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1) The John Morris Orchestra (I've Had) The Time Of My Life (INSTRUMENTAL VERSION) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 2) Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons Big Girls Don't Cry Big girls don't cry Big girls don't cry Big girls do

Bow Wow Wow[Artiest]
Bow Wow Wow was een Britse popband die begin jaren '80 erg populair was in het Verenigd Koninkrijk. Boegbeeld van de groep was Annabella Lwin (pseudoniem van Myant-Myant Aye Dunn-Lwin), ook simpelweg Lwin genoemd. Zij werd door Malcolm McLaren ontdekt in een stomerij toen ze amper 14 jaar oud was.

Bow Wow Wow[Artiest]
Bow Wow Wow was een Britse popband die begin jaren '80 erg populair was in het Verenigd Koninkrijk. Boegbeeld van de groep was Annabella Lwin (pseudoniem van Myant-Myant Aye Dunn-Lwin), ook simpelweg Lwin genoemd. Zij werd door Malcolm McLaren ontdekt in een stomerij toen ze amper 14 jaar oud was.

Intro Ghost One Day At A Time Death Around The Corner Secretz Of War Runnin' (Dying To Live) Hollar If Ya Hear Me Staring Through My Rearview Bury Me A G Same Song Panther Power Str8 Ballin Rebel Of The Underground The Realist Killaz

Intro Still Ballin When We Ride On Our Enemies Changed Man Fuck Em All Never Be Peace Mama's Just A Little Girl Street Fame What'cha Gonna Do Fair Xchange Late Night Ghetto Star Thugz Mansion (Acoustic) (NAS) My Block (Remix) Thugz Mansion Never Call U Bitch Again (Feat. Tyrese) Better Dayz (Feat.

Redemption Open Fire R U Still Down? (Remember Me) Hellrazor Thug Style Where Do We Go From Here - (interlude) I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto Nothing To Lose I'm Gettin Money Lie To Kick It Fuck All Y'all Let Them Thangs Go Definition Of A Thug Nigga Ready 4 Whatever When I Get Free Hold On Be Stro

Intro/bomb First (My Second Reply) Hail Mary Toss It Up To Live & Die In L.a. Blasphemy Life Of An Outlaw Just Like Daddy Krazy White Man's World Me & My Girlfriend Hold Ya Head Against All Odds

Bury Me A G Don´t Get It Twisted Shit Don´t Stop Pour Out A Little Liquor Stay True How Long Will They Mourn Me? Under Pressure Street Fame Cradle To The Grave Str8 Ballin

Intro If I Die 2nite Me Against The World So Many Tears Temptations Young Niggaz Heavy In The Game Lord Knows Dear Mama It Ain´t Easy Can U Get Away Old School Fuck The World Death Around The Corner Outlaw

Ghetto Gospel Keep Ya Head Up AK 47 R U Still Down Smile 4 Me Now All Eyes On Me Baby Don't Cry Changes Ghost I Wonder If Heaven Got A Ghetto Don't Trust Me Black Jesus Old School One Day At A Time Runnin' (Dying To Live) Thugs Get Lonely Too In The Air Tonight Homies & Thuggs Can't C Me Dead Or Ali

Brenda's got a Baby Brenda's got a Baby I hear Brenda's got a baby Well, Brenda's barely got a brain A damn shame Tha girl can hardly spell her name (That's not her problem, that's up ta Brenda's family) Well let me show ya how it affects tha whole community Now Brenda never really knew her moms an

Dear Mama - 2pac[Songtekst]
When I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool with the big boys, breakin all the rules

[2Pac] Rest in peace to my mothafucka Biggie Smalls That`s right boy, it`s goin on Right here, Thug Life God bless the dead God bless the dead & buried nigga Don`t worry if you see God first tell Him shit got worse I ain`t mad, I know you`re representin the crew And I can picture you in Heav

Hail Mary - 2pac[Songtekst]
Intro: Makaveli Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow`s like a twelve gauge shotty Uhh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh Chorus: Makaveli Come with me, Hai

Ahh, Suge what I tell you nigga, when I come out of jail what was I gonna do I was gonna start diggin` into these niggas chest, right Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga The binoculars Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride Grab your bulletproof vest nigga cause its gonna be a

So I fucked your bitch You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money} West Side Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} You know who the realist is Niggas we bring it to {Take Money} [ha ha, that`s alright] First off, fuck your bitch And the click you claim West side when we ride Come equipped with game You claim

