Haroun - Le zonard
- Durée: 3:0
- Notation: 5.00 (20 votes)
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- Publié par: RobK1K1
Thématique: au connexion fabe français french front haroun hip-hop koma le mokless morad rap real scred zonard
Extrait de l'album "Au front".
PSY4 DE LA RIME - Présentation
- Durée: 1:21
- Notation: 5.00 (37 votes)
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- Publié par: MaSSilia74100
Thématique: concert de la marseillais psy4 rime yahiaoui zidane
Psy4 De La Rime est un groupe de rap français originaire de Marseille. Le groupe est fondé en 1995 dans les quartiers Nord de Marseille, sous le nom de KDB (Kid Dog Black). Il se compose de Segnor Alonzo, Don Vincenzo, Soprano originaires des Iles Comores, et du DJ Sya Styles, le marocain. Les Psy4 commencent par la scène, notamment en première partie de groupes comme les Sages Poètes de la Rue, la Fonky Family ou DJ Cut Killer. Dès 1998, ils font différents titres sur les bandes originales de Zonzon et Comme un aimant, mais aussi sur les compilations Time Bomb, Sad Hill Impact et Sur un air positif (2001). Forts de ces premières expériences, les quatre musiciens s'attèlent à leur premier album, Block Party, qui sort en mars 2002. C'est cet album Block Party qui révèle les Psy4 de la Rime à un public beaucoup plus large, grâce à des morceaux comme Le Son des Bandits, Block Party, ou encore La Vengeance aux Deux Visages. D'entrée le groupe marseillais démontre ses talents techniques. D'une part au niveau des productions qui s'avèrent très soignées, qu'elles soient mélancoliques à base de samples de classique (Repère les Collabos , La Vengeance aux deux visages) ou plus énergiques (Sale bête, Block Party). Les flows différents mais complémentaires de Don Vincenzo, Segnor Alonzo et Soprano ne laissent pas indifférent et le groupe peut alors préparer son second album en jouissant d'une certaine notoriété, et en ayant réussi à redorer le blason d'un rap marseillais alors dans le creux de la vague. Enfants de la lune, le second LP du groupe, sort fin septembre 2005. Entre temps, Soprano s'est consacré au développement de son label Street Skillz. Des instrumentales plus synthétiques -sauf pour Au Front où l'on retrouve un sample tiré de la bande originale du film Avalon par Kenji Kawai, et Enfants de la lune avec Ana Torroja, où le groupe s'offre à la fois le sample et la chanteuse du groupe espagnol Mecano, des textes plus personnels, Comme une bouteille à la mer, solo poignant de Soprano où le rappeur revient sur sa relation avec sa mère. Ils auront amené la révélation de Soprano, rappeur très prolifique multipliant les productions, les apparitions scéniques et les collaborations, ayant lui même permis à des talents très prometteurs comme Mino ou l'Algérino de percer. Le groupe fait également partie du label 361 records, label monté par Akhenaton ou on y retrouve entre autre des artistes tel que Chiens de paille, L'Algérino, Said et Veus Lyricist. Segnor Alonzo = DJAE Kassimou = d'origine comorienne. Don Vincenzo = ISSILAME illiassa = d'origine comorienne. Soprano = M'ROUMBABA Saïd = d'origine comorienne. Sya Styles = AÏT BAAR Rachid = d'origine marocaine.
Psy4 De La Rime - Pour toi j'tue
- Durée: 5:22
- Notation: 4.92 (12 votes)
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- Publié par: Komball54
Thématique: 13 2008 Alonzo Cités D'Or De français j'tue La Les Marseille Pour Psy4 rap Rime Soprano Styles Sya toi Vincenzo
soprano C'temps ci j'ai du mal à compter les moutons des loups me tournent autour, beaucoup de ceux qui m'baisent la main veulent me baiser tout court! J roucoule avec mon calme de peur qu'un gun me fasse la cour, qu'un coup parte ma haine à trop envie d leur faire l'amour... En tout cas si un jour t'as la clé et qu' touvres mon coeur tu verras des photos d'ma mère tapisser l'décor, tu verras mes frères et soeurs avec le front au sol alignés derrière mon père et une grosse boussole! Tu comprendras pourquoi mon coeur est solide, il tient sur 5 piliers car j'écris Dieu sans X! Tu verras aussi un coin triste avec des tas d'cadeaux pour un fils né sous X! La musique de fond est celle du ghetto, mon rap un lingot ok demain C'est Mej et Matéo. Les futurs disques d'or: la Swija, Léa et Mino et dans un coffre fort ceux de Vinc, Cya et d'Alonzo... Dis toi Alex qu'pour toi j tue! Si Inaya se casse un ongle, les hôpitaux m'appelleront John Q! Pour eux frère j'mets mon bic au fond d'ma gorge et ma gerbe s' vend à des milliers d'exemplaires, j suis pas là pour te plaire.... Nan si tu cherches de la caille ne comptes pas sur mon flair sauf si tu pètes tous les cadenas de mon coeur et là j'te jure ton ennemi aura des trous dans le corps.. Pour toi j'tue!! refrain: vincenzo Malgré le calibre sur la tempe, pour toi j'tue, tu seras le premier à l'entendre pour toi j'tue! alonzo Touche pas à la mama, touche pas à la mujer, touche pas à la familia pour toi j'tue!! soprano Si t'as les clés de mon coeur ton ennemi aura des trous dans l'corps pour toi j'tue!!! Alonzo Avec les dents moi je t'arrache la moelle épinière, si tu oses faire du mal à mon sang, j'irai au bout j'irai au funèbre, libérer mes angoisses maladives j te jure le poids de ma déprime dans tes artères se voit au scanner! Touche pas à la mama, touche pas à la mujer, bouge pas l'arrivée d'amour qui migra dans mon sahara , touche pas à mon autre, j'ai l'odorat sous vodka ou pas , dans ton mariage, gérer tout sous le blazer, j tue pour mon grand frère, QUOI? Les gênes c'est l'hygiène vitale quoi d plus propre que la chair de mon cher?? J'tue pour ma kenza j brule ce futur gars qui l'enlèvera de chez moi pour lui faire vivre un enfer, sur qu'j'l'enc....! Fiston j'espère qu'tu auras la vie longue, si t'accélères cache ton matricule, la mort flashe les vieux comme le môme et si l'être humain t barre la route, et t' frappe, j'm'enlèverai membre par membre pour t'rendre intact j te jure! Pour toi j'tue! Pour la famille Kennedy j'tue, pour mes cousins qui me laveront le corps à la morgue.. A m'entendre on pourrait croire que j fais le fou mais qui ne laisserais pas ma femme veuve si je joue avec ses couilles? T'amuses pas avec mon équilibre, c'est encore pire que d me niquer des sous à paille dans le frigo vide, la famille c'est la santé, l'oxygène et la bouée j tue pour un???? même noyé! Pour toi j'tue! refrain! vincenzo Tu veux savoir sur qui je compte? Peu d'hommes, sur quoi j'me base? Que dalle!Le seul corps sur qui j'repose est celui de ma daronne, aucune banque car on connaît qu'une planque sur peu d'hommes, car y'a toujours un enculé derrière ton ombre, tu veux savoir qui sont mes gars? Psy4 ! Pour qui j'me bats? Section Hunter et tous les rescapés du Plan d'Aou . Y'a peu d gens pour qui j'tue, au cas ou tu le saurais pas car la confiance de certains frères m'a mit une droite KO! C'est dur tu sais, dur de se relever car l'amour est mort et qu'on flirte avec le silence et s'il existe une porte de sortie prends la s te plaît!! Car j'ai peur d'me faire avoir par les remords tu sais! j'ai peur.. de voir partir les miens, t'as du comprendre et l'entendre ils sont ma roue de secours malgré le calibre sur la tempe, pour toi j'tue!!! Pour toi tu seras le premier à l'entendre j'tue! J' tue pour toi comme pour moi qu'à sorti l calibre, j'tue pour celle qui pour moi à l'amour au bout des lèvres j'tue! J' tue pour celles et ceux qui sont resté les mêmes t'entends? A mes frères de lunes qui sont restés les mêmes qu'avant t'entends? J'tue pas pour toi parce que mon pote même quand tu m'tendais la patte c'est juste qu'un abruti fait la pute! Putain y'a peu d gens pour qui j tuerai comme j te l'ai dit ici t'as pas d'amis rien qu' des associés!! refrain
