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[DMX] Don't do it dog, it's just not worth it Uhh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done? Arf! Arf! Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) Now don't you ever (fuck around) Now don't you ever (fuck around) Nigga don't you ever (fuck around) Now don't you ever (fuck around) [DMX] Aiyyo I got a mean

[2Pac] And huh, I started out dumb, sprung of a hood-rat, listening to the radio, wishing that I could rap... but nothing changed, I was stuck in the game, cause everybody in the industry was fuckin' me man... listen, I got a scheme, break away, do my own thang, drop some conversation, sit b

Me and my closest road dogz To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby The return of the mashers, you know how we do it Hahaha! [2Pac] Shit half the times we flaunt cause trouble My closest road dog it was cool cause I love you Fuck what they talkin bout Let me take you back in tim

Uhh, oooooooooooooh baby, baby Keep it thug, and keep yo' heat, na nah nah nah nah [Nas] Now slowly, thinkin of all the things that oppose me I think of kings who died and rappers out to dethrone me For they crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid Dead in the street, it's so fuckin pitifu

Senti oggi sono a caccia di udenti, mi prendi, al limite semmai poco poi mi rivendi, ma prova a ciucciare queste ritmiche bollenti lo sballo e' uguale che ficcare il dito nel 220 Volt diventi sconvolt e ascolt-a guardami se non ti fa ribrezzo ti piaccio?, ti adoro spaccio rime come primo lavoro

[Chorus] Stunna shades, Fluid in my cup, We up in da club, We gon tear it up [2x] Stunnaz on Stunnaz on Stunaaz on Stunnaz on, got my stunnaz on [2x] [Verse 1] Now middle of the day grippin 12 0 clock at night You'll neva catch me without my stunnaz on I be on dat green I be chei

You alright, star No star You alright, star No star You alright star No star I don't feel proper I went to the doctor To get a prescription I told him little fact And lots of fiction About a bad back that I ain't got He tried to sell me faith healing But I think not I want Xanax, Vicadin and Oxycon

Verse 1: If you free your mind your ass has got to But you're caught up in that same ol' patent and trap that the homies go through Searchin' for answers without no questions You thought it could never happen to you and your crew, but y'all was no exception It started out as fun and it was all

[DMX] Don't do it dog, it's just not worth it Uhh.. grrrrrr.. what the fuck have they done? Arf! Arf! Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) Now don't you ever (fuck around) Now don't you ever (fuck around) Nigga don't you ever (fuck around) Now don't you ever (fuck around) [DMX] Aiyyo I got a mean flow that'll

Un-hunh! - DMX[Songtekst]
Errrr, here we go again Uh, un-hunh Uh, un-hunh Uh, un-hunh [DMX] Yeah, yo Kiss [Jada] What up dog? [DMX] These niggaz running around here like they controling this shit [Jada] No doubt [DMX] Let's show these niggaz how to take hold of this shit [Jada] That's what I'm talkin about baby [DMX] For

Artist: Jay-Z Album: Kingdom Come Song: Dig a Hole [Jay-Z] Dig a hole bury yourself nigga Go ahead, keep going I got some nice dresses for you guys [Sterling Simms and (Jay-Z)] Told you to get your money when you see a boss coming (Yes) Thought shit was funny but what you see now

* this freestyle appears on several mixtapes but may not be released; however it sparked the response on Jay-Z's song "Takeover" [Nas having conversation with himself] Ayo Nasty Nas, what up? ~Ain't nothing, a lot of cowards frontin'. I hear what you're saying, but yo, this is all

I'ma movement by myself But i`ma force when we're together Mami im Good all by myself But baby you, you make me better. You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You plus

It's entertainment time!!!! Wooo Got Missy Elliott in the house, got Slick Rick in the house We doin big things here kids Hip-Hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M Slick Rick an' M Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy Slick Rick an' M Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice Simply delicious, M

50 Cent G Unit! A, B Scarlett You can't fuck with me 50 Cent C, D Scarlett We from the Harlem streets 50 Cent E, F Scarlett Don't talk me to death 50 Cent G, H Scarlett It's elementary Scarlett Picture me rolling Range Rover Same color your Air Force Ones White on white, ya like? Red I

[Chorus] In the bus Bumping with my thugs You don't want me to get up and slap you whut On my block In my set You don't wanna test You don't want me to get up and slap u whut On the porch In the crib Eating mammas meal You don't want me to get up and slap u whut On the phone Doi

A long, long time ago, In a galaxy far away, Naboo was under an attack. And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn, Could talk the Federation in to maybe cutting them a little slack. But their response, it didn't thrill us, They locked the doors and tried to kill us. But we escaped from that gas, And met J

Y'all small tuna fish, I'm one big catch (This is a Shark Tale exclusive) Y'all small tuna fish, I'm one big catch (Here we go again) Y'all small tuna fish, I'm one big catch (Say what, say what, yeah) Y'all small tuna fish, I'm one big catch Ooh, do do do do do do do Car wash, car wash Ooh, do do

