pit baccardi - vas y bouge (get on the floor)
- Durée: 3:59
- Notation: 4.85 (13 votes)
- Visites: 9205' favoriteCount='15
- Publié par: mokles19
Thématique: 75019 francais mokles19 pdf rap
http://kamelancien75.skyblog.com/ nouveau clip de pit baccardi ,rappeur de place des fetes 75019 extrait de get on the floor Dans les bacs le 11 juin 2007 Album 100% inédits avec : Kamelancien, Seth Gueko, Salif, AP (113), Grodash, Al K-Pote, Nakk, Ill (X-men), Disiz La Peste, Big Ali, Acid, Pit Baccardi, Ol'Kainry, Taïro et bien d'autres encore... http://kamelancien75.skyblog.com/ Produit par : www.neochrome-prod.com Productions par : www.frenchkick.fr Mixé par : http://myspace.com/djsaiddjnassr Néochrome présente: GET ON THE FLOOR Dans les bacs le 11 juin 2007 En savoir plus : http://myspace.com/getontheflooralbum http://get-on-the-floor.skyblog.com http://kamelancien75.skyblog.com/ 30 COMS SUR MON BLOG = 40 COMS SUR TON BLOG 30 COMS SUR MON BLOG = 40 COMS SUR TON BLOG N'HESITE PAS, N'HESITE PAS, N'HESITE PAS rap fr rap francais rap us rap americain rock rnb zouk varieté hardrock techno jazz raggae
ACID & BIG ALI - TOUJOURS FRESH, TOUJOURS CLEAN
- Durée: 5:14
- Notation: 4.32 (69 votes)
- Visites: 58872' favoriteCount='107
- Publié par: neochromeprod
Thématique: acid ali big clean club floor francais french fresh get hall kick neochrome on rap stars street the
Produit par: www.neochrome-prod.com Productions par: www.frenchkick.fr Mixé par : http://myspace.com/djsaiddjnassr Néochrome présente GET ON THE FLOOR Dans les bacs le 11 juin 2007 Album 100% inédit avec : Kamelancien, Seth Gueko, Salif, AP (113), Grodash, Al K-Pote, Nakk, Ill (X-men), Disiz La Peste, Big Ali, Acid, Pit Baccardi, Ol'Kainry, Taïro et bien d'autres encore... En savoir plus : http://myspace.com/getontheflooralbum http://get-on-the-floor.skyblog.com
Grödash feat AP (113) - On rentre pas
- Durée: 3:58
- Notation: 4.86 (7 votes)
- Visites: 4320' favoriteCount='12
- Publié par: mokles19
Thématique: booba clichy emeute francais french hip hop iam lafouine mafiak1fry MARSEILLE PARIS rap rnb rohff sarkosy secret story
http://kamelancien75.skyrock.com/ Ce clip, extrait de la compilation "Get on the floor", vous est offert par le MEILLEUR BLOGG dedie au rap francais http://kamelancien75.skyrock.com/ Album Get On The Floor dans les bacs le deja dans les bacs depuis le 18 JUIN 2007 !!! laissez vos impressions....
L'Skadrille - Ce soir on sort
- Durée: 4:47
- Notation: 4.36 (14 votes)
- Visites: 31661' favoriteCount='24
- Publié par: Komball54
Thématique: Ce Français L'Skadrille on Rap soir sort
Oooooh J-Mi Hoooooo Oooouuh Ooooh Ce n'est que nous wesh Ouais ouais ouais 13 et 16 Hoooooo Oooouuh Ooooh J-Mi Sissoko l'Skadrille Sur le Dance-floor Refrain : Ta le droit d'kiffer Viens détend toi Y'a d'la meuf un pur DJ Pas d'identité Ou que tu sois La vie c'n'est pas qu'une cité Faut qu'tu reste debout Jusqu'au bout L'Skadrille anime le dance-floor Fait toi velle ce soir tu sort Avec César et Trésor baby viens bouge ton corp Beau comme un string sous un taille basse Vas dire au trompa qu'Chacha est dans la place Des Alycia Keys y'en a un paquets Y'en a par 10 par di des comme sa yen a isse Moi la piste j'parle a la miss La langue dans son oreille Elle m'écoute car mon haleine sent l'oseille Reste pas debout j'ai la teillebou Mais oui shui ton bichon Qu'est s'qu'on frait pas pour un bout d'nichon On traverse la piste comme mickael dans billy jean Allume les dalles les Ushers j'éllimine Dans s'feu j'fais tout les petits pas Me montre pas du doigts Si si c'est bien moi Les negros disent... Et les bicos... Mon équipe a du style J'joue au foot en prada 2H qu'shui la j'ai fini d'tchatch tout lmonde Des bières j'en veut une brune et t'es copine une blonde Refrain : T'a le droit d'kiffer Viens détend toi Y'a d'la meuf un pur DJ Pas d'identité Ou que tu sois La vie c'n'est pas qu'une cité Faut qu'tu reste debout Jusqu'au bout L'Skadrille anime le dance-florr Fait toi belle ce soir tu sort Avec César et Trésor Baby viens bouge ton corp On est monté sur starting blok C'est jour de baise C'soir on sort du blok Rien qu'des bicos et des blacks Et du 7.8 sur les plaques Cousins Les coupes gominées Et les boules a Z Wisky join Cousins Laisse tomber le double Z (laisse tomber) Gros lard dans les dépenses A plein la station essence Des baskets dans le coffre Et si sa boom on suivra la cadences Cherche le pas d'danse Le doit en direction du ciel J'sais qu'j'enchaine J'donne le style gangsta a l'ancienne C'est la marron du 7.8 Donc braque Grosse frappe Et arnaque Doublette et jeu de frappe Là shui dans le