Shurik'N - Manifeste
- Durée: 5:3
- Notation: 4.84 (63 votes)
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- Publié par: Komball54
Thématique: 13 Akhenaton feat Français IAM Je Manifeste Marseille Où Rap Shurik'N Vis
Je porte les sales manies du pays dans le cœur Consiste à peine Et on est 13% chez toi Tu voudrais bien qu'on y retourne, hein? Je débarque dans l'univers des nantis Les claques se perdent dans les gueules des dandys C'est pas le pays de Candi Des Gandhi, ici y'en a pas Des mecs honnêtes aux bandits La France taxe les types au RMI Eh, ouais, 10%, qu'est-ce que t'en dis? Quant à moi, je bosse à 50 pour l'Etat proxo Pour l'état de mes droits Je suis l'une de ses putes préférée Quoi? Le 10% de ce putain de cerveau C'est la servitude dans les block à Clervaux Ou nos ganaches qui servent au Mac Do Y'a pas d'arrache qui se paie pas un jour Le fity-fifty devient tout nada Si tu captes, superbe lifting * A l'Assemblée on ignore ce qui se passe sur le macadam 20% de mes potes aujourd'hui se cament Y'a plus de révoltes en vue Ce putain de pouvoir achète à quel prix le calme Sur le terrain, le football Ce petit gosse en veut Mais 99% échouent et nous on prie tous en Dieu On est les seuls à croire au Père Noël jusqu'à 30 ans, vieux 80% des gens portent le triple 6 en eux Marcher sur la tronche des autres Pour une vie glauque et 300 types Possèdent 50% des richesses du globe C'est normal, leurs pantins ont l'index sur un bouton Et ce putain de peuple broute comme un mouton Chez moi, la flamme fait 30%, attends Je fais mes comptes, et ça veut dire Qu'y a minimum un type sur 3 qu'on devra claquer * au menu ce soir, fiston, qu'es-ce que tu en dis? Finie la paix à Marseille On va rallumer l'incendie En ce lendemain d'élections, j'ai si peur pour les miens On prend les devant, garçon, pour museler les chiens Ah, chienne de vie Prédestiné à trop de cavales historiques, non Front de libération de Mars, canal historique Lis dans mes yeux, trop de rancœur Trop grand cœur Trop con, je suis pas ton chanteur Tueur d'collabo, poète planteur Planté au piquet depuis la maternelle Couvé par le voile de l'amour maternel Mon amour dit que rien n'est éternel Nis des proches, ni de ce qu'il y a dans tes poches Moi, j'en ait rien à foutre de la fauche * quand on accroche des sacoche Refrain: Y'a pas de degré d'inclinaison de mon corps L'inclinaison de ma tête Est une réponse directe à l'inclinaison de mon cœur Pour battre les accusée, ma ville trône Où matrones ? Je griffonne ces lignes sur un vieux bout de papier Refrain Courber l'échine qu'au départ Je mettrai pas le genou à terre Je resterai fier au nom de mes frères Je scelle ces mot d'un sceau de fer Refrain Mes phrases dérangent toujours aux alentours J'arrêterai peut-être le jour où les êtres Elus au deuxième tour cesseront de faire les sourds Je donne ma vision des choses, pas roses Ose écouter qui veut La prose est parfois morose Qu'est-ce que j'y peux Mon âme déclame ce que voient mes yeux C'est ce que j'aime faire C'est ce que j'aime écrire, ce que j'aime entendre Des textes vrais, sur des faits qui donnent envie de rendre Faut pas vous méprendre Le délire noue mon cerveau à l'année, basané Je perd pas de vue ceux qui veulent m'étendre Prêt à zapper, c'est mieux que de se rendre Il fallait pas nous chercher Fallait pas croire qu'on allait Rester là, les bras croisés A boire un thé Quand la haine dure comme l'amitié Hélas, elle persiste, invite les ex-noirs sur la piste Les lettres sautent Pieds noirs et italiens grossissent la liste Le kyste et les temps empirent Et si on le dit pas nous, qui va le dire Et si on l'écrit pas, qui va le lire Qui va s'en souvenir Le pire, c'est qu'on est pas sûr que ça serve Trahir, filtrer la gerbe Fuir n'existe pas Trop de gens courtisent Gégène Sèment la gangrène Sur Mars pendant dix ans, j'ai porté ce nom avec fierté Maintenant, j'hésite à le prononcer Jamais l'idée ne m'a effleurée Fanée, la rose du sud s'éteint Même Notre Dame pleure Sous la chaleur les cœurs flétrissent Toujours le front en sueur La peur de l'autre donne des ailes On se sent moins seul au pluriel La tête pleine de rien Les cons remplissent des bulletin criminels Ils oublient et puis L'Etat jouit, les jeunes jouent les bandits Les parents triment, s'usent la vie Avec un job de jour, un job de nuit Un mec sur trois me vise et ça me fout les glandes Pense qu'il y en a plus d'une centaine Auxquels je fais la bise Qui cachent un couteau dans leur manche Le soupçon plane désormais A tout moment, sur saint fe Un type peut me saluer Du genre: salut poto, ciao enfoiré Même cachés, les pauvres m'auront pas La fierté du Hip Hop sera pas la honte du pays Je le dis en vrai, mais je croise les doigts Les mains aussi Je prie pour première fois Que la catin d'aujourd'hui redevienne princesse d'autrefois
Sniper - Aketo vs Tunisiano
- Durée: 4:8
- Notation: 4.73 (15 votes)
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- Publié par: Komball54
Thématique: 2001 95 Aketo aux Blacko D'Oise Du Français larmes Rap rire Sniper Tunisiano Val vs
Ça s'annonce pas mal, première partie Tunis vs Aketo Tunisiano & Aketo J'vous présente, Aket' le nez pointu comme une fléchette Et vu de profil équivalent de la superficie d'une raquette Galbé comme une baguette et un zen en acier trempé et son nom il le signe à la pointe de son nez A mes côtés Tunisiano AKA machoire d'acier quand il était encore marmot les tétines il les déchiquetait Ses dents il se les faisait sur n'importe quoi même du métal c'est pour ça qu'aujourd'hui Tuni a les chicos en freestyle Enfoiré mes chicos elles sont comme ta tête foirée, abusé même accompagné tu rentres pas dans les soirées Tu veux parler avec ton front en 3D téma les reliefs il manque plus que les lunettes qui vont avec pour un effet garanti Bref est ce un homme ou un mutant ? T'es un homme ou un pélican ? T'as la stach-mou à Dartagnan T'es galbé comme un gars miton Attends à ce qu'il parait la dernière fois que t'as mangé au resto' T'as mis la fourchette dans ta bouche et tu l'as broyé Faut pas déconner avec la pression que t'as dans la che-bou On peut te lâcher sur un pit ou un rot' et tu l'échiques au cou Sensationnel ! 