Lag het aan jou dan was ik al lang down, het maakt me lauw, mezelf op sleeptouw, het is mezelf waar ik nu alleen op bouw, ik blijf pushe. [Nino] Ik blijf pushe, want niemand anders doet het voor me, in de studio ´s avonds laat mezelf recorden. Hopend op betere dagen I keep thinking forward, zoveel

You in our playhouse Let's play Yeah this ya boy Pleasure, Baby Blue, Slick 'Em, Spectacular and we are Pretty Ricky... [Chorus] We can play house and touch, touch Lay you on the couch and hunch hunch Baby just shhh, hush hush I'mma eat ya body out like lunch, lunch We can play house and

It's entertainment time!!!! Wooo Got Missy Elliott in the house, got Slick Rick in the house We doin big things here kids Hip-Hop's finest, Slick Slick Slick Rick an' M Slick Rick an' M Go Missy, go Missy, go Missy, go Missy Slick Rick an' M Excuse me Mr. Lawrence, you look nice Simply delicious, M

"Change The Game" (feat. Looga Man, Kid Kurupt) [Intro:] Hey yo we flip the script now the game done changed Dutty cup music drive dem insane Worldwide, yard ain't been the same Jigzag zigular come bring the pain.. Hey yo Sean Paul...bad mind waan see you pop down and drop down Step we a g

Yea Ok, homie Auburn And J.R. Oh, he think he Superman Oh, he think he Superman Now, he think he Spiderman Now, he think he Spiderman Now, you think you Batman? Now, you think you Batman? You need to get back, man You're not really that bad! Boy, you ain't no big boss Who you think, you Rick Ross

Sax - Fleur East[Songtekst]
Give it to me Give it to me I met a boy last week Tryna run that game Made it sound so sweet When he say my name I said: boy, stop Run it back You can talk that talk But can you play that sax I met a boss last night Buyin' out the bar Said I can ride top-down In his Jaguar I'm like: boy, stop Run

Barbie Yeah They thought that you was a shy girl Until I made you my girl Girl you pushed me like a big button 'Til I cuffed you like you did somethin' You ain't gotta wait for it You ain't gotta wait for me to give you my love You ain't gotta wait for it Things are gettin' sticky, girl I think tha

N- n- now th- that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Cause i can't wait much longer I know i got to be right now Cause i cant get much wronger Man i've been waitin' all night now That's how long i've been on ya I need you right now I need you right now Lets get los

[Jazze Pha] Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen This, is truly an event Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle, Jazz Phiza-fel (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woooo-eee! (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woo, woo, woo, oh boy! (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Oh boy! Ohhh! Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey

I had a dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin came over Baby-sat all four of my kids Then in my dream I told the doctor off He said if you don't want to do it then you don't have to do it He said the truth is You'll be okay, anyway Then in my dream Crispy crispy Benjamin Franklin and the doctor We

(Get em on) I’m on one (Get em on) I’m on one (Get em on) I said I’m on one [Drake] I’m getting so throwed I aint work this hard since I was 18 Apologise if I say, anything I don’t mean Like whats up with your best friend? We could all have some fun, believe me And whats up with these new

I'ma movement by myself But i`ma force when we're together Mami im Good all by myself But baby you, you make me better. You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You make me better You plus

This is for them 20s somethings Time really moves fast, you were just sixteen This is for them 30s somethings that didn't turn out exactly How your mom and dad wanted you to be This is for them 40s somethings Well raise up your glass and laugh like a motherfocker This is for them 50s somethings Hey

I, I, I've been missing you all week My, my only super freak I, I, I've been missing you all week My, my only super freak I got a lot on a my mind I got to get where I'm supposed to be I think I'm running out of time My baby girls ain't ova for me (She said) Don't you worry about a thing tonight I'

[Dappy] I dragged my bags off the plane today A little too much fun on tour Lord please help me find my keys Or I'm banging down my own door All the cheerin' and all the applause Who could ask for more? Now I wouldn't mind finding A real thing waiting When my bags finally hit the floor [Dappy] See

Ich seh zu wenig Liebe, alles wirkt lieblos, leblos wie'n Friedhof, obwohl draußen ein Krieg tobt, denn das einzige was die Menschen noch teilen ist Hoffnung, daß morgen alles besser wird, alles wieder in Ordnung. Gib bloß acht! Die Gedanken der meisten sind boshaft und all diese Neo-Propheten ve

[Intro- 50 Cent] Ahh man You know where the niggas be at right? Take me to `em [Chorus- 50 Cent] All through the hood, I keep hearin` niggas sayin` I`m supposed to die tonight niggas come put a hit out and they talkin` like the shit okay I`m down to ride tonight We crawlin, whip stolen, A