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[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

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

Ah, Ter beschikking van de straat mixtape De naam is appa 2007 Timo op de beat Dit is het begin van een nieuwe tijd, einde van de oude Herboren zonder nieuw lijf Klaar voor een nieuwe strijd Ter beschrikking van de straat mentaliteit Dat zal altijd zo blijven Want er is geen medelijden Je ziet je m

Ik hing altijd al met verkeerde vriendinnen volgens me moeder. Maar ik heb ook weer geen monster nodig om me bijzonder te voelen (hey). Ik heb ook plezier ik zie het positief, 't is juist chill dat ik niet loop met een chick, die niet met iedereen op de vuist wil (komdan!) Ik hou niet tagteams dus i

[Akil] Uh, no doubt, it took ten years, for me to pressure cook my fears No my front line rhymes moving up from the rear My dream slash career appeared ever so clear Now I`m able to touch, smell, feel, speak, and hear My fans cheer, my time is finally here The past depart the present cause the

Jaja, inderdoad Widder zin stuntmann En we stuntn lik da oljinne stuntmann stuntn kunn Zit er moa zeker van, hedendoagse Tarzan We slingern in de bwomn en we springn over caravann Minne noame i Buzze, ik ben ne rapper Ik moake rapmuziek Ik moake dat bust en ti mie niet ol gelik Tmoe gen boenke boe

[Verse One] I come from Bed-Stuy Where niggaz either do or they gone die Gotta keep the Ratchett close by Someone murdered Nobody seen, nobody heard it Just another funeral service Niggaz will get at you Come through shinin`, they yap you In broad daylight kidnap you Best get clap through

Back home Everybody`s searching for somethin` But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin` Back home Ain`t nobody hoping and praying `Cause they feel like nothing can save `em And they try to hold out but they can`t fight the fact that... Life goes black when those lights go out But I gue

[Tyga:] D.A. Slide on a pimp game with my pinky ring Lotta gang, lotta bitches, and a icy chain Why you claim that you rich? That's a false claim I be straight to the whip, no baggage claim Whole lotta styles, can't even pronounce the name You ain't got no style, see you on my Instagram I be rockin

Verse 1 To all my niggas on the porch getting their hair braided Corn rolled by a L.A. bitch And I can't forget My niggas riding the train Yankee fitted Thermals under that Pelle shit I love New York but gangbanging that's L.A. shit And I'm proud of it Spit it through the wire so the crowd

feat. Nate Dogg Intro - Dr Dre and (Game) Ah man.. Ey game.. dont tell me you love her i mean i like the bitch i dont love her Next thing you know you gun be all boogo upped with her and shit fuck that chorus, x2 - Nate Dogg Girl ill do anything to make you feel special Man its easy to se

(People in background chatting) Yo, yo yo move out of the way We got missy Elliott coming through Girl that is missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day Oh well I heard the bitch was married to Tim and started fucking with Trina I heard the bitch got hit wi

Drinks - Twista[Songtekst]
[Intro] This is for my ladies, Sexy like champagne Glass, You what I'm talking about, A reflection of a Pena Colada, Listen up… [Verse 1] I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars, Well I treat bitches like drinks, When I step in the club and by out tha bar, So let me quenc

[Intro] Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt. It is so big. *scoff* She looks like, one of those rap guys' girlfriends. But, you know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff* They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay? I mean, her butt, is just so big. I can't believe it

[Tony Yayo] Yee nigga Fuckin back hunger for more Tony's home Yo Banks I told these niggas man [Lloyd Banks] Yall done fucked up now Yee! Yeeeeee! [Tony Yayo] Here We go [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Aint no click like the one I'm with If the drama gets thick its the guns I get G Unit nig

LA-SER Alright, already the show goes on Alright, till the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder, when they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on! Alright, already the show goes on Alright, till the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder, when they would

[Wiz Khalifa] I grew tired of the same Then one night, packed my things Yold the one I love, I’ll be back one day Through the fight, through the pain Booked a flight, took a flight Told her not to cry, I’ll be back one day Ah, been dreaming this since I was young So baby girl I’ll be going ti