caré V.I.P Une coupe à la main J'lache la pas bing bing Tout le monde lêve la main On claque les billets On vient tous piller Tous mes sose dans la salle son é parpillerOn s'retrouve sur la piste quand y'a du groove C'est l'zbeul mais tout le monde approuve quand nous on groove Refrain : T'a le droit d'kiffer Viens détend toi Y'a d'la meuf un pur DJ Pas d'identité Ou que tu sois La vie c'n'est pas qu'une cité Faut qu'tu reste debout Jusqu'au bout l'Skadrille anime le dance-floor Fait toi belle ce soir tu sort Avec César et Trésor Baby viens bouge ton corp Sa s'accoude au bar depuis la tour Avec Tarek et Mouley depuis la cour Maintenant les remzet claque Elles ont grandis Plus qu'du remail dans leur sac Pas hardi Une coupe de champ un black un brandi un back hadri Elle danse autour de ma table de bandits Amorti les 15 euros Si tu les a mis Elles aiment que des gens leurs paille Et surtout les amis Ces L'Skadrille la famille On sait de quoi on cause Trésor et César jusqu'à l'overdose Cousins pase de chance pour toi Toute la nuit t'es resté assis On a foutu l'zbeul sur lorna et Benni Bennassi Sous les spots line Du cognac dans mon coca light Déstabiliser parce'que j'pouvais pas venir en survette nike J'traverse la piste le DJ crit mon blaze dans l'mike (Spécial pour Trésor) J'suis l'boss d'la scene et du red line C'est la meme d'la bas tot les duo dans la boite Chacun joue son rôle Le terrain on contrôle Refrain : T'a le droit d'kiffer Viens détend toi Y'a d'la meuf un pur DJ Pas d'identité Ou que tu sois La vie c'n'est pas qu'une cité Faut qu'tu reste debout Jusqu'au bout L'Skadrille anime le dance-floor Fait toi belle ce soir tu sort Avec César et Trésor Baby Viens bouge ton corp Refrain : T'a le droit d'kiffer Viens détend toi Y'a d'la meuf un pur DJ Pas d'identité Ou que tu sois La vie c'n'est pas qu'une cité Faut qu'tu reste debout Jusqu'au bout L'Skadrille anime le dance-floor Fait toi beau ce soir tu bouge Avec César et Trésor Baby Viens bouge ton corp Trésor César L'Skadrille J-Mi Sissoko 7.8 , 7.5
Shaq Rapping & Madsen Dancing
- Durée: 2:20
- Notation: 5.00 (19 votes)
- Visites: 5739' favoriteCount='45
- Publié par: BryantDunkGiant
Thématique: 2001 bryant championship dance dancing kobe lakers madsen mark o'neal parade rap rapping shaq shaquille
The best dance in the history of white people dancing. Mark Madsen gets buck on the dance floor while Shaq spits over "It Takes Two." Taken from the Lakers 2001 Championship Parade. Back 2 Back.
US5-Round And Round
- Durée: 10:29
- Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
- Visites: 1511' favoriteCount='4
- Publié par: vanessaisveryprrety
Thématique: pop
jay: she likes to party from night till dawn no doubt about it she's got what you want she'll chew you up or you'd better watch out so give up, better stop she'll drive you from the top richie: that girl means trouble there's no way out she'll take your taste and then she'll throw you out her mouth she's not your lover you'd better wake up jay: cause it may be too late for you to get out I know what's on your mind, girl chorus: round and round she likes to boogie drop you down on to the floor round and round she likes to boogie make you scream and beg for more round and round chris: she's never sorry she's got no fear take all your money and then disappear don't play with fire you're gonna get burned so give up, better stop she'll drive you from the top izzy: that girl means trouble there's no way out she'll take your taste and then she'll throw you out her mouth she's not your lover you'd better wake up chris: cause it may be too late for you to get out I know what's on your mind, girl chorus: round and round she likes to boogie drop you down on to the floor round and round she likes to boogie make you scream and beg for more round and round vinnie: she's the badest girl you've ever seen she will hunt you down and change you in your dreams I don't need another love by ya are you ready are you ready to the beat jay (rap): I went up to the party and saw a wicked girl she turned my life from inside out and left a shaded world if only she will call me my life would be an ease it goes up and down round and round stick to the beat round and round stick to the beat round and round stick to the beat go chorus: round and round she likes to boogie drop you down into the floor round and round she likes to boogie make you scream and beg for more round and round she likes to boogie drop you down into the floor round and round she likes to boogie make you scream and beg for more she takes me round and round
