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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:45 | Сообщение # 51 |
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| Jay-Z (feat. Beyonce) "Bonnie and Clyde" Альбом: Blueprint 2 Uhh uhh uhh. You ready B? Let's go get 'em.. Look for me! Young, B Cruisin down the westside - high, way Doing what we like to do - our, way Eyes behind shades, this necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates But today, I got my thoroughest girl wit me I'm mashin the gas, she's grabbin the wheel, it's true to the heart She rides with me - the new Bobby and Whitney Only time we don't speak is during "Sex and the City" She gets Carrie fever, but soon as the show is over She's right back to being my soldier Cuz mami's a rider, and I'm a roller Put us together, how they gon' stop both us? What ever she lacks, I'm right over her shoulder When I'm off track mami is keepin me focused So let's, lock this down like it's supposed to be The '03 Bonnie and Clyde, Hov' and B All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend. Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend. All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend. Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend. The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you lovin with the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin Now they 'bout nothin - if ever you mad about somethin It won't be that; oh no it won't be that I don't be at, places where we comfy at With no be-atch; oh no you won't see that And no, I ain't perfect - nobody walkin this earth's surface is But girlfriend, work with the kid I keep you Hermes Burkin Bag Minolo Blohnik Timbs, aviator lens 600 drops, Mercedes Benz The only time you wear Burberry to swim And I don't have to worry, only worry is him She do anything necessary for him And I do anything necessary for her so don't let the necessary occur, yep! (Talk to 'em If I was your girlfried I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you Even if that somebody was me Yeah-hee (break it down for 'em) Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be And so I put this on my life Nobody or nothing will ever come between us And I promise I'll give my life my love and my trust if you was my boyfriend Put this on my life The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in I promise I'll give my life my love and my trust if you was my boyfriend
.......Reality Is Just An Illusion........
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:46 | Сообщение # 52 |
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| Alicia Keys "Karma" Альбом: The Diary Of Alicia Keys Weren't you the one that said, that you don't want me anymore. And how you need your space, and give the keys back to your door. And how I cried and tried and tried to make you stay with me. But still you said that love was gone, and that I had to leave. Now you, talkin bout a family Now you, sayin I complete your dream Now you, sayin I'm your everything You confusin me What you say to me Don't play with me Don't play with me. Cause what goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me What goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. Now who's cryin, desirin to come back I remember when I was sittin home alone Waitin for you Til 3 o'clock in the morn And when you came home, you'd always have some sorry excuse. And explainin to me, like I'm just some kinda fool I sacrifice the things I want to and do things for you But when it's time to do for me, you never come through Now you, wanna be a bond of me (eyyy) Now you, have so much to say to me (heyy) Now you, wanna make time for me What you do to me. You confusin me Don't play with me Don't play with me. Cause what goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me What goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. Now who's cryin, desirin to come back I remember when I was sittin home alone Waitin for you Til 3 o'clock in the morn Night after night Knowin sumthing goin on Wasn't home befo me You was,you was gone Lord knows it wasn't easy, but believe me. Never thought you'd be the one that would deceived me. And never do wha u was supposed to do No need to hose me fool, cause I'm ova you Cause what goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me What goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. Gotta stop tryin, to come back to me What goes around, comes around. What goes up, must come down. It's called Karma baby. And it goes around. What goes around, comes around, What goes up, must comes down, Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me
.......Reality Is Just An Illusion........
