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Intro Aight What the fuck are you lookin at self You want a piece of me Ahh man shit The story of my life... Verse 1 If I could start from scratch I woludn't change shit Same red bandana same 45th Same g wagon same hoodrat bitch Workers in the kitchen cookin up my shit Same t

"Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck] Ay if you hear me out there "Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck] I get down on my knees every night and say "Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck] Hahahaha, yeah "Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck] I'm goin to war, I'm goin to WAR! [Verse One: Young Buck] You n

Get Me - Twista[Songtekst]
On a rainy dark early morn, A lethal legacy was born, Ask any rapper around Bout the fuckin mics I left torn But the game won't give me all my P's And I wont leave the chi to get G's Got love for my mc's at home But some of them still hate on me Look how many years I done rapped Hu

Chorus: Jazze Pha] Badunkadunk, All in your face when you're at the club, Badunkadunk, Slide down the poll for the 30 Dub, Badunkadunk, Look at your ass girl, it's so much fun, Badunkadunk, I tell the DJ, I need a hundred ones, Badunkadunk, What? Badunkadunk, rock yo! Badunkadunk, All That, Ba

Wh-wh-wh-what can I say? Let me explain this to you..." [GangStarr] Yo, I don`t even wanna fight with you man I`ll lay you right where you stand You can catch a few shells One go right through your polo, man Usually I`m dolo and I gotta crazy team Car kissed the ride on you, watch for the l

Song Cry - Jay-Z[Songtekst]
The most incredible baby Uhh - mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Yeah, yeah.. uhh I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry I can't see 'em comin down my eyes So I gotta make the song cry [Jay-Z] Good dudes - I know you love me like cooked food Even though a nigga got move like a

> What´s up diemen, what up oost. > > straatremixes deel 2... alweer alweer vet > brutus komt binnen met wat simpele spitshit, je ritmix komt over als levenloze visstick ik plak als pritstif, ik laat zien wie een bitch is we scotten je tracks omdat we horen dat het niks is....je kan het zo k

[Ogri Ai] Ze willen komen focken maar ik geef geen fock man Ik kom zonder stoppen er is geen maximum Ik spit om te poppen automatischer dan Je kan je niet verstoppen beter blijf je op de run{Ogri} Motherfocker laat me klimmen op een dak Laat me vallen als ik val, niemand die ik vertrouw 21 jaar en n

Oogleden die moeite doen en zwaar vermoeid gesloten worden Mensen worden filosofisch, geef hem snel door voordat hij dooft, want niet iedereen is in dezelfde roes verzonken Als het geklonken is, zweef rustig weg, gooi zorgen overboord Het ene cliché na het andere, vastgeroeste uitdrukkingen ver

Intro: Fat Joe] Owwwwww!!!! yeah! my niggaz!!! uh huh!!! Throw your hands in the air right now man!!! Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch nigga! Yeah Khalid I see you nigga!!! Show Big Pun love! Uh! Yeah! Uh! Yo! [Verse 1: Fat Joe] I don't give a fuck about your faults or mishappens nig

Whassup Boo? Swear I'll never call you bitch again You ain't fuck with me, hehehe I swear I'll never call you bitch again (All I just wanna say is um, if I fuckin apologized) I swear I'll never call you bitch again (I ain't mean to call you a bitch) I'll never call you bitch again Damn - gave my ho

Raakvlak - LSD[Songtekst]
Hea wij zijn geen rappers hea we sijn straatie mannetjes hea. (2x)Geen bloed geen crip dit is bloedserieus bloedserieus samen met lsd JE WEET AL WIE IK BEN DE ENIGE ECHTE NALDJE, ROL NU MET KILO`S FOCK GRAMMETJES IK KNAL ZE, BANG! BANG! BANG !, GEEN JOKE`S OP DE BEAT, KLEINE JONGES ZWAAIEN NALD

[Casper] Welkom binnen, rustig blijf chillen Welkom in me hoofd beloof dat je gaat zwingen Stond recht in het leven ik moest dwingen Maar de last werd te zwaar ik moest bikkelen niet zitten Kon niet blijven staan nigger ik val in het diepe Viel omhoog maar het lood trekt me dieper en dieper Ik wou n

I fly, I fly high, I'm blazing, I'm blazing, feels like I'm blazing I fly, I fly high, I'm blazing, I'm blazing, feels like I'm blazing Feels like I'm Now could it me, little me Had the power to be the best B, in the league Yeah inevitably, but could it be little me You was heckling me, now it's mo

Lets go! If yous down motha fucka then throw your hands up, get loose in the club were gonna tear the party up. Get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get crunk, get crunk! Ahh! Get crunk, get crunk, act a fool up in the club gonna you goin get fucked up. Throw your f

I'm not gonna do nothing with my music career Then she'll run and tell her friends like He's not this he's not that He can't do this and blah blah blah You know, It got to the point where I said What the fuck man And you like, acting like I ain't got shit for you man Showed You loyalty So I just tol

Yeah... My niggas... Throw ya hands in the air right now man... Feel this shit right here... [Verse 1 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack] I don`t give a fuck `bout your fault or mishappenin`s, Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens, Kids clappin` love to spark the place, Half the niggas