Don Zaraani - Nas vs. Jay-z - The Lyrical Battle
- Durée: 3:45
- Notation: 5.00 (6 votes)
- Visites: 8230' 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)
Allen Iverson 2001 Allstar Game MVP 25pts 5 assists 5 steals
- Durée: 8:43
- Notation: 4.89 (158 votes)
- Visites: 68551' favoriteCount='325
- Publié par: pennyccw
Thématique: ad allen anthony bryant carter iverson james jordan kidd kobe lebron marbury mcgrady mix nba o'neal pierce wade
This may be the moment we look back on as the exact time and place where Allen Iverson finally got it. The mercurial superstar of the Philadelphia 76ers had just been named Most Valuable Player of the 50th NBA All-Star Game. He had just led the Eastern Conference to the greatest comeback in All-Star annals and was physically spent. Iverson was just miles from his hometown, minutes from his alma mater and in front of dozens of friends and family. There were a million emotions tugging at a very emotional man. Oh, yeah, did we mention that Iverson was standing right next to NBA commissioner David Stern? Iverson has been called on to Stern's carpet several times, including twice this season. David's not exactly one of Allen's homeboys. And when Stern offered a nice little pun about Iverson's rap music, it was as if Iverson didn't even hear him. As Stern handed him the MVP trophy, all Iverson could think of was one thing when he was asked to speak. "Where's my coach at?" he asked. "Where's Coach Brown?" It was a nice touch by Iverson to seek out Larry Brown, his coach for the past 3 1/2 seasons. For a player often described as selfish and immature, it was a giant step toward superstardom. "It's special, and it's a tribute to my coach and my teammates," said Iverson. "I've always felt that whether these guys know it or not, kids watch them and want to be like them and today was the greatest thing for basketball," Brown said. "There were so many lessons to be learned, from him in what he's accomplished." It was a moment about a million miles removed from Iverson's rookie year, when Charles Barkley called him "Me-myself-and-Iverson." It has been a long and bumpy road for Brown and Iverson. When Brown took over the 76ers in 1997, he was inheriting the NBA's problem child, a trigger-happy gunner with no respect for authority. There have been countless clashes. Over shot selection, which Iverson still is learning. Over defense, which Iverson once considered an afterthought. Over playing time, which Iverson wants at all times. Over practices, which Iverson long considered optional. This summer, the 76ers considered exiling Iverson to the Los Angeles Clippers. Maybe that was the moment. Iverson promised to improve his attendance at practice and be more understanding of Brown. He even asked for the captaincy to show his commitment. Yeah, sure, Allen. We'll believe it when we see it. But a funny thing happened this season. Iverson came to practice all the time. His shot selection and decision-making improved. He dug in on defense harder than ever before. And the Sixers started winning. A lot. They won their first 10 games and have never really slowed down, despite a series of debilitating injuries. As they enter the stretch run, their 37-13 record is in the best in the NBA. "I think you see in him, like you do in a lot of players, as they mature in the league off the floor, they mature on the floor," said Sacramento Kings coach Rick Adelman, who watched Iverson dismantle his Western Conference All-Stars in the fourth quarter. "They understand what it is all about. Allen seems to have done that." No one ever has doubted Iverson's skills or his competitiveness or his toughness. It is what has stamped his game with superstar quality. But there is more to being a superstar than playing at a level where your skill and desire are unmatched by anyone on the court. It also is determined by how you carry yourself off the court. Iverson has no plans to unbraid his cornrows, surgically remove his tattoos or give up his secondary dream of being a rap star. But he does seem as if he finally is committed to accepting all of the responsibilities of being a true superstar -- something the NBA desperately needs. "It's going to be beautiful for years to come," Iverson said of his moment. Perhaps Iverson finally does get it, even if we don't quite get him.
Blazer Performance
- Durée: 6:42
- Notation: 3.33 (3 votes)
- Visites: 3450' favoriteCount='7
- Publié par: joelisbatman
Thématique: Badman Dance Hip Hop Rap
Groove Nation's Boombox, Revolution, and Remix dance troupes tear up the dance floor at Portland's Trail Blazers halftime show.