20 bars de pression à chaque narine Vraiment un orifice respiratoire exceptionnel Soit mignon tu veux pas me rendre un petit service les pneus de ma caisse sont dégonfler tu veux pas mettre un coup de pression ? Attention, tu veux partir dans le X, j'vais t'allumer dans mes lyrics On va t'acheter une muselière, j'vois que tu grognes et tu risques De bousiller les matos alors t'approche pas trop du mic si il finit entre tes chicos il va falloir que tu raques Ah bon c'est comme sa tu rentre dans des rapports de force ? C'est un nez ou une corne de rhinocéros ? Attends téma les bosses ton front c'est un terrain vague On peut faire de la bécane de cross on aurait dit des dunes de sables Un touche à tou, c'agréable surtout quand t'es en chien de femeu t'as l'impression de ploter des seins Nan franchement j'trouve ça malheureux ! " Et on garde son calme , on garde son calme, toi t'éteinds ton portable Ouais je dis y a match nul, y a match nul Tunisian' 1 - Aketo 1 Mais tout de suite et bien sur maintenant pour vous le match retour ... " Aketo', p'tit gâteau, t'es galbé comme un cerf-volant Dès qu'y a un courant d'air on te retrouve sur une terre étrangère A la pesée 23 kilos et 30 centilitres de sang et le matin pour démarrer tu t'aides d'un pace maker Avec ta mâchoire d'homme de cromagnon tu fais peur aux enfants Surtout esquisse pas un sourire, à un de ces gones de moins de 16 ans En plus de ça t'as le front à Frankenstein, t'es un vrai film d'épouvante à toi tout seul et en plus de taille T'as un zen tranchant vachement bien affûté t'as fait la bise à une femeu manque de pot tu l'as balafrée Tu fais trop de bavure alors pour limiter les dégâts Tu dors avec un bouchon de liège pour pas découper les draps Ton dentiste est poussé à bout ça y es t'es plus de son ressort Il t'as confié à un vétérinaire ta che-bou est trop Hardcore Fais des films gore en plus en ce moment y recrute à mort Y a le silence des agneaux deux qui se prépare tu peux faire fort J'pige pas à chaque fois que tu te mouches ton kleenex se transperce La dernière fois qu' t'as éternué putain j'suis tombé à la renverse Attends fais voir ta bouche Y a un chicou qui s'est ché-ca derrière un autre Et ça fait double dent pour mieux mastiquer tes proies J'ai du appeler les pompiers pour qu'il vienne te prêter mains forte T'as regardé à l'œilet t'es resté planté à la porte Et les mecs si quelqu'un cherche des pièces détachées Moi j'ai un bon plan, ramenez des caisses Cet homme peut les machouiller en un rien de temps Et ouais Aketo regarde le corps que t'as, la trompe que t'as Et moi j'te parle meme pas des ché-ton que t'as Ok tu m'tailles mais toi quand tu commandes à boire t'enfile ton zen dans le verre on dirait que tu bois à la paille T'es allé à la piscine, ils ont dû évacuer tous les bassins " Y a un piranhas dans la flotte " Et ouais Tuni t'es un assassin ! Franchement toi je t'estime t'as plus de pêche qu'un ventilo Dès que tu te mets à respirer on dirait qu'on a mis la clim A la limite c'est pratique tu coupes même du teuteu et ouais t'étais C'est un zen ou un sèche-cheveux ? T'es un homme ou un playmobile ? T'es un homme ou un javelot ? Ouais, c'est une bouche ou une décharge ? Eh ouais t'es resté planté au mur ! Tu parles ton front c'est un terrain vague tu parles Attends ton petit frère te pousse pour démarrer .. avec ton nez de licorne " Votre attention s'il vous plait On se calme, on garde son calme ok ? Après une longue délibération je décerne le match nul Comment ça matche nul, mais non J'ai fait un truc de ouf On en reste là c'est match nul Silence ! merde ! c'est match nul "
X-Men -- Retour aux Pyramides (b.o ma cité va cracker)
- Durée: 3:45
- Notation: 4.75 (16 votes)
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- Publié par: 1994oldschool
Thématique: cité craquer film français hip hop ma old rap school va
X-Men -- Retour aux Pyramides Pure son , classic Lyrics: Préparé au Big Bang, derrière tous des cliques de oufs, Des pits à casquette, des Bigs Bands. "Qu'est-ce qui se passe mec?" Des types scandent qu'il vendent shit et coke, Sentent le fric, descente de flic. Les petits bandent devant les films de gangs. Vite on tas tomi, monte, stop ta vidéo de Montana Tony, Pompe ton anatomie, fusil à pompe, shlasse, Prie pour que tous restent en vie. Vos vices sont grillés, Comme la gaule dans un survête Lotto, Ou un tueur qui laisse sa photo. Une lueur dans le regard, un front plein de sueur, Une peau noire, un esprit clair pour le nesbee. La rue, mon casino comme Paccino et Pesci, Entre nous trop de concurrence comme Coca et Pepsi. Comme si c'était l'épilepsie, ça secoue sur du Makossa. Défilé de filles épilées, embrouille. "Hé ! Mais c'est ma go ça !" Des bouteilles de Whisky se cassent comme dans les saloons, On dirait une scène dans Platoon. C'est la merde frère. Refrain J'ai de la force pour les frères, où est mon trône ? Retour aux pyramides, nique les clones. J'ai de la force pour les frères, les étoiles, mes seuls guides. Retour aux pyramides après des siècles. Royal comme l'aigle, j'ai l'oeil du tigre comme Rocky, Tant qu'ils sont groggy par mon style, leur drogue, Prenons le fric avant qu'ils crient. Bigre! Merde! T'inquiètes, j'ai le croquis, le plan, pour le faire raquer. Allume l'herbe pour le partage du blé, qui prends quoi ? Je veux pas me faire doubler. Tu me comprends, je veux pas de quiproquo. Direction les Caraïbes, noix de coco, eau tiède comme le Sirocco, Filles exotiques pour un mec classé X comme Rocco. La haine me motive, j'ai un train de plus, je conduis la locomotive. Détache les wagons, né l'année du dragon. J'ai eu mon pote Ill au fil, pour un deal, où l'on pouvait mettre pile au mile, Un plan géant comme Shaquille O'Neal, C'était ça ou sinon des biz où y a déjà autant de gars sur le filon que de frères en prison, ou de pédophiles aux Philippines. Donc tranquilles, on prends quelques kilos de muscles, juste en cas d'attaque. Refrain Mon rap choque comme une nonne qui fume le crack à Vincennes, Tatouée, sapée très sex, bafouée pour 20 cents. Un défilé de cinq Benz avec rien que des noirs, Ou un nain homo qui danse le pogo avec dix skins. Gaz comme un bec bunzen, moi c'est breakdance boogie, Les tiens font mesquines. Je représente les miens comme Denzel, Ex rookie, frère digne, jamais plein de zèle. Et sur mon polo, des impacts de balles forment mon logo Les autres font rire comme Bozo le clown, Se comportent comme au zoo, Je suis une félonie anti Viking, je crée des colonies black Napoléon, Homme caméléon. Bing, on pille le pays comme Mesrine, On envahit Virgin, les villas et les villes, les piscines, On boit de la tequila. Ma famille, mon cocon, choquons nos ex-colons, Embrochés du cul au cou par des sexes trop longs. Des tresses sous un collant Dim, des Tim, des textes trop longs. Je vois rouge comme les peaux, parqués dans les réserves, Je couche avec les black squaws, squatte leur tipi, pire qu'un hipie, Je respire du pavot, pas vous. Je grave la vraie vie dans le pavé, Comme les gars des grottes de Lascaux, comme Vasco de Gama, Je suis à la recherche d'espaces vierges à infiltrer comme Donnie Brasco dans la Mafia, Donc je suis parano, speed comme Martin Payne sous cocaïne. J'ai la haine jusqu'au jean Calvin Klein. Je représente mon clan, j'ai le feeling comme Marvin Gaye. Trop de flûteurs, je suis un king comme Martin Luther. Faut qu'on s'organise, qu'on crée nos propres trucs avant que tout explose. Refrain
50 Cent In Da Club
- Durée: 4:14
- Notation: 5.00 (9 votes)
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- Publié par: JucCompany
