities.com/sevenliteyears/
Don Zaraani - Nas vs. Jay-z - The Lyrical Battle
- Durée: 3:45
- Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
- Visites: 7668' favoriteCount='8
- Publié par: doos4life
Thématique: album beat don god's gods hip-hop hov hova jay-z music nas nigger pharell r&b rap remix son the world zaraani zarani
my 2nd remix !!! nas vs. jay-z the lyrical battle !! DON ZARANI. LYRICS: JAY-Z : 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 NAS: [Verse 1: Nas] Uh, uh, uh, now let's get it all in perspective For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can step wit' Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice But I ain't five-O, y'all know it's Nas yo Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro Only describe us as soldier survivors Stay laced in the best, well dressed with finesse In a white tee lookin for wifie Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely Put her in the coupe so she can feel the nice breeze We can drive thru the city no doubt, but don't say my car's topless Say the titties is out, newness here's the anthem Put your hand up that you shoot with, count your loot wit' Push the pool stick in your new crib, same hand that you hoop with Swing around like you stu-pid yo my mood is real rude I lay you out, show you what steel do Mobsters don't box, my pump shot obliges Every invitation to fight you punk hazas Like Pun said, "You ain't even en mi clasa" Maybach Benz, back seat, tv plasma Ladies lookin for athletes or rappers Whatever you choose, whatever you do Make sure he a thug and intelligent too Like a real thoroughbred is, show me love Lemme feel how the head is Females whose the sexiest is always the nastiest [record scratched off, Nas rhymes acapella] And I like a little sassiness, a lotta class Mommy reach in your bag, pass the fifth I'm a leader, at last this a don you wit' My nines'll spit, niggaz loose consciousness (X3)
LIL' WAYNE LYRICS im blooded
- Durée: 4:22
- Notation: 4.55 (66 votes)
- Visites: 55642' favoriteCount='192
- Publié par: pimpz33
Thématique: alternative blues classica country electronic folk hip-hop indie jazz mu pop r&b rap religious rock soul unsigned world
"I'm Blooded" [Lil' Wayne talking] Py til I die, just beacause, pyru, b's up, bitch I'm me [chorus] Young mony is the label Let us in the door, comin in this bitch all red to the floor And I'm blooded soowoo and I'm blooded soowoo I got bloods on stage bloods at my shows Fuck with my bloods got blood on your cloths And I'm blooded soooowooo (2) Once again its on, yea I'm back in the booth Stand at the top like a tac in the roof Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe Rappers talkin about me but I don't give a hoot These niggas still lyin I'm the muthafukin truth Talk tough till I knock off your kuff And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof They hatin on me I'm just tryin to be weezy Just like young jeezy in lambobingghini Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm seein threebies Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC All red so these hoes know who we be We B's Bloods we B's Pop pop flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas Gettin high on a yacht call it see me [chorus] Yea, I advance my flow and they must like that They like it so much, they say they wright that Barkin at the dog, but I don't bite back I aint CPR I aint bringin they life back Bad CPR bad bitch on a bite back Skittles on my wrist, yea nigga the bright pack Ima shine, I live witha light hat Airforce fly call me a night jet Brand new coupe same color as the sky The dash same too, lord know I'm gon try Cop pull me over lord know I'm gon lie They go up in my trunk lord know I'm gon fry Them niggas throwin salt all over my fries So ima just walk all over them guys Niggas throwin darts never hit the bullseye Young money bitch new orleans east side [chorus] Yea, been around the world rep the same thang Been around the world its the same gang B's up B's up flame gang braa braa braaa braaa bang bang I tol my homie streets can't sleep on life So he popped the X pill and didn't sleep all night I aint worried bout you I'm just tryin do me Last album did 2 I'm just tryin do 3 I am wat every pair of eyes oughta see Bitches just wish they could call a art of me My momma used to tell me just get a 9 to 5 Cash money made her say never mind I'm fine (B's up!)