John Cena - Bad, Bad Man
- Durée: 3:32
- Notation: 4.76 (75 votes)
- Visites: 25199' favoriteCount='92
- Publié par: dflwsharpshooter
Thématique: Bad Bumpy Can't Cena Chain Foxxx Freddie Gang hip-hop John KnucklesTha Man Me Music rap See Trademarc WWE You
John Cena - Bad, Bad Man From: Album: You Can't See Me **If you know of anything else that this song is from (games, movies, etc.) just let me know so I can add it to the From list** I will not be uploading any music videos, but if you have a certain song that you want to request leave me a comment on my page or send me a message!! Lyrics: [John Cena] Aww, you done did it now Chaos you shoulda put this one in the vault man! They not ready - they don't know what's comin man! Oh we gonna drop this on 'em right here Y'all ain't ready for this, Y'ALL AIN'T READY FOR NONE OF THIS! Your boy's a bad man, and we invadin the streets Make unclever rappers scurred, they be droppin the heat Shocked the world, now I'm standin alone I flip fools like them clamshell cellular phones You can't help but nod your head to the track Fuck the watered down rap, we be takin it back Give it to me straight - ain't no chasin it Check yourself in the mirror - ain't no facin it Cause you, playin the role and you plannin to fold This the masterplan, we got the planet on hold We all over the streets like your favorite sneaker Breakin up your sound like a drive-through speaker Everything that I be spittin is strong After I rock, fast forward through the rest of the song We the monkeywrench, that's gonna ruin your plan And don't fuck with John Cena - I'm a BAD, BAD MAN [Chorus 2X: Bumpy Knuckles] With the mic in my hands I'm a bad man Even in a fight with the hands I'm a bad man Livin in the streets all my life I'm a bad man I'm a bad man, I'm a bad man [Tha Trademarc] We devils - rockin ambient levels We set loose among hot tunes to instrumentals And cats got one-liners, I drop several And I think it's funny you choose, losin progress or runnin in place; we makin moves, and y'all settle I rip rappers and take responsibility for makin future hall-of-famers look third rate Y'all are lost for words like conversation on your worst first date and ride beats, creep through side streets Looseleaf notepads that's where rhymes leak Punchlines - man, don't even beg I got knee-slappin tracks, y'all brusin your leg You a rhyme writer - funny man, that's a joke You ain't worthy of bein my secretary man that's a quote I flood tracks like cracks in boats And pussy rappers choked up with they own lines in they throat [Chorus] [Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx] TURN UP THE MICROPHONE and see me I'm a beast MC's and they beats is what I eat, 16 I'll leave you in the street My rhymes are sicker than gangrene in both feet It's spreadin up the leg, and headed for the head Your rhymes are whack your style is proof that the brain corrosion is fuckin with your chosen flows, I'm nice with mics My hands'll break your nose like Mikey Tyson Fightin in his prime, one rhyme And I shake up the room one time, BOOM! To the jaw Your face is a coat type raw And the blood and snot they mix, jelly on the floor My love is cop them bricks, belly on the floor I rob you, you soft and you really ain't a problem I solve you, 357 long nose revolve you Acid in your face, bad look, dissolve you I'm a bad, bad man Yeah, check it out It's Bumpy Knuckles baby And I want you to say hello to the BAD, BAD, MAN - C'MON! **All negative and vulgar comments WILL be deleted, so don't waste your time posting them!!**
Speak the Hungarian Rapper
- Durée: 4:11
- Notation: 4.35 (5023 votes)
- Visites: 1839538' favoriteCount='8533
- Publié par: jokaiterrorists
Thématique: 2001.09.11. Hungarian Hungary rap Speak stop the war
It's not meant to be a joke!!!!!
DMX ft. Dr. Dre - Still On The Floor (A2G Remix)
- Durée: 4:9
- Notation: 4.59 (68 votes)
- Visites: 47786' favoriteCount='165
- Publié par: A2GRemixProduction
Thématique: A2G DJ DMX dogg Dr. Dre Floor ft. get hip hop it On rap Remix rnb snoop Still The
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Christina Aguilera ft. Redman - Dirrty
- Durée: 4:59
- Notation: ( votes)
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- Publié par: PattiSmith0
Thématique: - Aguilera Christina Dirrty ft Redman
Redman:] Ah, dirrty (dirrty) Filthy (filthy) Nasty (Christina), you nasty (yeah) Too dirrty to clean my act up If you ain't dirrty You ain't here to party (woo!) Ladies (move) Gentlemen (move) Somebody ring the alarm A fire on the roof Ring the alarm (and I'm throwin' elbows) [7x] Oh, I'm overdue Give me some room I'm comin through Paid my dues In the mood Me and the girls gonna shake the room DJ's spinning (show your hands) Let's get dirrty (that's my jam) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat until my clothes come off It's explosive, speakers are pumping (oh) Still jumping, six in the morning Table dancing, glasses are mashing (oh) No question, time for some action Temperature's up (can you feel it) About to erupt Gonna get my girls Get your boys Gonna make some noise Wanna get rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Sweat dripping over my body Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Ah, heat is up So ladies, fellas Drop your cups Body's hot Front to back Now move your ass I like that Tight hip huggers (low for sure) Shake a little somethin' (on the floor) I need that, uh, to get me off Sweat until my clothes come off Let's get open, cause a commotion (ooh oh) We're still going, eight in the morning There's no stopping, we keep it popping (oh) Hot rocking, everyone's