Yeah.... Comin' fresh out that Pyrex pot Bblack Air Force 2's and the White Sox Fitted on my forehead, try me, go head I'll bring out the polka dots, put Guame on your forehead Yeah, it's the new king of everything And bitches don't say no to me, I'm like a wedding ring Maybe it's how I pour that Pa

[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

"I hope yall got yall playa's card cause yall aint getting in unless ya do Its Kell's yall still got the world surrounded for the non-believers" [Chorus:] Playa's only where them chicks be checkin their bodies Up in the club where they get real naughty Take um from here to the private parties

Bel Me - Negativ[Songtekst]
Ah.. Straatremix deel 3!.. JaJa!.. Negativ.. Ebon-e.. Eej Chuckie.. Bedankt man.. Je bent m`n nigger.. Jij ook Biggie.. Master Mic.. D-Men.. Powermove bitches!.. Hee mami.. (...) Waar ga je heen?.. En heb je een papi?.. Je maakt me gek.. en dat is geen makkie.. Dus bel me op me telefoo

"I hope yall got yall playa's card cause yall aint getting in unless ya do Its Kell's yall still got the world surrounded for the non-believers" [Chorus:] Playa's only where them chicks be checkin their bodies Up in the club where they get real naughty Take um from here to the private pa

"I hope yall got yall playa's card cause yall aint getting in unless ya do Its Kell's yall still got the world surrounded for the non-believers" [Chorus:] Playa's only where them chicks be checkin their bodies Up in the club where they get real naughty Take um from here to the private pa

"I hope yall got yall playa's card cause yall aint getting in unless ya do Its Kell's yall still got the world surrounded for the non-believers" [Chorus:] Playa's only where them chicks be checkin their bodies Up in the club where they get real naughty Take um from here to the private pa

Woah Woah, woah, woah Ay Starin' at your dress, cause it's see-through, yeah Talkin' all the shit that you done been through, yeah Say that you a lesbian, girl, me too, ay Girls want girls where I'm from Wait, whoa, yeah, girls want girls, whoa Yeah, whoa, yeah, girls want girls where I'm from Oh,

We zoeken tot iedereen safe is We zoeken tot iedereen safe is Ze vroegen me vaak, wat ik later wou worden Ik zei ze: Ik weet niet, als ik maar pap heb, alles gepakt heb wat ik moet pakken Ik leef die, life veel te fast Zie je me gaan, dan zou je denken: Wat heeft die? Waarom die haast? Is niet je z

In the fantasy sequence "Growltiger`s Last Stand," Gus relives one such triumph, playing the pirate Growltiger. In this sequence, Growltiger, a feared feline sea captain and his amour, Griddlebone, meet an untimely end after battling a crew of Siamese sailors. CHORUS: Growltiger was a bravo cat

Intro: Jermaine Dupri & Manuel Seal Uh uh oh o, uh uh uh o, Keep rocking, ah ah ah ah ah, Uh uh oh o, uh uh uh o, Brat tat-tat on that ass, ah ah ah ah ah. Verse One: Da Brat & Jermaine Dupri Bringing more noise than P.E., we true and flew in life, Leave us J.D. and rock a party all night tight, ni

[Dre] Some good-ass weed! [Snoop Dogg] Check it out Dogg; this game is a motherfuckin trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin to run up on me hollerin about word on the street is dis nigga said dis.. Man I don`t give a FUCK about what that nigga said man! That`s what`s wrong with you n

Verse One: Sam Sneed (Dr. Dre) (I heard Sam was going solo) God damn, you didn`t know so, well I can blast fast so freak an ill type of slow flow. I`m hitting harder than Berry Boss so check the golden child, throwing it to your ear-hole, got you going buck wild. But truck-tracks, rhymes all day,

[Bailiff] Will the court please rise? Judge Funk Doctor Spock residing [Prosecutor] Your honor Lil` Kim is a threat to society She has shown a blatant disregard for the law And has killed six fine law enforcement agents in the line of duty For the vicious acts She should be punished to the fullest

[Big Boi] Some of that uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car Some of that El Dorado funk, know what I`m talking about Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out, yeah You know we keep it crunk around here, A-town style Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I wanna know [Hook] Do you really wanna

[Nas] Uhh Yo, yo-yo, y`all Whattup? Whattup It`s time man (Word, it`s time?) Straight up, it`s time man Aight, set that shit off (Set it off then nigga, set it off) Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock,

Uh ah uh uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhahaha Check it out Flipmode squad Raw deluxe shit `98 Check it out I be the street shit The nigga your mama freak with Put y`all niggas on it y`all know how to keep a secret When I get money you know I like to keep it How I get money niggas you try to pee

Foxy Brown - Fox Boogie [Kid Capri] Ahhhhhhh yeah... without a doubt! We up in here chillin, this is the Kiiiiiid Capri And I`m in the house with Foxy Brown For the nine-pound, plus one And we got things goin on, in a big way in here YouknowhatI`msayin? So what we gon` do right now is