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:48 | Сообщение # 53 |
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| Akon "Ghetto" Альбом: Trouble Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto, Ghetto we livin [verse one] These streets remind me of quicksand (quicksand) When your on it you'll keep goin down (goin down) And there's noone to hold on too And there's noone to pull you out You keep on fallin (falling) And noone can here you callin So you end up self destructing On the corner with the tuli on the waist tight just got outta the bing doin stay time You are viewing lyrics of Ghetto by AKON from the album Trouble (2004) at LyricsAndSongs.COM Teeth marks on my back from the canine Dark Memories of when there was no sunshine Cause they said that I wouldn't make it (I remember like yesterday) Holdin on to what god gave me [chorus] Cause thats the life when ur Living in the (ghetto)and Eating in the (ghetto)or Sleeping in the (ghetto) (ghetto) Cause thats the life when ur Living in the (ghetto)and Eating in the (ghetto)or Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) [verse two] No need to cherish luxuries (cause everythin' come and go) Even the life that you have is borrowed (Cause your not promised tomorrow) So life your life as if everydays' gon be your last Once you move forward can't go back Best prepare to remove your past Cause ya gotta be willin to pray Yea There gotta be (there gotta be) a better way oh Yea ya gotta be willing to pray Cause there gotta be (there gotta be) a better day (ay) Whoever said that this drama would stop today A lot of niggers dead or locked away Teenage Women growing up with aids [chorus] Cause thats the life when your Living in the (ghetto) oh Eating in the (ghetto) or Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto) Thats the life when ur Living in the (ghetto)oh Eating in the (ghetto) or Sleeping in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) [bridge] Gun shots every night in the (ghetto) Crooked cops on sight in the (ghetto) Every day is a fight in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) Got kids to feed in the (ghetto) Selling coke and weed in the (ghetto) Every day somebody bleed in the (ghetto) (oh oh oh oh oh) (ghetto) [chorus] Thats the life when your Living in the (ghetto)oh Living by the (ghetto)oh Eating in the (ghetto, ghetto) Thats the life when your Living in the (ghetto)oh Sleeping in the (ghetto) Living in the (ghetto, ghetto, ghetto) (wooohhoohh
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:48 | Сообщение # 54 |
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| Akon (feat. Eminem) "Smack That" Альбом: Konvicted Shady Convict Up front Akon Slim Shady I see the one cuz she be that lady I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh. Up front style. Ready to attack now. Pull in the parking lot slow with the lack down. Convicts got the whole thing packed down. Step in the club. The wardrobe intact now. I feel it. Go on and crack now. Ooh, I see it. Don't let back now. Im'a call her. Then I put the mack down. Money? No problem. Pocket full of that now. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh. Ooh! Looks like another club banger. They better hang on. When I throw this thang on. Get a little drink on. They goin' flip. For this Akon shit. You can bank on it. Pedicure, manicure, kitty cat claws. The way she climbs up and down them poles. Lookin' like one of them Pretty Cat Dolls. Tryna hold my woody back through my drawers. Steps off stage, didn't think I saw her. Creeps up behind me and she's like, you're - I'm like, yeah I know, let's cut to the chase. No time to waste. Back to my place. Plus from the club to the crib's like a mile away. Or more like a palace, shall I say. And plus I got a pal. Every gal is game. In fact he's the one singing the song that's playing! (Akon!) I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh Eminem's rollin', D an' them rollin'. Boo an' Oh Marvelous an' them rollin'. Women just hoin'. Big booty rollin'. Soon I be all in them an' throwin D. Hittin' no less than 3. Block will style like wee, wee. Girl, I can tell you want me, 'cause lately. I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow. Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo. Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo. And possibly bend you over. Look back and watch me smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore smack that, oooh. smack that, all on the floor, smack that, give me some more, smack that, 'till you get sore, smack that, oooh.
.......Reality Is Just An Illusion........
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:49 | Сообщение # 55 |
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| 50 Cent "P.I.M.P." Альбом: Get Rich or Die Tryin' (Chorus) I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P (Repeat) (Verse 1) Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid Look baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P Come get money with me, if you curious to see how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH (Chorus) (Verse 3) I told you fools before, I stay with the tools I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK (Chorus) Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:50 | Сообщение # 56 |