talking Give all you got (give it to me) Just hit the spot Gonna get my girls Get your boys Gonna make some noise Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Ooh sweat dripping over my body Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty (oh, oh) It's about time for my arrival Here it comes, it's the one You've been waiting on Get up, get it up Yup, that's what's up Giving just what you want To the maximum Uh oh, here we go (here we go) You can tell when the music Starts to drop That's when we take it To the parking lot And I bet you somebody's Gonna call the cops Uh oh's, here we go's (here we go) Ohh ooh ohh, yeah yeah... [Redman:] Yo, hot damn, Doc a jam like a summer show I keep my car looking like a crash dummy drove My gear look like the bank got my money froze For dead presidents I pimp like Huddy roll Doc the one that excite ya divas (ow!) If the media shine I'm shining with both of the sleeves up Yo Christina, better hop in here My block live and in color, like Rodman hair (yeah) The club is packed, the bar is filled I'm waiting for sister to act, like Lauryn Hill Frankly, it's a rap, no bargain deals I drive a four wheel ride with foreign wheels Throw it up Baby it's brick city, you heard of that We blessed, and hung low, like Bernie Mac Dogs, let 'em out, women, let 'em in It's like I'm ODB, the way I'm freaking Wanna get rowdy (rowdy, yeah) Gonna get a little unruly (ruly) Get it fired up in a hurry (hurry) Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party (party) Sweat dripping over my body (body) Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly (Ooh oh) Get it fired up in a hurry (Ooh oh) Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Ooh sweat dripping over my body Dancing getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Rowdy Gonna get a little unruly Get it fired up in a hurry Wanna get dirrty It's about time that I came to start the party Sweat dripping over my body Dance and getting just a little naughty Wanna get dirrty It's about time for my arrival Uh, what
Girlicious - Liar Liar (w/ lyrics) + download
- Durée: 3:40
- Notation: 4.98 (49 votes)
- Visites: 31782' favoriteCount='196
- Publié par: ObsessedWitTwilight
Thématique: (w/ download Girlicious Liar lyrics)
Girlicious - Liar Liar SUPPORT GIRLICIOUS 4EVER!! get their CD!! Lyrics:: Cause I gotta player my hands I got a real jabber on my hands I got a faker on my hands Got a good liar on my hands [Flo Rida rap] hey shawty why you aint tell me you need the soap flo rida i'll supply ya we selling tops dont ya know i do for you what i do for them girls that be getting low low low low dirty episodes girl i gotta write them plans spent fifty grand to get to know me i can get that liar off your hands cause i tell you what baby we poppin rubber bands lil mama i am the man tell me what you sayin [Chrystina] Everybody gets Gets a fair try You alright with me Till you tell a lie From the top you seem Like a differant type of guy Did your own thing I gave it a try Then you [Natalie] Told me you were catching feelings Kind of unusual Normally you don't Let no women Ever see this side of you And I'll admit You had me going Thinking that this was the move Until I seen that girl all on you Kissing you Now your bridge is burned [Chyrstina] (Uh huh u huh) I guess I was wrong about him (Uh huh uh huh) It looks like now I gotta a problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta a bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil liar on my hands [Nichole] I told my girls I wouldn't trip I'm gonna stay calm I'll just wait till later Then give him a call Now he's trying to convince me That I didn't see what I saw You're all on the defense 'Cause you know you just broke the law Now you're [Tiffanie] Tellin me your all about me And no other girl will do But boy one thing about me is I ain't a fool But I'll admit you had me going Thinking that this was the move Until I seen that girl all on you Kissing you Now your bridge is burned [Chyrstina] (Uh huh u huh) I guess I was wrong about him (Uh huh uh huh) It looks like now I gotta a problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta a bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil liar on my hands [Flo Rida] Drop it to the floor Oh yeh you got it right this time You got a player on your hands But if its to hot for ya Drop it to the floor [Girlicous] Watcha know about Being up in the club With a another girl Gettin caught up You know ur gonna pay Ya gotta plead your case I'm coming your way What you gonna say [Flo Rida rap] i dont like her i just show love i promise i dont drink i sip a lil bub i pormise i dont party i just go to clubs i promise ill smoke that cush roll it up liar liar pants on fire flo rida in the hot seat one man choir iam all about them caz she told me go rida tearing up the bed but i be a scuba diver [Chyrstina] (Uh huh u huh) I guess I was wrong about him (Uh huh uh huh) It looks like now I gotta a problem 'Cause I gotta a player on my hands I gotta a bulljiva on my hands I gotta faker on my hands I gotta lil liar on my hands (Drop it to the floor) [Girlicous] Watcha know about Being up in the club With a another girl Gettin caught up You know ur gonna pay Ya gotta plead your case I'm coming your way What you gonna say download link - http://www.zshare.net/audio/1693195215cdb2b1/ i don't own this link, credict goes to girliciousgal08. NOTE: IF YOU DONT LIKE HOW THE PICTURE SPINS, IGNORE IT OR DONT WATCH MY VIDEOS AT ALL. anyways, the point of this vid was the lyrics so if ur looking at the lyrics, why would you be lookin' at the pic?