dragon ball z rap
- Durée: 1:58
- Notation: 4.47 (32 votes)
- Visites: 38192' favoriteCount='22
- Publié par: marcoschicolisto1020
Thématique: ball bolar boll DB DBZ dragon drangon goku goten gt ja jame linkin marcoschicolisto1020 park rap tributo trunks vegeta
dragon bAll z rap
Kobe Bryant TOP DUNK MIX(made by chrisdakid15)
- Durée: 7:27
- Notation: 4.83 (18 votes)
- Visites: 12344' favoriteCount='28
- Publié par: chrisdakid15
Thématique: basketball bryant dunk kobe mix slam
Kobe Bryants top dunks in career MJ air jordan #23 GOAT Vince Carter Kobe Bryant Lebron James Dunks Slam LeBron top plays of his outstanding career 1 Vince Carter psp xbox 360 ps3 NBA 2K8 Chris Paul playoffs were amazing happens blocks you tube LeBron James TOP DUNKS MIX(made by chrisdakid15) and1 and 1 pistons best ever in your face superstar music 50cent g unit nba tv daily top 10 feb march april may june sky walker a patriots superbowl baseball football dbz dragonball z goku trunks movie space jam cartoons souljaboy soulja boy crank dat soulja boy soulja girl dance dancing ds pokemon cavs Shawn Kemp Michael Jordan Amare Stoudemire Shaquille O´Neal Kenyon Martin Kobe Bryant Kevin Garnett Dominique Wilkins Lebron James Tracy McGrady Charles Barkley Ch "LeBron James WITH NO REGUARD FOR HUMAN LIFE" - Marv Alberts LeBron James explodes for pivotal putdown over the Celtics' James Posey and - Defensive Player of the Year - Kevin Garnett in Game 4 on May 12, 2008. chris Webber Jason Richardson Dwyane Wade BOSTON CELTICS WIN 2008 NBA FINALS Champions VS. LOS ANGELES LAKERS June 17 2008 Game 6 Crank dat Soulja CRANK DAT SPIDERMAN Boy BET Deelishis Hip Hop Awards 07 Live from the Red Carpet Awards 07 Live from the Red Carpet T.I. Arrested Gun charge Soulja Boy at Hip Hop Awards 07 Debra Lee, CEO BET BET Hip Hop Awards 07 Live Red Carpet Boondocks Katt Williams J. Holliday I LOVE NEW YORK 2 HOT97NY, Wendy Williams comic view hell date Kappa alpha Psi Omega Psi Deltas AKA Zetas Zeta phi beta, Phi Beta Sigma, Delta sigma theta, alpha kappa alpha, Alpha phi alpha, Iota phi theta, omega psi phi, Jay-Z ,Blue Magic HBCU Network Tuskegee, A&T, Howard University, Blackstar, Mos Def & Talib Kweli, Common, Kanye West, HOT 97, I'M Broke Lil Wayne P.Diddy Personal Assistant!! (less) Added: September 24, 2007 Category: People & Blogs Tags: hip hop BET awards 07 Russell Simmons HOT 97 mason Diddy Essence Vibe Men Enterprise thejewelryman jiatv Rap Songs: A-Mar & Dyl Feat. Max Minelli "To The Max" - Kid Sister Feat. Kanye West "Pro Nails (Remix)" Baby-D "I'm 'Bout Money" Lil' Wayne "I'm Me" Lupe Fiasco Feat. Matthew Santos "Streets On Fire" N.E.R.D. "Everyone Nose" Gucci Mane Feat. Trey Songz "Drink It Straight" L.E.P. Feat. Fabolous "We Ain't Playin'" Lil' Mama Feat. T-Pain & Chris Brown "Shawty Get Loose (Remix)" Piccalo Feat. Flo Rida "Stick & Roll" Bun B Feat. Sean Kingston "That's Gangsta" Plies "I Am The Club" Bakeup Boyz Feat. Jim Jones "Now I Can Do That" (would've originally been on an October 2007 video if I made these videos back then) Yung Ralph "I Work Hard" Flo Rida Feat. Timbaland "Elevator" Snoop Dogg "Sensual Seduction (Wideboys Edit)" Snoop Dogg Feat. Robyn "Sexual Eruption (Fyre Department Remix)" Natureboy Rowe "Str8 Stunt" Huey Feat. MeMpHiTz & T-Pain "Tell Me This (G-5) (Remix)" Dem Franchize Boyz "Talkin' Out Da Side Of Ya Neck" Ghostface Killah Feat. Kid Capri "We Celebrate" Gorilla Zoe Feat. Gucci Mane "Waddle" Wiz Khalifa "Say Yeah" Guerilla Black "Whatever" Soulja Boy Tell'em Feat. Arab "Yahhh! (The Wideboys Radio Edit)" Kidz In The Hall "Drivin' Down The Block" Bloodraw Feat. Young Jeezy "Louie Bag" Sheek Louch "Good Love" Jim Jones Feat. The Game & Cobe "Love Me No More (Remix)" R&B Songs: Michael Jackson Feat. Akon "Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' 2008" Erykah Badu "Honey" Wyclef Jean Feat. Mary J. Blige "What About The Baby?" Usher Feat. Young Jeezy "Love In This Club" Mariah Carey "Touch My Body" Asia Cruise "Selfish" Making The Band 4 "Got Me Going" Danity Kane "Damaged" Brick & Lace "Love Is Wicked" Janet "Rock With U" Reggae Songs: Shaggy Feat. Akon "What's Love" CDs/Mixtapes To Go Cop: A-Mar & Dyl "Raggz 2 Riches" Natureboy Rowe "Dallas Hottest Commodity 1.7" Bigga Rankin & F.A.M.E. "Beware Of F.A.M.E." DJ Obscene & Wes Fif "Money Is Power (Dead Presidents Reloaded)" DJ Scream & Rocko Da Don "Swag Season" Shod B & Pistol Pete "Smokin' At A Gas Station" VL Mike "Place Yo Betz" DJ Scream & MLK Present Big Kuntry "Cocaine Kuntry (The Underboss)" Jon Young & J. Cash "Motivation: The Mixtape" DeTrane "Jigg City Radio Vol. 1" Lil' Wayne "In The Carter Chronicles" Re-Up Gang "We Got It For Cheap Vol. 3" (Hosted by DJ Drama) Shawty Lo "Units In Da City" shawty lo remix dey know they ludacris young jeezy plies D4L Dj Khaled E-40 E40 Category: Comedy Category: Sports Tags: basketball Vince Carter MJ micheal Jordan AIR jordan drunk referee
Trina B R Right Instrumental
- Durée: 4:21
- Notation: 4.71 (41 votes)
- Visites: 79178' favoriteCount='126
- Publié par: Rapshite
Thématique: akon br hip-hop instrumental ludacris lyrics rap right rihanna timbaland trina
Trina Ludacris B R Right Instrumental Lyrics: I want my ass smacked Legs wide Front, back Side to side Pussy wet Slip n slide Yep everything gon be alright Ass smaked Legs wide Front, back Side to side Pussy wet Slip n slide Yep everything gon be alright [TRINA] Wait bitch, imma blow my kisses, Get pissed and throw my dishes, Y'all niggas know just who this is, Woo woo, and the head so vicious. With me, this shit gon cost, You short? then thas yo lost, You know this ass is soft, Make a nigga go to breakin off. Tell me that you love me baby, Get hot and f**k me crazy, Get a towel and wipe me off, You want a bitch with no type of flaws. My girls be shoppin hard, These hoes be buyin cars, In the club buyin bars, Nipples hard its a sign of braws. From the niggas who gettin chese, Throw back in the crispy g's, More wet? crist dont freeze, Laugh at the tab, cause this on me. Me and luda in the cut supreme, Doin things jus to touch the creme, So many names wanna f**k the queen, I live a life like its jus a dream. [CHORUS] [LUDA] Get it right beother, jump, Gimme the beat then imma make it bump, Tell em wutcha wana hear, damn, lets get cam, Trouble witcha man, imma pop my trunk. You aint seen no chicks like mine, You aint seen no flicks like mine, Bet i make you cum next to the subwoofers and my 6x9's. Tell me that you like it raw, Tell me that my dick is plump, I might make you famous, and buy you watches by Marice Mc. Craw Tell me if its new or old, Tell me if its hot or cold, Let me know if its black & bold, Say ludacris 6 million sold. See i aint got no time for games, And i aint got no times for lames, [B R Right lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] How you lovin my souther slang, Ooo eee walla walla bing bang. So anytime you need me call, Whether summer, spring, or fall, It doesnt matter come one come all, Either get dropped or drop them draws. [CHORUS] [TRINA] Diamond princess, Just mind your buisness, These rumors are senseless, Your whispers are endless. We livin ghetto fab, We spendin hella cash, This girl is hella bad, Your choice is trailer trash. Too much taste for whores, You saw me grace the stores, Your saw me work the vibe Bitches i works for mine. One time, for these divas, Two times, for these visas, Third time i come im breezin, The ice...just keeps on freezin. Hold up imma keep it goin, Back to back imma keep on blowin, Platinum plaques, keepin it hood, Wet sex, keepin it good. Look girl, you dont know my angle, A hundred thou with a platinum bengal, My niggas'll slow your roll, Pussy power, we in control. [CHROUS] Yea, thas right I'm back again Round two mother f**kers. Thas right. I'm talking greasy. I'm a arrogant lil mother f**ker huh? Thas rite im rich, I'm that bitch, Thas right. I'm about show y'all how to pimp this shit. I'm f**ken niggas in the face, The game is mine 2003, F**k that. F**k all y'all haters, F**k all y'all bitches, Get a life. You got too much time on your hands. I want y'all bitches to get a job, Up your game. Pimp your game up baby, It's all about me this time F**k that. F**k a dime, I'm a silva dolla, holla. Catch me when I come off tour, F**k y'all. im out. http://www.lyricsmania.com http://www.metrolyrics.com
True-Chamillionaire Ft. Paul Wall & Lil Flip
- Durée: 4:9
- Notation: 4.86 (83 votes)
- Visites: 31633' favoriteCount='151