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| 50 Cent (feat. Nate Dogg) "21 Questions" Альбом: Get Rich Or Die Tryin' [50 Cent - singing] New York City! You are now rapping... with 50 Cent You gotta love it... I just wanna chill and twist the lye Catch stunts in my 7-45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry Got some questions that I got to ask and I Hope you can come up with the answers babe [Nate Dogg ] Girl... it's easy to love me now Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Girl... it's easy to love me now Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Girl... [50 Cent] If I fell off tomorrow would you still love me? If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me? If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century could I count on you to be there to support me mentally? If I went back to a hooptie from a Benz would you poof, and disappear, like some of my friends? If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side? If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride? I'd get out and peel a nigga cap, you chill and drive I'm askin questions to find out how you feel inside If I ain't rap cause I flipped burgers at Burger King would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin me? In the bed if I used my tongue, would you like that? If I wrote you a love letter, would you write back? Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap And we could go do what you like, I know you like that [Nate Dogg] Girl... it's easy to love me now Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Girl... it's easy to love me now (Woo!) Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Girl... [50 Cent] Now would you leave me if your father, found out I was thuggin? Do you believe me when I tell you, you the one I'm lovin? Are you mad cause I'm askin you 21 questions? Are you my soulmate? Cause if so, girl you're a blessin Do you trust me enough, to tell me your dreams? I'm staring at ya trying to figure how you got in them jeans If I was down would you say things to make me smile? I treat you how you want to be treated just teach me how If I was with some other chick and someone happened to see and when you asked me about it I said it wasn't me would you believe me, or up and leave me? How deep is our bond if that's all it takes for you to be gone? We only humans girl we make mistakes To make it up I'll do whatever it take I love you like a fat kid love cake You know my style, I'll say anything to make you smile [Nate Dogg] Girl... it's easy to love me now Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Girl... it's easy to love me now Would you love me if I was down and out? Would you still have love for me? Girl... Could you love me in a Bentley? Could you love me on a bus? I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us Could you love me in a Bentley? Could you love me on a bus? I'll ask 21 questions, and they all about us
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:52 | Сообщение # 57 |
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| 50 Cent "If I Can't" Альбом: Get Rich Or Die Tryin' Yea, ha ha, yea, yea [Hook: 50 Cent] If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes Now 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines Tell niggaz, "Get they money right," cause I got mine And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk After bein hit by the pump, is that what you want? Be easy nigga, I lay your ass out Be-lieve me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta You could find a nigga sittin on chrome Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas and I'm gone (Yea!) [Hook] [Verse 2: 50 Cent] + (Dr. Dre) I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack 'em You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap 'em React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin, "Whut happened?" OH NO look who crept in with the FO'FO' 20 inch rims sittin on LOW-PRO Eastside, Westside niggaz ALL KNOW, I'm LO-CO Even my mama said, "Something really wrong with my brain" Niggaz dont rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain G-UNIT! We get it poppin in the hood G-UNIT! Muthafucka whuts good? I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to act I had a sip of too much jack, I'll blow 'em off the map With the mack, thinkin it's all rap Til that ass get clapped and Doc say "It's a wrap" (It's a wrap, nigga) [Hook] [Verse 3: 50 Cent] I been feelin I have to teach lessons to slow learners Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya'heard me? When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines Get locked up, they read books to pass the time In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine This is +God's Plan+ homey, this aint mine I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance And Grandma; who always gotta throw her two cents I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features I am whut I am, you could like it or love it It feels good to pull 50 grand and think nothin of it Fuck it [Hook] - repeat 2X Uh huh, hood make it hot Dr. Dre, Aftermath Shady, ha ha
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:52 | Сообщение # 58 |
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| 50 Cent "What Up Gangsta" Альбом: Get Rich Or Die Tryin' [50 Cent] G-Unit (bo!) We in here (bo!) We can get the drama poppin we don't care (bo! bo! bo!) It's going down (bo!) Cause I'm around (bo!) 50 Cent, you know how I gets down.. down [Chorus: repeat 2X] What up, blood? (What) What up, cuz? (What) What up, blood? (What) What up, gangstaaah? [Verse One] They say I walk around like got a 'S' on my chest Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest I try not to say nothin the D.A., might want to play in court But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sport Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya You gettin money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I. I'm the type to kill your connect when the coke price rise Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me I grew up around some niggaz that's not my homies Hundred G's I stash it (what) the mack I blast it (yeah) D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it Chokes me, I'll have your mama pickin out your casket, bastard I'm on the next level, right lane forget bezzle Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what) [Chorus] - (first time w/o first line) [Bridge] We don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play that (G-Unit) We don't play around [Verse Twi] I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger? When the fifth kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder In December I'll make your block feel like summer The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine Any chick I fuck with is a dime I'm like Patti LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinkin I won't touch ya I'll have your ass usin a wheelchair, cane or crutches Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new Chuckers [Chorus] [Bridge] - repeat 4X
