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Chorus X2 Sayin` goodbye, I`m sayin` good bye to Hollywood / Sayin` goodbye, I`m sayin` good bye to Hollywood / Sayin` goodbye, I`m sayin` good bye to Hollywood / Sayin` goodbye, I`m sayin` good bye to Hollywood (Hollywood why do I feel this way?) Verse 1 I thought I had it all figured out, I did

Busta Rhymes - Get Out (Busta) Yeah, yeah, yeah (get out) Such a remarkable sound (get out) Yeah, such a remarkable sound (get out of here) Flipmode get down now Yeah check it out, such a remarkable sound (get out of here) Busta Rhymes comin through get down (get out, get out) What the deal

[Intro: LL Cool J] Mmmm yeah (mmmmm) check it out baby Make it hot... then we drop it (oooooooh!) Uh, yeah (oooooooh!) Uptown, you know how we do it Yeah you know Make it hot [Verse 1: LL Cool J & LeShaun] It's the first time together and I'm feeling kinda horny Conventional methods of makin' love

Go Hoddy Go Hoddy [HODINEM} Go Hoddy Go Hoddy Aiiyo!! First off fuck you bitch and the shit you say, Diss me but at least I don't binge ad ain't gay You claim to be big-boned but you'll fuck up your life So fuck you fatboy drop the food lets fight Plus, I'll pay your liposuction your stom

Yes. Yes. My lil shortys gonna be a thug. Father like son, like son like dad. My family all into makin this cash. Shorty's gonna be a thug. Like father, like son, like son, like dad. My family's all into makin this cash. My lil, shortys gonna be a thug. Like father, like son, like son, like

feat. Kool G. Rap [ CHORUS ] I don't give a fuck what y'all haters do, I'ma get thug money Hustler now, there with my crew, ain't nothin like thug money First of the month, fiends' checks is due, gotta get thug money Hustler now, there with my crew, ain't nothin like thug money [ VERSE 1:

Big Girl - Nas[Songtekst]
Chorus] (You're a big girl now) Fully grown with your hormones now Got your own home and you alone Wanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out (No more daddy's little girl) You a big girl now in the world, where niggas are fowl You coud be aborting the next Michael Jordan Your man don't

Uhh,Uhh, Where am I going? Where am I? Yo, it's ill (Verse 1) Yo my wife's tired of fucking me Life tries ducking me Luckily I find 'em just at the right time Mack in my right arm, Tequila bottle in My left arm like Cristian Watching my life go, keeping myself in Wolves in the night yo

chorus: We be the number one motivators Ghetto mentality and the innovators Some of y'all may really hate us But we won't be soft, all we wanna do is rock Phife: We be the crew that presents it on wicked instrumental Damagin your mental, from here to Sacramento This here groove was made fo

[Hook] Like ohh better get em back watch dem niggas back I hear dem boyz come'n derty Like ohh better get em back watch dem bitches back I hear dem boyz come'n(repeat 4x's) [Verse 1: Nelly] Who am I you ask me you know it's bout that grammar From any state it don't matter, from here to M

[*dialogue from the movie "Above the Law"*] "You heard about what's goin on in there?" "Heard a lotta bullshit cocked, I know that much" "This isn't bullshit my friend" "Do you know somethin?" "Don't listen" "What'

[ Dr. Dre ] Hey yo, check this out, y'all Since we almost at the last song Won't y'all kick some of that fly-ass gangsta shit? [ KM.G ] Alright Once again, a black nigga named KM.G And now it's time to drop some real pimpin shit Knowledge it, cause we livin like hustlers Comin from U.S.

[ KM.G ] Yo, Cold 187 They tryin to give you a murder rap And you ain't even like that Yo, serve these niggas, cause they deserve to get dissed (Yeah) (Check this out) [ VERSE 1: Cold 187um ] When I sit down and write and recite for the mic I hold Make sure my beats are loud, and bold, a

[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung] Fuck these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do Every Single Bitch y'all From the Psycho Active album, by my nigga X (Nerfarious) Bear nigga the flex, can't come nearious (biatch) (who is this?) [Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung] It's the muthafucken Lynch and I'm ba

Afrokalypse Wir treten ein in die Arena fix,in null Komma nix, Krieger machen ´nen Beuger und Amazonen nen Knicks! Also, erhebt euch für Caligula Stylistics, denn zu viele Punnies sucken Pussies und zu wenig Babsis Dicks! Ein Haufen fauler Tricks, reagiert besser spontan, denn unerwartete Schl�

Life Liquid f/ Journalist [blood spillin in the street] [the what?] [blood spillin in the street] [the what?] [Journalist] Yo, Wit two precise niggas Holdin the right biscuits There'll be alot cats leakin out their life liquid Niggaz who actin hard this ain't Columbia Pictures Whe

klein klein jongetje wat wil je zijn als je groot bent je kan niet klagen als je dood bent klein klein jongetje wat doet het pijn als je broke bent en wat doe je als je in nood bent er zijn sommige die graag willen dat je groot bent maar uiteindelijk in de goot zwemt nooit aankondigen wanneer geluk

Uh, yeah. . .the boy Extra We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean? Rihanna It's the ROC, since 9-6, you know we get busy The Got the young lady by the name of Rihanna with me One Straight from Barbados, give 'em that flavor baby girl Let's go Songtexte [Chorus: Rihanna]