If you love somebody Put a light in the air From the hood to the stakes Fry your finger in the air Flo Rida up in here Wyclef up in here If I could I would pull it up and rewind To the time when it was just me and you Oh how we were inseparable If I could I'd pull it up and rewind To the time befor

HI HA Aha da`s da ding da`s da ding da`s da ding da` s da ding da`s da ding sowieso sowieso eh eh eh Ik kijk bij jou naar binnen dwars door je ruit. Ik zie er is een feestje en nodig mezelf uit. Lekker op de bozotoer, o zo stoer, opeens sta ik voor je midden op de vloer. Uit je dak tot in

M.o.b. - 2pac[Songtekst]
[Chorus 2X: 2Pac] M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks and you know we keep it money over bitches [2Pac] Thugs known to bust on sight God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug life Been raised in violence homicide's my lullaby Came with the homies and learned to kick i

Q-Tip: I had a dream about my man last night And my man came by the studio And his name is... Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect Phife Did-awg is in effect Check it out and give me my 'spect I'm movin, yes I'm groovin cuz my mouth is on the motor Use the Coast in the mornin to av

Take off all my make-up 'cause I love what’s under it Rub off all your words, don't give a uh, I'm over it (Jiggle all this weight, yeah, you know I love all of this) Finally love me naked, sexiest when I’m confident You say I ain't pretty Well, I say I'm beautiful, it's my committee Say we too

Everlast: Check Uh-huh Check, check, y'all Yo Whitey Ford's the name The Hunchback of Notre Dame Couldn't get more bent when it's time to represent I control it like rent in a slum tenement Life's hard like some men in the concrete jungle I don't smoke jumbo, so whatcha knockin' for There'

Question for the ages What's going on with my back pages? Rappers wanna be down, but listen listen You got to feel it within your body and your spirit When you listen to the rhythm (come on) It's the abstract wiles on the beat Women all around the globe, the world You got to follow me Change

[Trey Songz] Ladies make some noise if you wanna be my replacement [Drake] Lat me show what it is I was born up top but was raised at the bottom of the map Where the girls all thick and the hottest niggas rap if you lookin for the goods then we got in the trap like [Trey Songz] Ooo wee [Drake] Took

Intro Ladies and gentleman You are now about to witness the strength Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton Put your hands together for Game b!tch Hahahaha Yeah mothafuckas Compton's back on the mothafuckin map Aftermath in that ass bitch Game let's go Verse 1 - The

Verse 1: The Game June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hall Deja vu, like I been here before I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first born Dre, I'm about to have a bad boy, family in t

What, uh, c'mon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (it's too late) It's too late for that Don't gotta to spit that game Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, h

[Intro: 50 Cent] G-Unit, they ain`t ready AHHHH! [Hook: 50 Cent] I don`t know what you been thinkin, don`t know what you been drinkin But you get outta line boy, I`ll lay your ass DOWN Don`t know what you been thinkin, don`t know what you been drinkin But you get outta line boy, I`ll lay yo

City Spud- Yo, `for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal I`m the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga And if I got beef I let the whole world know it So if you got beef let the whole wor

Cowboys - Fugees[Songtekst]
This is the Fugees, Outsiders up in here: [(CHORUS) CLEF:] Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side, No the n***er dies. [PACE1:] Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen You shot your bullet, but the bullet when **** Desperado, do work for new boy I pull out my gun

Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings, zero feelings Blame it on Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny) Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy) Fear of God The fear of change The

Ooh! Ooh! You bitch! (you bitch!) I told yo' ass that shit won't gone last forever Ooh! Ooh! All them fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers You bitch! Then i'm slappin niggas into 2000 (yes) Pistol whippin bitches and niggas (yes) where my thugs at? where my real bitches at? (what) where m

Intro/Chorus We got the jazz [X4] Verse One: Q-Tip Stern firm and young with a laid-back tongue The aim is to succeed and achieve at 21 Just like Ringling Brothers, I'll daze and astound Captivate the mass, cause the prose is profound Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek

Baby, are you up for this Ready for the bump and grind Baby, are you up for this Suh, suh, s-s-s-suh B-B-B-B-B-B-Baby, are you up for this Ain't it different (One) I link my ting in LA But I can't fly to the States Cause I got too much convictions (Jheeze) Apparently all I talk is prison But I don'