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Мулаточка | Дата: Понедельник, 01.09.2008, 17:54 | Сообщение # 59 |
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| Gwen Stefani "Hollaback Girl" Альбом: Love, Angel, Music, Baby Uh huh, this my shit All the girls stomp your feet like this A few times I've been around that track So it's not just goin' to happen like that Because I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl [2x] Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [4x] I heard that you were talking shit And you didn't think that I would hear it People hear you talking like that, getting everybody fired up So I'm ready to attack, gonna lead the pack Gonna get a touchdown, gonna take you out That's right, put your pom-poms down, getting everybody fired up A few times I've been around that track So it's not just goin' to happen like that Because I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl [2x] Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [4x] So that's right dude, meet me at the bleachers No principals, no student-teachers All the boys want to be the winner, but there can only be one So I'm gonna fight, gonna give it my all Gonna make you fall, gonna sock it to you That's right, I'm the last one standing, another one bites the dust A few times I've been around that track So it's not just goin' to happen like that Because I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl [2x] Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [4x] Let me hear you say, this shit is bananas B-A-N-A-N-A-S [4x] A few times I've been around that track So it's not just goin' to happen like that Because I ain't no hollaback girl I ain't no hollaback girl [2x] Oooh, this my shit, this my shit [4x]
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:43 | Сообщение # 60 |
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| Game "Troublesome" Альбом: West Coast Resurrection [Chorus 2X: The Game] Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss - what type of nigga is you? I'm the type to pack a gat or few Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you [The Game] Y'all niggaz see me when I'm come through; and ain't no denyin that them big motherfuckers is twenty-five Swayin in and out of white line, six double-oh Deuce zeroes, I'm feelin like the streets is mine Mines hustle, mucho dinero, heat's confined See more fall guys than Foreman/Ali combined If there's beef, I'm releasin mine And I won't stop bustin 'til them Escalade seats recline The kid roll with a greasy nine, come through and blast I return shots like Arthur Ashe You do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodies Fuck bein sorry, it ain't nuttin but a gangsta party And I'll make sure ain't a nigga survivin Shoot up the ambulance, make sure it ain't a nigga there to revive him And the Game ain't tryin to win, fuck the awards So keep that little-ass horn, and that Neil Armstrong nigga [Chorus] [The Game] Trust me dog, ain't shit you can put in your rap that'll make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that's that Niggaz thinkin I retired my Chuck, put the gun back in the holsters Cause I weave through traffic in a roaster But that don't stop the heater from bangin, or me comin through Droppin all y'all niggaz with three in the chamber Keep two mac-10's when I'm rollin, one in the changer One when I push the button's right next to the cupholder Dog we can get this shit over, I got ten on the Game Let's say that Lee Harvey crack ya brain Ain't gotta look over my shoulder, I'm good with the aim Good with the handle and the bullet's good with the bloodstains And the coroner's real good with that pickup A1 good with the carpet cleaning, they can get the rest of that shit up Cause I kill like the hiccups, two at a time Put you niggaz next to each other how I do 'em in line [Chorus] [The Game] Come through in a big boy, leave the bullshit at home If beef cook then I'm bringin the chrome If I die then I'm leavin a clone; but if I live through the drama one mo' time then them boys gotta dig When I think about who shot me, I listen to Big When I'm rhymin on the road, I listen to Jig Bump Nas off that purple, sittin on the block And when I'm loadin up them clips, I listen to 'Pac A semi with me like Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns than F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseys And you might get 'em all in the face when shit get thick Make the back of your head look like Jerome Kearsey And ain't nuttin to do a driveby in the hood We ain't even got survival, but I'ma still take that ride Bet my drink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it [Chorus]
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:45 | Сообщение # 61 |