[Intro: Alicia Keys Here's my, ghetto story (*Story) (baby cham, This a survival story) Been in hell through the fire (baby cham, true ghetto story) now, gonna take it higher Here's my, survival story (*Story) (baby cham, this is my story) So many reasons to sing now, (baby cham, new ghetto s

Girl - Paul Wall[Songtekst]
"Girl" [Chorus: sped-up sample of "Oh Girl" by the Chi-Lites] Ohhh girl, I`d be in trouble if you left me now Cause I don`t know where to look for love, I just don`t know how Ohhhhhhhh girl, I`d be in trouble if you left me now Cause I don`t know where to look for love, I just don`t know how

Blo - Rick Ross[Songtekst]
[Chorus: Rick Ross (Dre)] This outta jean, and the head full of dough (Yeah) Bottle on tha’ rose, pass me some mo` I got, mo` cars, mo` cars, mo` clothes, mo` clothes Mo` money, then smoke mo` blow (Bloooowwww) Mo` money, then smoke mo` blow (Bloooowwww) Mo` money, then smoke mo` blow

[Akon: talking] Convict [echo] Up Front Yeah.. Convikt Muzik [Rick Ross talking (Akon)] Ross.. (ohhh) Triple C`s [Chorus: Akon] If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there`ll be nothin to save ya I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga And we all for that paper

[Verse 1- The Game] Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up nigga, Sippin on Gin and Juice fill up your cups nigga, The Westcoast back crackin' like it's 94', So bitch get on your knees and give me head like it's 94', And don't come up for air 'til the beat drop, I'm the Doctors Advocate

(feat. Sean Paul of the Youngbloodz) Ey ey ey ey ey ey Ey ey ey ey ey ey Ey ey ey ey ey ey Ey ey ey [Verse 1] Step out the Caddy Deville It's on a base of steel Them boys checkin us out Know when we dress to kill Struttin in the club, it's dark But still got my shades on

Where you from nigga? [Layzie Bone] Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally it's on Yeah, [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] Staright Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talk

Verse 1: PS Never gave a fuck and I still don't So save your lectures, I'ma gangbang for the rest of my life A young BG deranged in the brain The youngest motherfucker on the chain gang Yeah I still slang my thangs like a G Really can I make your ass rest in peace? No need to waste my energ

Laat je niet bedriegen door een of andere liegende laag vliegende kankerheks Tangas gaan alleen voor de seks en het schoonmaken van je lul REMIX Voor al die originele slettebakken zoals jumpa zegt Bitches komen en bitches gaan Bitches komen en bitches gaan Bitches komen en bitches gaan Bitches kome

( Refrein ) als de nacht valt kom ik vrij, overdag op de straat mis je mij.. ik mis jou of jij mist mij het leven gaat te snel voorbij als de nacht valt kom ik vrij, overdag op de straat mis je mij.. ik mis jou of jij mist mij het leven gaat te snel voorbij ( Couplet 1 ) midden in de nacht op de Am

Scribe - Dreamin` Scribe Raps: Check it out, 1, 2, hey yo, hey yo I came a long way since back in the day From a teenager trying to make a rap in this way Ever since I was a kid I had something to say Rocking mics was a dream I didn`t care about pay I sacrificed late nights and going out

Verse 1: In my mind I`ma fighter, my heart`s a lighter My soul is the fluid, my flow sparks it right up An arsenic writer, author with arthritis Carpal tunnel, David will start shit-itis Hardheaded and hotheaded, bullheaded and pigheaded Dick-headed, a prick, a big headache - I`m sick Quick

Beasta! Do yo chain hang low, Do it wobble to da flo, Do it shine in da light, Iz it platinum, iz it gold? Could you throw it ova ya shoulda, If you hot it make you cold, Do ya chain hang low? [JIBBS] Iz that yo chain? Bout 24 inches Iz how low I let it hang, Hop out the ride and

ik en ikke - INB[Songtekst]
Het Is Ik Mijn Pen en Papier En de Beat Meer heb ik niet nodig INB is net een land en ik hou niet van toeristen en wil je intergeren pak een pen en dis me kijken of je het waard ben of je me van de kaart pent op de beat en de maat zijn wij de gene die beslissen we rippen flippen plakken bekken dic

R.I.P. - INB[Songtekst]
FACK JOU DIO D geen grappen mathefakker dit word een klasieker dit is geen rap dit is inb stijl dit is waaschuwing 1 jtap voor jou is het menis je kwalitreit klinkt nog slechter dan je chik op me penis ververled bitch je bent zelfs wack als je bite vals spelen is een vak dus ik dis 3 op een rij

When I saw you in my dream You wore the crown, you were my king I hope you know you are my everything (everything, everything) You are the wind under my wings I’m in the clouds, you take me high (high, high, high, high, high) You make me float, you make me fly (fly, fly, fly, fly, fly) I hope you

Chris brOwn Big boi Yea (Big Boi Rap) Oh she's mine And see god knew she was mine The day i seen that guy The big mouth bass On the line It's time for me to retrieve her And go git her like a wild reciever But we dn't play no ball See when we come through We babygirl gon' make it ball [Verse 1:] (