How long will they mourn me Yeah! This for my nigga Kato It`s still on nigga Thug Life, Thugs for life Ha Ha yeah, how long will they mourn me Yeah nigga 2Pac in this muthafucka All my homies drinking liquor Tears in everybody`s eyes Niggas cried to mourn a homies homicide But I can`t cry

Aww, Yeah... (Round and Round) (Round it go) I Get Around... Still clown with tha Underground when we come around (Round and Round) (Round it go) Stronger than ever Back to get wreck, all respect to those who break they neck To keep they hos in check `Cuz, hos, they sweat a brotha majorly

Little something for my god son Elija and a little girl named Koreem Some say tha Blacker tha berry Tha sweeter tha juice I say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha roots I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare Tupac cares, but don`t nobody else care I know they like ta beat ya down a lo

Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit! "Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> Erick Sermon (Redman`s "Watch Yo` Nugget") (sample repeats until first verse) You know what time, boo-yaow I know it`s time for you So grab one by the hand youknowhatI`msayin And uhh, throw up that finger Ay yo yo yo throw y`all fing

[Dominique] Street Science, you`re on the air *static* What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac`s new one? *static* [Man responds] I love Tupac`s new record *static* [Dominique] Right, but don`t you feel like that creates *static* a tension between East and West? *static* He`s talkin

Trapped - 2pac[Songtekst]
You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught Shot up or shot down with tha bullet that he bought Nine millimeter kickin` thinking about what tha streets do to me Cause they never talk peace

(What y`all want?) Unconditional Love (no doubt) Talking bout the stuff that don`t wear off It don`t fade It`ll last for all these crazy days These crazy nights Whether you wrong or you right I`m a still love you Still feel you Still there for you No matter what (hehe) You will always b

Before we say goodbye Before we turn and walk away Let`s give it one more try Before we say goodbye Before we close that door Before we go our seperate ways Let`s stop and find out why Before we say goodbye We`ve been down this road before And always made it through But in case we break

2gether`s in the house Put your hands in the air `Cause we`ll make you bounce 2gether`s in the house Put your hands in the air `Cause we`ll make you bounce 2gether`s in the house Put your hands in the air `Cause we`ll make you bounce 2gether`s in the house Put your hands in the air `C

I’m losing my hair And my vision is shady Last night I dreamt Of an overweight lady But I need a young thing To keep up with my pace To hold me in her arms And take me straight to second base I know my calculus It says U + Me = Us Sing it Chad, for me I know my calculus It says U + Me

Sometimes you must live through darkness In order to see the light You must visualize Close your eyes, visualize The most beautiful girl that could be Just one sight, mesmerize It`s like gazing right in a sea Floating down the street She stands out Like a candle light When I look in her ey

Twelfth of April, we decided it was time I was feeling good, you were looking fine On the basement floor with TRL behind You were loving me with Carson Daly on your mind You’re my baby girl You know that you are You’re my honey bunch My sweet lucky star So put your hand in mine I will s

All Out - 2pac[Songtekst]
We going all out, aight, we going all out, aight, we going all out Watch your mother fucking mouths niggas That`s right Fuck these fed Niggas Pac Do it, Do it, Do it. [Tupac] Come hell or high water Down to slaughter opposes Just another lost soul stuck callin Jehova Outlaw til` it`s over Br

Uhh ... World wide mob figgaz World wide mob figga (O-U-T-L-A-W-Z) World wide mob figgaz (For real, for real) World wide mob figgaz Check game little young punks World wide mob figgaz [EDI] What? Uh, uh Put your hands up, rich niggaz throw the grands up And what? I got a plot to get what`s

Breathin - 2pac[Songtekst]
Who be the last mother fucker breathin Tell me nigga Tell Me Who be the last mother fucker breathin [Chorus] 2x Stressed I`m busta free Enemies give me reason, to be the last mother fucker breathin Bustin` My automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin Now I`m the last mother fucker breath

[Yeah hehehahaha, we goin platinum nigga! Plaahahatinum.] Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this motherfucker My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker Verse One: Tupac My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it Talkin quick an

You`re my dancefloor sensation (5x) yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I was standin on the dancefloor, havin another pie. Then i saw you in the corner, where you lookt sow fine. I knew i had to get you, had to make you mine. Im was waiting for the moment, the perfect time. Pre Chorus:

I don`t stand listenin. I`m missin you. Sweeheeet surender. thats all I asked you. I would give you all. Sweeeeeeheeeeeet surrender Sweeeeeeeheeet surrender