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| Akon "Gangsta" Альбом: Trouble [Daddy T speaking] Oooooooooo [Chorus in the background] Alert, alert this is an upfront street bulletin Coming live from FA (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) If you are a gangster and you confessing you kill a nigger on record (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) You a stupid matcher fucker (Gangster, gangster, gangster) This goes out to you fake gangsters (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) I see you nigger (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) Nigger we all se you (You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps) We working you mother fuckar Gangster, gangster, gangster [Verse 1] [Akon] Yo don't make me oohh (Gangster, gangster, gangster) Nigger don't make me have to step up in the club Whit my dogs show all you mater fuckers how we ball (yeah) Nigger don't make me show how I can violet the law Get your woman go up in the bar (oh) Dog how love me Why don't you show me? (Look bitch you just a punk) And that how she be But niggers wanna hand of l.o.v.e (yeah) Steady claming like the are pimp But will never go free (se you) Say that ain't gangster (Na nigger) Niggers fronting like they hard But I know their pussy from the start Man that ain't gangster (Na) Still in the projects But I spend hundred tausuend a car (yeah) I rather have a crib in Miami whit a boat (whit a boat nigger) Full of all mi niggers on so we don't go broke Yeah show them the ropes Sticking together niggers try to cope Any one steep in the way will get chock (Soo) [Chorus] [Daddy T] You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps (Aha) You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps (Aha) Gangster, gangster, gangster (Aha) (Aha) Aha) Don't make mee Bring out the other side in mee So I her you think your gangster (heeh) Don't you wane be Gangster, gangster, gangster [Verse 2] [Pickelh] Yeah fuck nigger I see you peeking eyes when I strolle I see you just by flashing Pulling them hoe's (yeah man) Cuss I'm a player like I'm suppose to be Hoe's on a nigger like it's suppose to be (yeah) You a sucker so you hate like hoe's to me And next change get your head crackt to the white man (oohh) (Aha) I try to keep it fly but this pussy nigger tempt me (don't tempt me) Breaking the sweet Swear this brother ain't classy (no) Noo that's really killing my pimping (yeah nigger) I mean really, really killing my pimping (really, really) Look what you gone made Iceberg do (yeah, yeah, yeah) Call my boys and start down crew (ooh) And we will kick that ass nigger (yeah we will) And we will I say kick that ass nigger (o yeah we will) And tell you hore she can come to my place (yeah) After she burn it up fore fucking up you face [Chorus] [Verse 3] [Pickelh] Now it's a got dame shame Pickelh What you did too that man (watch out) I guess that pussy nigger though I was playing (yeah) I try to tell him but he like fuck what you say (fuck you man) Watch you mouth, you understanding He like fuck what you say (fuck you man) Oh this pussy nigger flicks me in front this hoe's and shit (kick his ass nigger) So I spun on this nigger they notis it (Ooh) (kick his ass nigger) Oh you think I give a fuck what your focus is (Step up nigger) So I look at the next man like step up bitch Cuss if it's going down It's been around Spiting from my chamber (POW) Like David Banner you don't like me when I'm anger (whaah) Destruct to your whole ville don't make me have to change you (ahe) In too a stranger and damage your soul [Chorus] [Talking in the background] [Daddy T] Yeah I see you gangsters, All you fake ass gangsters You don't have the hart nigger Survive in the streets Ask my nigger down in Right Street niggers Ask my niggers in Re ville Ask my niggers down at wilks Ask my nigger at Hart feel nigger Ask my nigger in Altoes All my reel niggers Aha Living life fore this shit And you just want scream it out on a record nigger You want respect you got too urn respect nigger Work hard for what you get in life nigger Fuck you punk nigger Eat a dick and die slow Now get the fuck out of my house You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps (Aha) You gangstas, you playas, you hustlas you pimps (Aha) Gangster, gangster, gangster (Aha) (Aha) (Aha)
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:47 | Сообщение # 62 |
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| Akon "Easy Road" Альбом: Trouble [Refrain:] I won't, i won't, i won't, i won't cause i came too far [Verse 1:] I trying to know what's going on Echoes on my cellular phone I know this couple i don't missing Could it be the first still listening See i gat to beat those kisses Ain't time for the miscelleneous And they proceed to keep on watching Cause i've seen them lately Interrogated my mum Locked up her for my crew But i can guarante one thing that t won't let you. [chorus:] I won't let you lock me down I won't let you push me round I won't let you stop me now I won't cause i came too far I won't let you rool my day I won't let you stop my pay I won't no not today I won't cause i came too far [verse 2:] Devil's always watchin' me (watching me) Evil's alwaysstopping me (stopping me) God has been protecting me (protecting me) And that's how i gat this far Cause when you ook at me you'll see an angel Can't believe i've been through half the things that i went through Cause everyday i see a face (my face) This come true by the human race (my race) Please don't you judge me unless you know me Cause i won't let you [CHORUS] [Bridge:] Came too far to turn back now (too far) 2ce Ain't nobody goin' stop me (can stop me) 2ce Came too far to turn back now (too far) 2ce Ain't nobody goin' stop me (can stop me) 2ce [CHORUS] I won't [to fade]
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:48 | Сообщение # 63 |