50 Cent In Da Club + Lyrics Français Go, go, go, go Allez, allez, allez, allez Go, go, go shawty Allez, allez petite (1) It's your birthday C'est ton anniversaire We gon' party like it's yo birthday On va faire la fête comme si c'était ton anniversaire We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday On va boire du Bacardi (alcool) comme si c'était ton anniversaire And you know we don't give a fuck Et tu sais on s'en fiche It's not your birthday! Ce n'est pas ton anniversaire ! Refrain (x2) You can find me in the club, bottle full of bubles Tu peux me trouver au club, (avec) une bouteille pleine de bulles Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs Regarde chérie j'ai des Extasy si tu es du genre à prendre de la drogue I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love Moi c'est le sexe, je ne fais pas l'amour So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed Alors viens me serrer dans tes bras si tu aimes te frotter When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs Quand je me pointe, tu peux voir la Benz sur ses jantes When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club Quand j'endors 20 gars, il y a 20 couteaux dans le club Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love Les négros ont entendu que je couchais avec Dre, alors ils veulent me montrer l'amour When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck Quand tu vends comme Eminem, et que les putes veulent baiser But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up Hé mec, rien n'a changé, calme-toi, le Gangster est debout I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up Je vois Xzibit dans le Connecticut (?), ce négro se roule son herbe If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp Si tu vois comment je bouge, tu vas me confondre avec un joueur ou un proxénète Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp Je me suis pris quelques balles, mais je ne boîte pas In the hood then the ladies saying 50 you hot Dans le quartier dès lors les femmes me disent 50 tu es craquant They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac Elles m'aiment bien, je veux qu'elles m'aiment autant qu'elles aiment Pac (2Pac) But holla in New York then niggas'll tell ya I'm loco Mais hurlez dans New York et alors les négros vous diront que je suis fou And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold Et le plan c'est de mettre le rap à la trappe I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind J'ai l'impression d'être un homme trop focalisé, je ne pense qu'au fric I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind J'ai un bon retour avec mon contrat et je continue de travailler dur Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Maintenant la petite disait qu'elle aimait mon style, elle aimait mon flot (de paroles) Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go Sa petite amie veut devenir bi(sexuelle) et elles sont prêtes à y aller Refrain (x2) My flow, my show brought me the doe Mon flot, mon spectacle m'ont amené l'argent That bought me all my fancy things Qui m'a permi de m'acheter tous mes choses inutiles My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels Ma barraque, mes voitures, mes piscines, mes bijoux Look nigga I've done came up and I ain't change. Regarde négro c'est moi que voilà et je n'ai pas changé And you should love its way more than you hate it Et tu devrais adorer ce parcours plus que de le détester Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it Négro t'es fou ? Je croyais que tu serais content que je le fasse I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life Je suis ce mec au bar qui porte un toast à la belle vie You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right? Tu es ce pédé de négro qui essaye de me retenir ? When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on Quand mon truc arrive à secouer (les gens) dans le club, ça y va I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone Je fais un clin d'oeil à toi salope, si elle sourit elle en veut If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn Si le toit est en feu, laisse les fils de pute brûler If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned Si tu parles de fric mec, je ne suis pas concerné I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up Je vais te dire ce que la Banque m'a dit, va de l'avant augmente ton style If the niggas hate then let 'em hate Si les négros détestent alors laisse-les détester Watch the money pile up Regarde le fric s'amasser Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bubbles Ou nous allons dehors avec une bouteille pleine de bulles You know where we fucking be Tu sais où on sera, putain Refrain (x2) Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga N'essaye pas d'agir comme si tu ne savais pas par où nous sommes passés négro In the club all the time nigga, it's about to pop off nigga Dans le club tout le temps négro, c'est sur le point de sauter négro G-Unit Unité des Gangsters
akon - birthmark
- Durée: 4:24
- Notation: 4.71 (21 votes)
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- Publié par: TheMasterAlosh
Thématique: 2008 akon albom all birthmark CD Colby Cole cool definition exclusiv Feat Feat. freedom h75fuba437pikaxu47777 HD high hip hip-hop hop hot HQ Jeezy Kardinal Keyshia Lil' love mp3 mp4 new number O'Donis Offishal orginal pop quality r&b rap Rush song Sweet T-Pain vjmarcofar Wayne Young
akon`s new albom freedom orginal CD song akon - birthmark Lyrics: Yeahhhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeahhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeaahh I made the mark on Feburary 1st Between me and you, you can call it birth The beginning of our universe remind me of Alicia Keys first I'm falling for you I wish I had an opportunity to not do What I did to hurt you And now I'm here livin' with regrets I know that it was my fault I know that I got caught So please dont loose your thoughts Me lovin' you and you lovin' me I'm on the highway swurvin' I ain't drunk but I'm about to hit the curb Lookin' at the calendar gettin' nervous Just a few more days till the first Chorus: So this the day it all began One place that it came together More than a ring or a tattoo It's your Birthmark that reminds me of you So let's get on a airplane Go back to where we began To that point which is days apart That's stamped right next to your heart To your heart To your heart To your heart (To your heart) (X3) (Your heart) (X3) Get the calendar, go to August 3rd First words today, we had our first words First arguement got to let it go Cuz it could possibly affect what our future holds Flipping pages now I'm famous Thinking back I ain't seen you in ages Wishin' that I could have made it less painless Brings me back, right back to the same mess I know that it was my fault I know that I got caught So please dont loose your thoughts [ Birthmark lyrics from http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/ ] Me lovin' you and you lovin' me I'm on the highway swurvin' I ain't drunk but I'm about to hit the curb Lookin' at the calendar gettin' nervous Just a few more days till the first Chorus: So this the day it all began One place that it came together More than a ring or a tattoo It's your birthmark that reminds me of you So let's get on a airplane Go back to where we began To that point which is days apart That's stamped right next to your heart To your heart To your heart To your heart (To your heart) (X3) (Your heart) (X3) January, Febuary, March, April, May June, July, August is just another day September, October, November tryin' to find a way And December the month my calendar defeat again If only we could go To that place where me and you know There's no fake, front, cheat or even lyin' The time has come where we stand face to face Chorus: This the day it all began One place that it came together More than a ring or a tattoo It's your birthmark that reminds me of you So let's get on a airplane Go back to where we began To that point which is days apart That's stamped right next to your heart To your heart (X3) That's stamped right right next to your heart To your heart To your heart To your heart (To your heart)(X3) That's stamped right next to your heart
Bone Thugs~N~Harmony- Down foe mah Thang
- Durée: 4:49
- Notation: 5.00 (9 votes)
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- Publié par: mileclient91
Thématique: ah Bone Come Creepin Down foe mah on Thang Thugs~N~Harmony- Up