Naruto-Get It On The Floor
- Durée: 4:38
- Notation: 4.61 (77 votes)
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- Publié par: lilmac575
Thématique: AMV anime DMX floor get it music Naruto on rap the videos
The sencond AMV and one of the hardest so far hope ya like
Jay Z 99 Problems
- Durée: 4:21
- Notation: 4.50 (16 votes)
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- Publié par: KevRep10k
Thématique: 99 hip-hop jay problems rap
Look In Here!! If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one [Verse One] I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed Rap critics they say he's "Money Cash Hoes" I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward I got beef with radio if i don't play they show They don't play my hits i don't give a shit SO Rap mags try and use my black ass So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads, fuckers I don't know what you take me as, Or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 problems but the bitch aint one If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Two] The year's '94 and my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm) Bounce on the double put the pedal to the floor Now I ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay. Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case So I...pull over to the side of the road I heard "Son do you know why I'm stoppin' you for?" Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hats real low? Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know Am I under arrest or should I gas em up? "Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' " "Liscense and registration and step out of the car" "Are you carryin' a weapon on you I know a lot of you are" I ain't steppin out of shit all my paper's legit "Well, do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?" Well my glove compartment is locked so are the trunk in the back And I know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that "Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?" "Or somebody important or somethin'?" Nah, I ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit Enough that you won't illegally search my shit "We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come" I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Chorus] 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one hit me 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one if you havin girl problems i feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one Hit me [Verse Three] Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motor bike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing that's gonna happen is I'ma get to clappin He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain And there I go trapped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratchin again Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them D.A. tried to give the nigga shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm African All because this fool was harrasin' them Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems being a bitch ain't one. Hit me [Chorus X3] You're crazy for this one Rick It's your boy
Dee Dee Ramone - Baby Doll
- Durée: 4:48
- Notation: 4.44 (27 votes)
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- Publié par: roadtooruin
Thématique: baby deedee doll funky hip hop in man ramone rap spotlight standing the
rare presskit/bio from sire records in promotion of his album "standing in the spotlight": The street level is the same. So are the cutting edge lyrics, the razor sharp humor and the intensity and integrity that grab you from the first cut. Even the face on the cover is familiar. But that's about as far as the comparisons stretch. In fact, any similarity between Dee Dee King, one of rap's most innovative new arrivals, and his creator, Dee Dee Ramone, exist only in the ear of the beholder. As one of the founding members of, and bassist for, The Ramones -- one of modern rock's most influential groups -- Dee Dee Ramone has taken a startling and sensational step in a new musical direction with his rapping alter ego, Dee Dee King. The proof is on dazzling display on Standing In The Spotlight, Dee Dee King's debut album on Sire Records. One of the most upfront, exciting, and explosively entertaining entries so far this year, Standing In The Spotlight features nine Dee Dee (make that King) rap originals, plus a hip-hop version of "Mashed Potatoe" that blows other recent dance craze remakes right off the floor. In some ways, Dee Dee King is the next logical step for the man behind the words of "Gimme Gimme Shock Treatment," "Sheena Is A Punk Rocker," "Lobotomy" (sic) and "Rockaway Beach." In other words, it's as completely unexpected as Dr. Jeckyl's transformation into Mr. Hyde. This particular transformation began about three years ago, when Dee Dee (make that Ramone) first picked up on the burgeoning rap world. "I fell in love with the stuff," he enthuses. "It was happening on the street, which is right where my music has always been. The words just knocked me out, maybe because I've always considered myself first and foremost a lyricist. In fact, I'd been exploring ways to expand the whole verse-chorus-verse structure, to take it a step further and make it more like a short story." After some intensive study of the best and brightest rappers on the New York City circuit, Dee Dee was ready to make his move. "I'm not black and not interested in pretending I am," he asserts. "My roots are in rock and roll and that is the direction I took my raps." What began to take shape is a sound Dee Dee called "Rap In' Roll," a mixture of Ramones energy and King-style rhymes that taked out a whole new musical turf. "The sound had to be there," he continues, "but in rap, the image can be just as important. I went out and bought the sweatsuits and Adidas sneakers, but it didn't feel right. So I mixed my own style with what the other rappers were wearing. I spent a lot of time getting just the right jewelry -- the best I could find -- and mixed it with my traditional Converse hi-top sneakers." The end result resembles a modern day hip-hop James Dean look, with which Dee Dee feels very comfortable. Taking the name Dee Dee King, his next step was to try out his rapology on the public. An early single, "Funky Man," garnered favorable response and invited comparisons to such inventive rappers as Rappin' Rodney and Jazzy Jeff. "A lot of people including Schooly D. wanted to work with me after that and believe me, I was tempted. But I knew I was going in my own direction and I wanted to stay on track." With producer Daniel Rey behind the boards, and such special guests as Debbie Harry and former Blondie guitarist Chris Stein, Dee Dee King started work on an album of his own. The result is "Standing In The Spotlight" and if it's safe to say The Ramones changed rock forever, you can be sure Dee Dee King will do the same for rap. "As my alter ego, King is able to do a lot of things I've always wanted," explains Dee Dee. "On 'The Crusher,' he becomes a professional wrestler. In 'Commotion In The Ocean,' he goes to California and becomes a surfer, and in 'German Kid,' he actually raps in German. But I think what was the most exciting to me was the chance to be really romantic on rap ballads like 'Baby Doll.' I think people have always seen me as a very hard-edged guy. Actually, love is the most interesting thing I can think of to write and sing about. Maybe some Ramones fans will be shocked at the sentiments coming out of Dee Dee King's mouth, but that's just another part of who I am and how I feel." The pieces are all in place for Dee Dee King's "Standing In The Spotlight" to emerge as a sizzling solo debut. The immediate future holds plans for a video or two off of the LP and a possible tour, but one thing is certain: Dee Dee King is set to make the same kind of impact on rap that Dee Dee Ramone has made on rock.