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| Akon "Lonely" Альбом: Trouble Lonely im so lonely, I have nobody, To call my owwnnn Im so lonely, im mr. Lonely I have nobody, To call my owwnnn Im so lonely, Yo this one here goes out to all my playas out there ya kno got to have one good girl whose always been there like ya Kno took all the bullshit then one day she cant take it no more and decides to leave I woke up in the middle of the night and I noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I was Feenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna figure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuz Ever since my girl left me, my whole life came crashin Im so lonely (so lonely), Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) girl Im so lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) girl Cant belive I hadda girl like you and I just let you walk right outta my life, after all I put u thru u still stuck Around and stayed by my side, what really hurt me is I broke ur heart, baby you were a good girl and I had no right, I Really wanna make things right, cuz without u in my life girl Im so lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody to call my own) To call my own (to call my own) girl Im so lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) girl Been all about the world ain't neva met a girl that can take the things that you been through Never thought the day would come where you would get up and run and I would be out chasing u Cuz aint nowhere in the globe id rather be, aint noone in the globe id rather see then the girl of my dreams that made me Be so happy but now so lonely So lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) Im so lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) girrll Never thought that id be alone, I didnt hope you'd be gone this long, I jus want u to call my phone, so stop playing girl and Come on home (come on home), baby girl I didn't mean to shout, I want me and you to work it out, I never wished Id ever Hurt my baby, and its drivin me crazy cuz... Im so lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) Im so lonely (so lonely) Im mr. Lonely (mr. Lonely) I have nobody (I have nobody) To call my own (to call my own) girll Lonely, so lonely So lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely, so lonely So lonely, so lonely, (so lonely), Mr. Lonely
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:49 | Сообщение # 64 |
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| Akon "Show Out" Альбом: Trouble Akon, show out (show out); INSERT INTO `lyrics_raphot` (`id`, `artist`, `artist_id`, `artist2_id`, `feat`, `title`, `article`, `album`, `body`, `wap`, `date`, `publish`) VALUES show out (show out) I'm sure that the streets are watching me Rather not run when the cops are stopping me Pulled over on the road they watching me As they walk passed all the chicks are jockin me Ferrari truck on the side of the road Raspberry paint gloss sitting on 24's Give me a warning ticket, letting me go Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe Cause I meet fresh dimes daily You burn me (ouhhh) really Cause I done seen your type before You wanna hate out on the chef cause he baking that dough, yo Don't tempt me cause I'm close to the edge I'm tryin not to lose my head Cause you don't really wanna see me show out (show out) In the club on free spinning G's (show out) Mocca humma 24's on these (show out) Yo playa don't make me (show out) Cause You don't really wanna see me (show out) Akon got a crew so deep (show out) From the West Indies to over seas (show out) Yo mammi don't make me (show out) It's all good but I'm still in the hood Like right around the corner cause its all in my brain A nice crib on the hill of Hollywood but the ghetto mind stayin Ain't a damn thing changed It's funny how people switch when they get rich Spend it all on chicks Hundred-thousand dollar car for what These bitches Ten million dollar crib for what These bitches Five thousand dollar suits for what These bitches Should of known but they only out for your riches Some freaks need to be dealt with Spread 'em and smack 'em backwards With a stick I guarantee she'll do what you say Yeah daddy, no daddy, ok Don't tempt me cause I'm close to the edge I'm tryin not to lose my head Cause you don't really wanna see me show out (show out) In the club on free spinning G's (show out) Mocca humma 24's on these (show out) Yo playa don't make me (show out) Cause You don't really wanna see me (show out) Akon got a crew so deep (show out) >From the West Indies to over seas (show out) It aint happenin Yo mammi don't make me (show out) Its gonna make me (show out) Ya'll niggas gonna make me (show out) Ya'll chickens gonna make me (show out) Cuz this some real shit Don't make me pull your card ya'll niggas gonna make me (show out) (ya'll niggas) Ya'll niggas gonna make me (show out) (Ya'll chickens) Ya'll chickens gonna make me (show out) Cuz this some real shit Don't make me pull your card now (come on now) Cause you don't really wanna see me (show out) In the club on free spinning G's (show out) Mocca humma 24's on these (show out) Hey yo don't make me (show out) Cause you don't really wanna see me (show out) Akon got a crew so deep (show out) >From the West Indies to overseas (show out) Yo baby don't make me (show out) Don't make me (no) Show out (show out)
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:52 | Сообщение # 65 |
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| Ashanti (feat. Ja Rule) "Turn It Up" Альбом: Concrete Rose [Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti] (Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!). (Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance tonight (Irv Gotti: OH!)? (Ashanti:) Don't try to be too cute tonight (Irv Gotti: GOTTA LOOSEN UP!). (Ashanti:) Let the beat drop, and make ya feel (AHHH SO GOOD!) [Verse 1: Ashanti] I got the finest thang, That thang to make me feel good tonight, ohh so good tonight. Got my girls with me, we goin' tear down this thing tonight, Down this thing tonight!!! [Bridge: AshantI and Irv Gotti] All my ladies lookin' hot, to death and swingin' Everything right to left. And everybody in the place has got that look upon their face Like all I wanna do is party, Let that sweat drip off my body. So here's what I'll do… (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!). [Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti] (Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!). (Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance tonight (Irv Gotti: OH!)