Bone Thugs~N~Harmony's music from the album Creepin on ah Come Up . . . Lyrics: [Layzie] Creepin' up outta the woods, gotta give love to my hood Smoke, and I choke, and I creep on a come up Niggas be tryin run up, but I bust, and they drop to their death Now they done up. Gun up, hunt my blunt up Creepin' 'til sun up, feelin' slightly shady Call me lightweight crazy, number one nigga little Layzie Nigga don't wanna fight Runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers, droppin' them thangs Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya Faded a nigga that stepped up. Let's slip in some shit See 'em alls just stood up then put a foot up that ass Had to blast that click-click Sprayed the gauge, all cocked, and ready to spray down to the pave Puttin' them souls up off in them graves Dwell in Hell, they'll all lay slayed Amazed, must I blaze. It's insane when I take that bud to the brain Toke, choke, holdin' me smoke until-a me strained, feelin' no pain Better be packin' your weapon, 'cause my shit is kept And I'm ready to let loose sawed-off hangin' Danglin' up under the trench, fin to blow that chest But you shoulda wore a vest, fool, 'cause the Bone don't front Nigga check or get wrecked Got Flesh on the set, with his finger on a TEC Loc'd out with the khakis and high techs Respect them St. Clair thugs hustlin' drugs, gotta make that money, man Rap be the thang, and the fact remains that we owns that rap game Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang [Flesh] We runnin' with no hoes, and the bigger Bone that's Known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage (Off in the rag), gettin' my serve on So, leave 'em alone. They come They need to be shown that Bone done chrome, blown Lay slugs up in to them domes, so go on You'd rather go run a ho check, if you wanna test nuts with Flesh I'm feelin' to lynch ya, mo murda You're runnin' up eye to eye with death Praise the Flesh, now nevertheless you're takin' a loss And this slug snuffed up, and dumpin' the body up off in a coffin Remember the vow said a preacher, me teach 'em (winnin'/greetin') 'em with me nine, runnin' with thugs And hustlas and murderin' 'em every time Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang [Bizzy] Remember the Ripsta, sinster creeper Reapin' up that set with a street-sweeper Gotta take a breather from sippin' me liter Rippin' that flesh when I sneak with a meat cleaver When I'm in me smug, never the studio thugsta Buck 'em. Buck 'em. Motherfuck 'em Thug never done bluff and fuck them bustas So back up off me. No stack won't let me slip When a nigga start to step, the weapon, put 'em in the graveyard Bitch, better buy your vest, then test Rest, the Ripsta Quick to pick up the hollow points and put 'em up in your brains, nigga My little nigga, Mo! Hart, my bigger nigga, Sin, dash fast Get up with the block at last blast they ass, pass cash, then stash Me can killa for free for homies and family Tell 'em to see me, that realer nigga, the Ripsta, put 'em in rivers It don't stop. Drop P's to the SCT's and double glock. Pop. Pop Here's the slug from the twelve gauge thug You don't want fuck with, no buck with, Rip's breakin' 'em bustas Blood, me fillin' 'em ? me murder. I show no mercy Turn your back, clack back me gat, diggin' 'em in the dirt, see [Krayzie] Get ready to duck, bitch, or get fucked up They never could fuck with me sawed-off pump Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench, and then click it Now, nigga, it's rippin', steady clippin', not missin', thuggin' with me click And now Leatherface takin' your life so ya best stay back Tossin' the rest in a coffin, 'cause niggas be runnin' up, talkin' trash Buck a guard while walkin' past. Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thangs And I claim and hang with Ts, niggas that make cheese for the green leaves Gotta give peace, 'cause they swang these. Come, nigga, meet my hood And fulla nothin' but thugs and hustlas: Sin never been no busta He'll stuff and buck-buck 'em and dump 'em, bitch Nigga, muthafuck 'em, Krayzie don't love 'em, put 'em to rest and run So the po-po don't catch up--nigga can't be arrested One M-11 me sendin' niggas to hell, and you're feelin' 187 Eleven dwellin' better from the cell, and nigga that pick up Mossberg The quicker you to the curb. Put one to the temple, pump, to Mr. Policeman That's all you heard Bang, bang, gotta get down for my thang Bone be me gang Bang, bang, bang, bang
Grieves - Scar Gardens
- Durée: 3:58
- Notation: ( votes)
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Thématique: flow fun goretex grief hip hop independent indie label music rap rapper rapping rhymes smooth street underground
Grieves: Irreversible (2007) Track: 11 TRACKLIST: 01. Fly Away 02. Unedible 03. Bottom of the Bottle 04. He Won't Answer 05. I Ate Your Soul feat.P Smoov 06. Irreversible feat.Mr. Lif 07. *Skit* 08. Capitol Hills Girls (that look like Capitol Hills Boys) feat.P Smoov 09. Front Foot Planted feat.Symmetry, Type 10. Another Love feat.Helen Chance 11. Scar Gardens 12. Get Down 13. Half Empty 14. Rebecca 15. If Luck Was a Lady 16. The Room We Hide In feat.Mad Son, Kublakai 17. Lazt Kall feat.Type, Rik Rude, P Smoov 18. Heroin Music DOWNLOAD: http://rapidshare.com/files/75937191/Grieves_-_Irreversible__2007_.rar VISIT: http://tuckdragonmusic.blogspot.com/
P. Diddy ft. Hurricane G - P.E. 2000
- Durée: 5:30
- Notation: 4.67 (138 votes)
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- Publié par: badboyforeverdotcom
Thématique: 2000 50 akon alicia bad boy Brown cent Chris dance Diddy enemy entertainment flav flavor ft hip-hop Hurricane keys P.E. pop public rap rock
Album:Forever(1999) Puff Daddy - PE 2000 Lyrics "PE 2000"(feat. Hurricane G) [Hurricane G] Hey yo Puff, check this out pa I'm tired of niggas hating on a mutha fucka Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches You got to keep bubblin on em Platinum doublin on em, fuck these niggas Hey yo, I bumped into these cat an' they was like, "Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice" I said yo, the brother dont swear he nice he knows he nice You public enemy number one right now But Fuck that there spit that hydro-ghetto shit [Puff Daddy] Let's go That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear Throw your guns in the air Socialize, get down, let your ssoouull lead the way Cause i'm that enemy that you can't see But you wanna be you ain't shit to me Playa, It ain't hard for you to get to me Playa, my real dogs they'll spit for me So if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart I've seen em come and I've seen em part If you ain't want beef then why did you start? Front from the light catch shots after dark Suffer, duck or you'll catch these On the spot, red dots make em all believe Ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these See I do the things that they can't achieve So don't start bassin' n' I'll start pacing Bets on that you'll be disgracing More hotter than the sun I'm living on the run Because i'm public enemy number one [Chorus:] One,One,One,One,One One,One,One,One,One [Puff Daddy] Let me ask you, what you got against me? Is it my girl or is it the bentley? Is it my house or maybe its all three I just came up and you're all against me Now ask yourself, why is he number one? Now ask yourself, who's done what he's done? Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long run? You think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one Always with God and I don't swing solo Never back down when I gotta throw dolo Wanna see me out, but I just won't go though Pretty young things wanna have my photo One in the room hangin' on the wall In rememberance that I rocked 'em all Got no time for those that think small Grill me in the club cause they can't ball Hate shot callers Hate them ballers Back in control now I call orders It's no fun fleeing under the gun Cause they got me public enemy number one [Chorus] [Puff Daddy] All you suckers, liars, court testifiers Wanna infiltrate and break my empire I spit lines, hit rhymes Keep dimes sweating Giving them the juice that they're not gettin' A bona fide playa, now who got the flavor A non stop, rhythm rock, poetry sayer I'm the life saver, the New York mayor Before you try me, you better say your prayers My word to the wise is: "Do not cry" You know that i'm gone then say don't die I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme Thought it was over but I crept from behind Wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind Almost 2000 and running out of time Almost to the point when I wanna bust nines A lot of strange faces, I can only trust mine Soldiers in position all on the front line Don't make a move till I give them the sign Known as the poetical, lyrical, miracle son Because i'm public enemy number one [Chorus] [Hurricane G] Yeah yeah, that's right Puff That's what I'm talkin about love Sparklin and glistenin on these motherfuckers These niggas is walkin around like little bitches Talkin about what you got and what they ain't got They got a little jealous and wanna bring you down But fuck dat, they just mad Cause you got all the ladies And you pushin them bentleys, not mercedes, bentleys You know? and thats just the way the story goes And thats just the way the story goes Fuck you niggas and hoes [Puff Daddy] You think i'ma come this far and let you niggas stop me now? Haha picture that....number one, number one, number one B-I-G forever... rock on
Allen Iverson 2001 Allstar Game MVP 25pts 5 assists 5 steals
- Durée: 8:43
- Notation: 4.90 (164 votes)
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- 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.
Busta Rhymes - Gimme Some More Uncensored - With Lyrics
- Durée: 2:40
- Notation: 4.88 (307 votes)
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- Publié par: NicNasty1981
Thématique: Busta digga event extinction flipmode Give hip hip-hop hop level Lyrics Me More r&b rah rap Rhymes Some Uncensored
Here are the lyrics enjoy!! :) Yeah As a shorty playing in the front yard of the crib Fell down, and I bumped my head Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head I said "Yeah" So then they said "Oh so that mean we gon, you gon switch it on em'?" I said "Yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest" Knowing as a shorty, I was always told That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon Yeah nigga what, what a surprise Get ya sumn', make a nigga close both of your eyes All my niggas gettin' money capitalize Die little small guy, we on the rise Everything a nigga touch platinumize Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties Me and my niggaz be comin' through stalkin' you out Killin' off any and everything you talkin' about See you in the club, now we walkin' you out Shoulda' thought twice 'fo you went and opened your mouth Yo, anyway we stay keepin it movin' Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin' Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames! Chorus:] Y'all niggas had enough? Gimme some more Y'all niggas want the wild shit? Gimme some more Yo Spliff where the weed at? Gimme some more I know ya'll niggas need that Gimme some more Even though we getting money you can Gimme some more With the cars and the big crib Gimme some more Everybody spread love Gimme some more If you want it let me hear you say Gimme some more Flash with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ash Runnin' with my money son go out with a blast Do what you want, a nigga's cuttin' the corner You fuckin' up the article so we had to meet the reporter Yo, she tellin' news on how you switch to a bitch Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch So now I pass and trait over your blood and to ask you Make a little room for me and all my niggas to pass through Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit What with all my niggas from around the way shit When I come through you niggas know I do my thing Bring more shit that generate money, chi-ching Arrest you lyrically flow and caress you Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue While you assume a nigga blossom and bloom I'm comin' soon hit you with a boom gimme some room! [Chorus] Yo, live nigga shit know what I mean I represent while we gettin' money and reign supreme Hope you niggas know we comin' through full steam Can't see you better turn on your high beam All my niggas while I'm ringing the sireen Flipmode be the glory niggas on my team Never should you ever try to fuck wit' my cream I O.D when my shit get all in your bloodstream Everytime we be rippin' it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around Like it's when me and my people run through your town Holdin' it down takin' a while and then gimme my crown Ay, yo! All my people need to come and surround A nigga be hittin' so much it make you fall on the ground Sure to make you shout that's what I be all about Turnin' you out makin' all you niggas fall out! [Chorus] Find out about the evil cult of scientology, Dianetics is scientology's bible http://www.xenu.net/ Theyre responsiblie for 100s of deaths(suicide, murder and mal-practice) heres just a few. http://www.whyaretheydead.net/ Also check out. http://www.youfoundthecard.com/ http://www.exscientologykids.com/ http://forums.whyweprotest.net/ This site is $cientology Activism. Search for your own city. http://www.factnet.org/ http://www.lermanet.com/ Two different vidoes on youtube about the evil cult of scientology. This is why anonymous cares! http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=UnUbdAw9V4Y http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=JvXozEshc2Q The Germany government has for a long time recognised the dangers of the Cult. Kick ass lawyer Graham Berry gives a speech(in English)Which you have to see. http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=qvMoSsuRVW8
Obie Trice ft. Eminem - Lady
- Durée: 4:42
- Notation: 4.81 (498 votes)
- Visites: 321050' favoriteCount='1272
- Publié par: IntoYourSkin
Thématique: Eminem Hey Lady Music Obie Rap Trice