- 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]
The Coup - Pimps (Freestylin' at the fortune 500)
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The Coups' "Pimps (Freestylin' at the fortune 500)". They're a great political hip-hop Band. The Album cover with the Twin Towers blowing up was released BEFORE 9/11 happened. Enjoy it, It's off the album Genocide and Juice. View my other albums, Please rate and post. Thanks! Scroll down for lyrics Fuck no I ain't got no Grey Poupon Well anyway I said that's no burglar that my butler hahaha Mr. Rockafella let me in on the gossip I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something Yes we have this thing we do with our voices We sing like authentic rappers Well then could you muster it for us (David you must do) Well if they could make this music more funky Let me see if i can get my voice like those rappers (*clears throat*) Here we go Well if you're blind as Helen Keller You could see I'm David Rockafella So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller I'm outragous, I work in stages, like syphills But no need for prophylactics I am up your own, so me know wretched ain't funk But my cream got amino acid Keep my hoes in check no rebellions If your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first time I done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure these Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites No impurities, straight anglo saxon when my family got their sex on Don't let me get my flex on, do some gangster shit Make the army go to war for Exxon Long as the money flow, I be making dough Welcome to my little pimp school How you gonna beat me at this game I make the rules Flash a little cash make you think you got class But you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grass Less you cutting it, see Im running shit Trick all y'all motherfuckas as simps I'm just a pimp *chorus* That is so cute John Paul, why don't you entertain us with something as well? Well, what should I do? Why don't you rap for us? No, I... Come on old boy I did mine I... It's so tribal Oh very well Oh goody! But hold my martini I have to do those hand gestures We will begin at the commencement of the next measure Now get ready, I'm J.P. Getti I am tearing this shit up like confetti My money last longer than Eveready Ain't nothing petty about cash I never lose This is just like the straws? But the hoes dont choose, I chose you No voodoo can hoo-do you from getting treated like a piece of boonboonboo Who do you think want those niggaz that don't turn tricks The logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86ed and all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps I got the po'-po' for that daily pimp slap The motherfucker gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy I'm that mack ass already pimped his daddy Let you out like linoleum floors I'm getting rich off petroleum wars Controlling you whores making you eat top ramen While I eat shrimp, y'all motherfuckas are simps I'm just a pimp *Chorus* Oh no here he comes, oh don't look at him Are you fellows rapping? I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thing You know one two three Well actually we were just leaving... And Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk I am Donald Trump me think you mighta heard about me How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money She want all she want this she want the ? of fun X amount of this like this ? gap hear me Hol' up your hand if you love the money Hol' up your hand if you love punanny Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody Because the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see *Chorus* Well how did you like that then? Well we really must be leaving you Yes yes Donald it was smashing to see you again Something I picked up in the Carribean Yeah yes I remember Why don't you stick around and I'll I'll rap some more for you Oh no no no old boy I think I see Jackie Oh Jackie ah Jackie!! Please please pass the bubbly Well look here motherfuckers we are taking all these motherfucking shit Yeah we are taking all these You besta come off up that coat we are taking these
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