SEXY CAN I - Ray J ft Young Berg Piano Cover by Dr. Jay
- Durée: 3:34
- Notation: 4.90 (177 votes)
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- Publié par: music4lifemd
Thématique: Berg Can hip-hop Kardashian Kim piano pop r&b rap Ray Sexy Video Young
By request, sing/rap along to lyrics below of this #1 song where I'm from: Minneapolis B96 Blazin' Hip-Hop and R&B! Enjoy! Dr. Jay SEXY CAN I - Ray J (Feat. Yung Berg) Producer/Writer: Noel "Detail" Fisher Piano/Drums Arrangement on Yamaha YPG-625: Jay Gorostiza Villanueva, MD [Intro] Ray..Yeah It's Yung Berg Sexy can I Yeah, Yeahhh All we wanna know is.... [Chorus:] Sexy can I, just pardon my manners. Girl how you shake it, got a playa like (ohhhh) It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera All I wanna know is, Sexy can I, Sexy Can I, hit it from the front, then I hit it from the back. know you like it like that. then we take it to the bed, then we take it to the floor then we chill for a second, then were back at it for more Sexy can I, just pardon my manners. Girl how you shake it, got a playa like (ohhhh) It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera All I wanna know is, sexy can I. [Young Berg:] What up lil mama, it's ya boy Youngin G5 dippin, lui vuitton luggage (ay) Gotta love it, ya boy so fly All the ladies go (ohhh) when a playa go by. Gucci on the feet, Marc Jacob on the thigh She wanna ride or die with cha boy in the chi. That's right, so I let her kiss the prince so boyfriend, she ain't missed him since. [Ray J:] Sexy can I, just pardon my manners. Girl how you shake it, got a playa like (ohhhh) It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera All I wanna know is, sexy can I. Sexy can I, keep it on the low. Got a girl at the crib, we can take it to the mo-mo. You can bring a friend, or you can ride solo. Let me get my camera, so we can take a photo. (Oh,ohh,ohh) Now go shawty, go shawty. Baby when we make love it's like, (Oh,ohh,ohh) (I don't know what your man is like but shawty all I want to know is:) sexy can I. Sexy can I, visit you at work When you sliding down the pole no panties,no shirt Then you climb back up the pole, then you drop and do the splits. How you make that booty talk, Baby damn, u workin wit it (Oh,ohh,ohh) Now go shawty, go shawty. I make it rain in the club like (Oh,ohh,ohh) (I don't know what your man is like but baby all I want to know is:) Sexy can I Sexy can I, just pardon my manners. Girl how you shake it, got a playa like (ohhhh) It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera All I wanna know is, sexy can I. Young Berg: I don't care who's ya boy freakin', or who Ray's nailing When I give it to her, i know that she ain't tellin' See i'm a go getta and she'll go get it You already know shhh... (Sexy can I) Sexy can I send for you red-eye Fresh out the pool no towel let it air dry. And if you ain't freaky tonight then you can watch that tour bus go by [Chorus:] Sexy can I, just pardon my manners. Girl how you shake it, got a playa like (oh baby) It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera All I wanna know is, sexy can I. Sexy can I, hit it from the front, then I hit it from the back. know you like it like that. then we take it to the bed, then we take it to the floor then we chill for a second, then were back at some more Sexy can I, just pardon my manners. pGirl how you shake it, got a play like (ohhhh) It's a kodak moment, let me go and get my camera All I wanna no is, sexy can I. can i just have some fun..I said can I just have some fun _______________________________________ Info about Song: "Sexy Can I" is the first single from Ray J from his upcoming album All I Feel It features labelmate Yung Berg (and is set to be featured on Berg's debut album Look What You Made Me) and is produced by Noel "Detail" Fisher. ********************************** Tags: B96 Hot 97 KMOJ KDWB KIIS KHHT Hot 92 Itunes Hot 100 Ray J Brandy Kim Kardashian Vivid Video Karaoke Videoke Lyrics Words MTV BET VH1 American Idol America's Best Dance Crew Minneapolis Minnesota Twin Cities USA Piano Shaquille O'Neal Cameo Pianist Composer Songwriter Arranger Producer Singer Musician Medicine Medical Doctor Tony Tone E. Fly Morning Show Danni Starr Producer Trey B-Right
Cunnin Lynguists feat. Masta Ace - Seasons
- Durée: 3:38
- Notation: 4.94 (340 votes)
- Visites: 113624' favoriteCount='976
- Publié par: upurassutube
Thématique: Ace Cunnin feat. Lynguists Lyrics Masta Seasons
Cunnin Lynguists feat. Masta Ace - Seasons Dunno if there right lyrics comment me if there wrong in some places. =] [Intro] One two It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists We about to get into the seasons The seasons of hip hop How we gonna start it? [Masta Ace] As we spring back to the past, it was all happening fast We glorified coke and smoking crack in a glass When b-boys danced to the latest jam You could say this man was the greatest fan When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all you needed When it blast...they must move You just proved you're hard like L in Krush Groove And songs started to drop - Ain't nobody start at the top Before Preme (DJ Premier) learned the art of the chop This is way before SP's...and MPC's And long before CD's and MP3's The game started to bloom and blossom And masters ready for the cermony, like a groom in costume Growth from the rain of the previous years I took notes from what I heard through these devious ears Yeah [Deacon the Villian] As Summer's heatwaves ascended in it's splendid manner Green was flooding our scene, although the skin was tanner "Fuck The Police!!" jumpin over radio scanners It was hot in the shade, wet paint all over the canvans Fuck Vanilla Ice cones, we had T, Cube's Amerikka's Most And wanted that Chronic on the Left-Coast Talent pools were full and fresh for swimming Backstrokin' through Dark Sides and Illmatic beginnings Them lemonade stands would make you street platinum It was 2 