[Hook - Eminem (singing)] Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you Bitch I'm fuckin' For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl) Fuckin' with me can be dangerous (dangerous, dangerous) You never know what I really (be like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) [Obie Trice] Baby I'm extra large (huge) in magnitude And Magnums to lubrication that I use To chose which hole on a ho I abuse (yes) Have 'em confused, can't tell who is who When I fuck the shit out you, then the next date (bitch) I rush the shit out you off my two-way (ooh wait) You wanna cuddle, emotional hustle up on Pocono's Poke ya nose in and outta Obie's own No, I'm in and out your home And this in and out your tone I ain't the nigga that settles 'em down Put 'em in nice homes and floss 'em around (nah) I bounce 'em around Camcord the sex and sell 'em around town How that sound? If I was in love witcha, now you wanna clown Fuck with them clowns until I pound on your crown Bust a few rounds and the cops come and get me Bad mouth a nigga just to convince a jury You don't want it with me, you just horny as me You want a nut, nuttin' but what is you be [Eminem] I'm internationally known baby but actually There are few people who know how I am naturally All you know is that I can act irrationally When you shove a puppet up in my face on national TV So they label me this crazed loony rap bully But truthfully that ain't the truth And if you believe in that shit Then you'll believe anything's true And you're too stupid to ever get to know me personally But personally that actually works for me Cuz the last thing that I need's a string attached to me I'ma bachelor bitch and I ain't in no fast fury To run out and find a new Mrs. Mathers Cuz see, technically me and Kim ain't back fully But we do still make booty calls occasionally But be damned if I end up back in that pad And we end up back at that god damn tavern And havin' another déjà vu, we seein' security Pass my pussy around like it's Ja Rule's jewelry I got news for you bitch, your news curfew's early You ain't home by 2:30 [gunshot] [Hook - Eminem (singing)] Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you Bitch I'm fuckin' For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl) Fuckin' with me can be dangerous (dangerous, dangerous) You never know what I really (be like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) [Obie Trice] See you lookin' at the life, you lookin' at the lights (lights) You lookin' at the ice (ice) you ain't lookin' at the Trice (right) You should look at some advice when I see he ain't nice (nope) Despite the fact you think you the feisty type O love to fight (uh) I love the drama (yeah) Love when my bitch get to cussin' out Yolanda (fuck you bitch) Find the Obie condom on the counter Swingin' her weave, can't breathe like I can't believe Least I ain't deceieve and try to mislead And sell a dream just to get you on my team I came clean to keep down the beef Keep down my reach, you can keep all your teeth [Eminem] What we do under the covers should stay between the covers And the two of us and we ain't gotta be news coverage On the front page cover of "Buzz's New Lovers" And this is when the bitch get to showin' the true colors Cuz the truth of it, everything that I do's public And you'd love it if you could run and tell all your friends Guess who you just screwed, as soon as me and you've done it And save the used rubber to show 'em the proof of it But I guess it's do unto others as you'd have 'em do unto you But you better be careful of who you're doin' it to Cuz you never know when the shoe Could end up on the other foot and it backfires on you Cuz you think you want it then you want me, then you get me Then you got me and you're fucked cuz you'll be stuck with me For the rest of your life cuz if I get attached to you We'll be joined at the hip, I'll be so latched to you You'll be walkin' out the house and I'll run up and tackle you Chain your ass up to the bed and shackle you You don't think you're leavin' this house in that, do you? Not till I brand my name in your ass and tattoo you And have you walkin' out this bitch in turtleneck sweaters Scarves and full leathers in 90 degree weather Front on me? Never Cuz we gonna be together forever Right bitch? [gun cock] Right bitch? [gun cock, shot] [Hook - Eminem (singing)] Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you Bitch I'm fuckin' For real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love [in the background of the hook] Hey lady, hey lady I don't think you really wanna be my girl (be my girl, be my girl, be my girl) Fuckin' with me can be dangerous (dangerous, dangerous) You never know what I really (be like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) (fall in love) (crazy) (fall in love) (crazy) (fall in love) (crazy)
AAA Eminem Feat 50cent Cashis Lloyd Banks You Don't Know
- Durée: 4:23
- Notation: 4.91 (47 votes)
- Visites: 19237' favoriteCount='86
- Publié par: byEY
Thématique: 50cent Banks Cashis Don't Eminem Feat it Know Lloyd R&B rap run wemrah Who You
[Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know We run it You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know We run it You know but ya acting like ya don't know You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know [50 Cent] Now homie I say I run it run it cause I'm in control Hypnotic hennessy a couple shots of patron I have ya feeling aight, I get ya high as a kite Party popping shawty says she coming with me tonight I ent settled the limit, I ent snapping and popping Even though I'm bopping my head though I'm just standing there watching I'ma hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid And I protect what I got, I'm in a house with my blade Nigga you front you gonna get it, OK now maybe I've said it Cause I want you to trip it, yea I be on that shit hit You should see when I'm stuntin', My flash is sposed to be warning Push the grip see me rollin', you can tell that I'm holdin' I'm just doing my thang, you know the units the game I got my grimey shady with me, you front you'll havta get me Off your ass, I'll pay the lawsuit and laugh Haha its not a big deal it's nothing but some cash Lets Go... [Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know [Eminem] When me and fif' got together to do this music The more we became enveloped we just developed a fellowship through it It's no pretend shit its friendship meaning this is assuming This ent him it's just media see the image is images With the shit its new gimmicks, its jus blood in and blood out When there's beef you just gotta know when to butt in and butt out, If there's a problem we solve it, we don't resolve it It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved And we should all get a merit, cause most beef we inherit And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it And let it go to whoever's holding the most current beef on they're shoulders And the soldiers got their back s to the toper But tonight we ent come in here to beef with nobody We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari So it's Shady, Aftermizath, packin' that ass You wizass, comizo what kinda bizucko musician is that? [Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know [Cashis] Pistol play ricochet see where the victim lay Slumped over bleeding, J.F.K H.K to ya chest plate cave I will ride to the death, do you rep that way? Forever I'ma be a Shady seven four gangsta Plus I'll survive everything you got in that chamber I thrive off of danger, jumping it all beef You keep talking shit now the squad gone called me [Lloyd Banks] Enough holding back the steam, Em let off a magazine Dapadon cap of Queens, mixed in with Cashis creams Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see Telling ent my cup of tea, can't tell I'ma fucking G? I'm all automatic when I'm at it, start static and you splattered Shit shattered, I'ma walking bitch magnet Spit it how I live it live it always to the limit And I'm always on my pivot for my digits you dig it? So what? [Chorus] Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it? You know ya acting like ya don't know I tear the club up fo sho This flow is gonna bring more dough You know but ya acting like ya don't know Who run it?