? (Ashanti:) Don't try to be too cute tonight (Irv Gotti: GOTTA LOOSEN UP!). (Ashanti:) Let the beat drop, and make ya feel (AHHH SO GOOD!) [Verse 2: AshantI [and Irv Gotti] I just feel like I, could float all the way up to the sky (Irv Gotti: OH!), and come back feeling right (Irv Gotti: OH, OH, OH!)… Now this is something I usually don't do, but I just might get wit you tonight, hey-hey. [Bridge: AshantI and Irv Gotti] All my ladies lookin' hot, to death and swingin' Everything right to left. And everybody in the place has got that look upon their face Like all I wanna do is party, Let that sweat drip off my body. So here's what I'll do… (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!). [Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti] (Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!). (Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance tonight (Irv Gotti: OH!)? (Ashanti:) Don't try to be too cute tonight (Irv Gotti: GOTTA LOOSEN UP!). (Ashanti:) Let the beat drop, and make ya feel (AHHH SO GOOD!) [JR:] Rule... (JUST LOOSEN UP!) [Rap: Verse 3: Ja Rule and Ashanti] And button down your button-ups. We done goin' in the club, let's tear that club up. It gets just so hot in here, cool me down spray some OJ and Velvadir, Over the rocks while the crowd is rockin'. Everybody rollin' like my life I wouldn't stop Let's all toast to the highest and utmost The rule and the (Ashanti: princess). And everybody with a two step (Ashanti: get up dance), And all my gangstas that don't dance (Ashanti: lean back). Cause this is gangstafied, soon as I testify. We all wanna party through the night, And any ladies that look cute tonight Send em my way, I'll show them how to loosen up get in da party, mood Baby the name is rule, R-U-L-E, reppin' I-N-C. [Chorus: AshantI and Irv Gotti] (Ashanti:) We're gonna party through the night (Irv Gotti: TURN IT UP!). (Ashanti:) Don't you wanna drink and dance tonight (Irv Gotti: OH!)? (Ashanti:) Don't try to be too cute tonight (Irv Gotti: GOTTA LOOSEN UP!). (Ashanti:) Let the beat drop, and make ya feel (AHHH SO GOOD!) [Outro: Ashanti] Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, yeah…
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| Ashanti "So Hot" Альбом: Concrete Rose (chorus) you drive me crazy so I wanna take it to the top ohh can you make it so hot so hot 2x let the fire burn baby cuz I wanna get close tonight baby wen you come inside dont forget to turn off the light come on over lemme make a little rooom meaning to hold you real real tight you kissing on my shoulders over and over and over and everything is rite cuz baby only you (chorus) you drive me crazy so I wanna take it to the top ohh can you make it so hot so hot 2x now let the water run baby you can fill it up to the rim and when it bublles all over baby lets get in and I cant help but lookin in your eyes and wanting to show you these things I like with your hands inside mine and your lips against mine I almost wanna cry cuz baby only you (chorus) you drive me crazy so I wanna take it to the top ohh can you make it so hot so hot 2x see nobody ever made me lose my mind and I'm so addicted to you babe I wanna say your name make me say your name cuz your driving me crazy you kno that you make me let go of wateva I'm scared of when I am around you, only you (chorus) you drive me crazy so I wanna take it to the top ohh can you make it so hot so hot 2x I dont wanna stop baby cuz your so hot do it when its right give it to me all night I just wanna love everything about you sent you from above and I'm glad I found you 2x (chorus) you drive me crazy so I wanna take it to the top ohh can you make it so hot so hot 2x
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 00:57 | Сообщение # 67 |
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| Ashanti "Thank You" Альбом: Ashanti I just wanna say that I'm thanklul for having you in my life, I wanna say thank you, Oh, I wanna say, I wanna thank you for being in my life, I wanna say thank you. and I miss you, and I wish you were here with me saying thank you, and I love you for being in my life. I don't know I don't know, I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life, In my life, I wanna say thank you, I love you and I miss you, I just wanna say thank you, I love you and I miss you
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:00 | Сообщение # 68 |
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| Ashanti "Call" Альбом: Ashanti [Chorus] When you call I come running baby, baby when you call I'll be right there baby, baby when you call I come running baby, baby when you call I'll be right. [Verse 1] I know you feel the chemistry What's the deal with you and me I know you feel the chemistry, I can tell what's on your mind, the same thing that's on mine, oooh I feel it coming on the way I feel it baby it just can't be wrong ooooh! I want you needing me and I'll come running baby that's the way it's gonna be. [Chorus] [Verse 2] Tell me do you think of me, with you is where I wanna be cause, boy I got you on my brain, I know you feel the same ooooooh! I feel it coming on, the way I feel it baby it just can't be wrong oooooh! I want you needing me, and I'll come running baby that's the way it's gonna be. [Chorus] [Bridge] Oh no baby I can't stop baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby. Oooooh! I feel it coming on, the way I feel it baby it just can't be wrong ooooh! I want you needing me, and I'll come running baby that't the way it's gonna be. [Chorus] Just call on me baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby Oh no baby I can't stop baby baby
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:03 | Сообщение # 69 |