Live.. Florida crews caught heat for rappin But free speech pollination kept bee's colonizing in hives And stung Delores Tucker right in her pride The Tribes ocean splash was rising the tide Strictly 4 My Niggaz that were ready to die in the ride I wish the summer's vibe could've lasted forever To bad we had to have a change in that weather.. that shit was beautiful [Chorus] "Seasons Change, mad things rearrange" - Lauryn Hill, "How Many Mics" "Play me in the winter, play me in the summer, play in the autumn, any order"- Ladybug, "9th Wonder" "Seasons Change, mad things rearrange" - Lauryn Hill, "How Many Mics" "Trees bright and green turn yellow brown, autumn caught em See all them leaves must fall down" - Andre 3000, "13th Floor/Growing Old" [Kno] As the East vs. West winds blew, causing two Legends to Fall like maple leaves from escalated beef Assumed that the worst was over Til these cats started wearing shiny costumes like the 31st of October The weather's colder, but the word jacket/jack it Is what they did to people's styles, not what they covered they backs with Tactics of the skill impaired No Limit to what they'll do when the green is scarce Some be Thanksgiving for who they know, while others get jerked for loot Cause gettin signed ain't a turkey shoot No respect for the pilgrims who paved the way so you could rock that Just pop crap and Plymouth Rock-Rap Beyond gimmicks and fake plastic tits Outkast and Raekwon dropped fall classic discs Born to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn Before the bottom dropped out in 2K [SOS] By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains Winter brought along platinum causing the ice age No more Gold, no more YO! MTV RAPS Now we got R&B cats stealing classic rap tracks In winter it's snowed in like the temperature's below ten Citizens open up shows for more snowmen Scrawny boys rock bubblegooses to pose like grown men And you can catch freezer burn from women when they show skin Jolly, fat, white men get paid when rap hits the shelves And artists themselves get treated like Elves Matter of fact, Santa's gotten so greedy when a rapper sells You even need clearance to sample Jingle Bells What the hell! You need cells and 2 ways for chicks to bone ya? And so much ice on ya body that you can get pneumonia Even at the beaches of Daytona it's gotten colder But it's about time for the cycle to start over [echo] How we gonna start?
Big L and Jay-Z - 7 Minute Freestyle (LYRICS)
- Durée: 7:8
- Notation: 4.87 (101 votes)
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- Publié par: Beastaz
Thématique: big freestyle hip hip-hop hop jay-z minute old r.i.p. rap school true
Two oF ThA GrEaTeSt LyRiCiStS oF AlL TiMe R.I.P BIG L Big L'z LyRiCz Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police jet Known to get a priest wet I never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin them with smoking gats Leavin token blacks with broken backs and open caps So with that bullshit, step to the rear son The last thing you want with Big L is a fair one Cause in a street brawl, I strike men like lightning You see what happened in my last fight friend? Aight then I beat kids with lead pipes I leave a trail of dead mic's Where I'm from, niggaz jewels get ran like red lights Old folks get mugged and raided Crimes are drug related And we live by the street rules that thugs created Clowns get smoked about a thousand volts For selling pounds of coke Front in this town and get a tech stuck down your throat I'm tellin you shit is about to get drastic soon I'm quick to blast a goon And break a motherfucker like a plastic spoon I got the looks that make your hotty stare I keep a shotty near It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear Tracks I'm know to roast Until the microphone is ghost Props I own the most I'm leaving niggaz comatose Front and get your brain pinched Big L will have your whole gang lynched I started smoking dust and been insane since This rap shit was a great gift The other night some snake riffed And got a hot lead face lift All through high school I had braids I kept mad blades Stabbing teachers to death that gave me bad grades I cook the mic like a beef steak Cause my techniques great And I'm the nigga police hate in each state Cause I'm the neighborhood lamper Punk brother vamper Fuck around you'll find my silk boxers in your mother's hamper Cops drop when my glock makes a pow sound I'm from a whyle town You know my style clown, so bow down My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched Rappers I jack and lynch Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events Big L is the nigga you expect To catch wreck in any cassette deck I'm so ahead of my time, my parents haven't met yet I'm feeling like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake I probably got your mommy strung Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Guillianni hung Never had a gassed head Got loot cause I stash bread Try to tax and I'ma beat your fagot ass half-dead I stomp white cops till the life stops For a low price hops Cause my blood is colder than an ice box On 1-3-9 you don't want a block war Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor And every time a mack eleven bucks I'm killing at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike, I'm rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain't shit, ain't no such thing as Miss Right So we can never be a couple hun Fuck love, all I got for ho's is hard dick and bubble gum And clown emcee's I be attacking quick I'm on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac And put the gat to his cap, click-clack Sorry jack but get up out of that My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate I can't wait to demonstrate this nickel plate He didn't listen to what I was speakin He started reaching So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking
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