Make Love In This Club-Instrumental
- Durée: 4:28
- Notation: 5.00 (14 votes)
- Visites: 8527' favoriteCount='17
- Publié par: BeatzOutDaAss
Thématique: alternative blues classical Club country electronic folk Here hip-hop In indie Instrumental jazz Jeezy Love Make music pop r&b rap religious rock soul Stand THis unsigned Usher Wanna world Young
By: Usher Feat. Young Jeezy I gotta do it for the ladies And I gotta keep it hood. Where we at Polo? Eh I see you Rock? I'ma keep doing right? We just getting started. Yeaaaa Man. You see you searching for somebody that'll take you out and do you right. Well come here baby and let daddy show you what it feel like. You know all you gotta do is tell me what your sipping on? Eh And I promise that I'ma keep it coming all night loooooong. Looking in your eyes, While you on the other side, hey (and I think that shawty I got a thing for you yeah) Doing it on purpose, wind it and work it. I can tell by the way you looking at me girl. I wanna make love in this club. In this club In this club In this club I wanna make love in this club. In this club In this club In this club Listen, if you got some friends rolling with you baby then that's cool. You can leave them with my nigga's, let 'em know that I got you. Eh If you didn't know,you're the only thing that's on my mind. Cuz,the way you staring makes me want to give it to you all night. Looking in your eyes, While you on the other side, I can't take it no more baby I'm Coming for you. You keep doing it on purpose wind it and work it. Baby close our eyes and it'll just be me and you I wanna make love in this club. In this club In this club In this club I wanna make love in this club. In this club In this club In this club (repeat x2) Young Jeezy: I'm what you want, I'm what you need. He got da trap, I'll set you free, Sexually,mentally,physically, emotionally, I'll be like your medicine, your take every dose of me. It's goin down on isle 3,I'll bag ya like some grocery's. And everytime you think about it, you gonna want some more of me. Bout to hit the club make a movie yea rated R. Pull up like a Trap Star. thats if you had... Have you ever made love to a thug in a club with his sights on, 87 jeans and a fresh pair of nikes on. On the couch, on the table, on the bar, on the floor. You can meet me in the bathroom, ya you know im trained to go. If you wanna give me a kiss, we can keep touching like this I know you scared baby, because you don't know what we doing. It's ok, you can touch right here, keep doing that girl and I swear. I'ma keep doing it to you non-stop. And I dont care, who's watching watching watching watching watching Oooooh In this club on the floor Baby lets make love I wanna make love in this club In this club In this club In this club I wanna make love in this club. In this club In this club In this club In this club Ehh YeY Hey Hey Thats right in the front in the front in the peak of the day Hey In the back Hey In the side Hey In the front Hey Left, right Oh crank that Hey
Kanye West live at the New Orleans Superdome- Essence Music Festival 7-4-2008 (Diamonds are Forever)
- Durée: 3:55
- Notation: 5.00 (4 votes)
- Visites: 6618' favoriteCount='5
- Publié par: nonotv
Thématique: africa blood christ diamond glasses hip hipster hop illuminati jazz jesus mine money pop Rap rocafella slavery soul trip war
http://www.kanyewest.com Kanye performs "Diamonds are Forever" at the Essence Music Festival to a completely packed Superdome in New Orleans Louisiana. Notice all the diamonds being thrown in the sky to celebrate America's favorite masonic Christian Rapper. Ye returns to the place where 2 years prior flood victims of Hurricane Katrina were trapped. His famous phrase "George Bush doesn't care about Black people" still lingered in the minds of his majority African American fans who were living quite lavishly that night. Buy his new album in stores Now! Here goes some hype fiction for the heads out thurrrr! Miss Teen usa aka Miss South Carolina could even understand that the Britney Spears is a Stargate alien from the planet Mars or maybe Venus. (I'm not sure) Lil Wayne and Rhianna also concur that these fellas blur the line of reality through art fatality. Mortal Kombat on you Wombats!!! Finish him for breakfast lunch and dinner to see who the winner is on who wants to me a millionare or even chamillionare. I found a billion google type candies worn by a sexy gal named Mandy. She was totally crazy and loved to listen to Dipset and even Snoop Dogg ! Here's my most favorite tale: 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 dramatic parents. Meanwhile, the boy cat from around the corner who went to the same school where the olsen twins escaped, found some hardcore booty shake records from the 90's. He listened to the classic songs yet new they were disrespectful to women. Ergo 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 cats for Breakfast!!! He plays on his playstation and sony psp all day long while watching snowboard videos. Meanwhile the super hot Cat was riding his skateboard while playing Kanye west on his Ipod 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 avant garde 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 power. The simpsons were a threat that the 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 as well as vote for Obama or Hillary Clinton! So then, Outta the Blue....a robot parody of a funny novel I once read called the Davinci 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. Even 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. She once won the gold medal at the post human olympic games! 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 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 tmz channel. Can you surgically bond us to Angelina Jolie possibly? the Fairy replied " I want an apology for Michael Jackson. Then Oj appeared with an olympic 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 mice. So they all went back to Oj's house to watch Full House versus the Family Guy's spouse! and then the whole city got destroyed by a nuclear bomb developed by terrorists funded by your Mom! Sike!!
"Weird Al" Yankovic - White & Nerdy
- Durée: 2:51
- Notation: 4.86 (157730 votes)
- Visites: 42361889' favoriteCount='265705
- Publié par: alyankovic
Thématique: Al Chamillionaire Comedy Music Nerdy Parody Satire Video Weird White Yankovic
Music video by "Weird Al" Yankovic from the album "Straight Outta Lynwood"
Jonas Brothers - Burnin' Up, Itchy (Parody/ Joe Jonas)
- Durée: 4:38
- Notation: 4.83 (296 votes)
- Visites: 30005' favoriteCount='288
- Publié par: SUPEReeeGO
Thématique: bit brothers burnin burning eGO Joe jonas jonasbrothers little longer music official SupereeeGO up video
A Joe Jonas remix of Burnin' Up -Parody! "Burnin' UP ,Itchy!" (Watch in High Quality!) Lyrics by: eGO Rap by: Rick Carter Lyrics below: I'm hott, and they're not, that why i sing in the front. 'Cause they know i get hoe's I'm the sexy one, Yea im jo. -Chorus- I'm slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin up, OHH its itchy. (damn GIRL) Red dots Bleachy marks All over my private parts Bitch heel! what this i feel, this is an SOS, dont wanna second guess. -Chorus- I'm slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin' up, OHH its itchy. I walk in the room all I can see is her, (bitch!) It's so itcy now! I know she itches too... -Chorus- My voice keeps crackin when i sing, i need something that rhymes with the word sing, the boys like to stare and JOCK Because i have a big, oh big ... eGOOO! -Chorus- I'm slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin up, OHH its itchy. -Ricks rap- damn im burnin up in my pants tonite got me screamin loud (and thats not right) i aint tryna dance im tryna fight big rick is burnin ( and my pants are too tight) stop drop and roll down on the flo feels like im on fire and its burnin slow i give std's when im layin it down thats the reason my ladies want come back around -Chorus- I LOve slipping into my tight pants, to show my package to my fans. i pull out to practice safe sex, But somethings burnin' up burnin up, OHH its itchy. =)-eNJOY! -eGO
Freestyle Battle: Snotty vs Kaotik D
- Durée: 9:39
- Notation: 4.49 (55 votes)
- Visites: 39700' favoriteCount='158
- Publié par: StreetCreditTV
Thématique: battle credit dvd ent freestyle hip hop kaotik-d ky louisville rap snotty street success
This battle features artists Snotty and Kaotik D facing off in front of Q-Ball's Fashions in Louisville, Ky.
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