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| Ja Rule (feat. Ashanti) "What's My Name" Альбом: R.U.L.E. [18 second intro about the Bible] [Ja Rule] Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah) C'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, c'mon) Remix, c'mon (now, this is Jimmy Cliff Notes) (I'ma run through the roster man) Let 'em know (on Murder INC) Uhh (startin with Ashanti - owwwwwtch!) [Chorus: Ashanti] + (Ja) J-A-R (yeah) U-L-E (what, let 'em know) (Who else you thought it would beeeee) (All my bitches with me say) J-A-R, U-L-E (what's my name, nigga?) (Who'da thought this wouldn't, beeeee) (Everybody with me say) [Ja Rule] Holla!! I'm back Anyone with good sense bet on that Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here All my bitches get your hands in the air Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now let's roll Go, goin, gone, sold What's cooler than bein cool? (ICE COLD) Y'all know that I do this for all my niggaz and my bitches And it's murder 'til day that I die, can't spit it no more All my niggaz that tusslin, get yours All my bitches that's makin money, get yours The world ain't only mine, it's yours And I'm sure That, there's no love if you don't go through pain And I'm the nigga that done changed the game What's my name? [Chorus] w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs [Ja Rule] Who's that nigga? If you feelin yourself youse that nigga, tryin to get hit up Buried in cat litter cause that's how INC get up Makin sure they don't get up, it's murder Who's that bitch? If you feelin yourself youse that bitch, tryin to get rich Dyin to get hitched to a nigga that's caked up Willin to spend time and even more at Jacob But you assume position, face down, ass up And I think I got you in that same pose pinned up In a picture painted frame been hangin love Ass naked, lookin like you're high on drugs And that's whassup, what, all bitch niggaz is gettin touched And no bad bitches is gettin fucked Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's Then you know it's not a game, what's my name? [Chorus] w/ minor changes to Ja ad libs [Ja Rule] + (Ashanti) Ba-by girl, is you with me? Shit (yes sir!) Sayin all of that without speakin a word (I like) to do this that and a third (And I love) the way you put in reverse And now clap for me mami, clap back, keep it swervin Wide body had to be built by suburban Niggaz around lookin like they nervous, I see 'em Niggaz around me wanna rob him and leave him But I'm partyin tonight for one reason Niggaz know that the bullshit was dead on the streets Niggaz I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak Long live the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C. I'm "Ready to Die," "All Eyez on Me" And niggaz know they can do it the same But still they try to diss, that's part of the game What's my name? [Chorus] w/ same as before [Ja Rule] Yeah, yeah Murder INC, all my family we here Big shout to all my niggaz All my crud niggaz, all my street niggaz, all my grime niggaz All my industry niggaz, all my corporate niggaz It's love, it's pain, and we together mayn Holla back at me, uhh
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| Lloyd (feat. Ashanti & Scarface) "Southside (Remix)" Альбом: Southside [Scarface] My southside, my getbak My heartbreaks, my karmas My set backs, my home town My life time, my sun up My sundown, my everything My used to be, my has been My love line, my blood line Memories come flashin' My neibougherhood, ma old g's The young niggas behind me The don't spread, the hussle hard These bitches that remind me Stay up all ma hussle hard Cuz people love to see you fail Hate to see you gettin green (?) got a shitty smell Walkin far if i got mo booze Yea your hats still to the back Ain't no (?) Got a pocket full of crack Lock it up and get a jacket Ain't no commin back from now You wrapped up on the party line Out here we acceptin (?) Southside [Lloyd] Tell ya daddy stop his hating Cuz I be wearing braids and rockin jerseys daily But that dont mean im thuggin though He dont want me with you But I aint tryna hear it though Not tryna hear it though [Ashanti] But I know that if he knew you He would understand ya Know that your my man and He would never hurt me no Let me come and see you So that we can be alone, alone (Baby I know a place that we can go and be alone) As long as you make sure that you safely get me home (Don't worry baby) [Lloyd/Ashanti] Meet me at the southside Get you home by midnight Make sure that your daddy just don't know (daddy just don't know) I'll put you in the hoodbug I know what I'm doin cause That's where we'll be eating on the low (eating on the low) Meet me at the southside Baby we can go hide Knowin that mah boys goin have my back (yeah-eeh-yeah) Only at the southside girl (southside, eh-eeh-eh) Southside [Lloyd] Girl I'll know that we can make it Cause we won't let him break it I don't care who with it Its you and me against the world Tell me those three words that Lets me know you're still my girl Oh Baby, yeah [Ashanti] Oh I swear I'll never leave you (why) People have lied to yah But by your side I'll show yah The way a girl needs to roll You don't need a lot of money I'm ready come pick me up (pick me up) (Baby I know a place that we can go to be alone, yeah) As long as you make sure that you safely get me home (Don't worry baby) [Lloyd/Ashanti] Meet me at the southside Get you home by midnight Make sure that your daddy just don't know (daddy just don't know) I'll put you in the hoodbug I know what I'm doin cause That's where we'll be eating on the low (eating on the low) Meet me at the southside Baby we can go hide Knowin that mah boys goin have my back (yeah-eeh-yeah) Only at the southside girl (southside, eh-eeh-eh) Southside [Scarface] I live for, to die for i Clip it up, drive by Windows down, ride by Niggas know ma pedigree Can neva be denyed by Always gon be southside New years day with a crowds (?) All the way to new years eve Drink ma beer, blow my green Touchin in a state of mind In this here great state of mine Took ma chances, played tha line Bet it, 20 more i shoot It dont matta, win or loose Love ya dawg, know i do Holla way, we rollin' thru [Lloyd/Ashanti] Cause all I want to do, is ride the south wit you (Ooooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-hooh-hoh-ooooh-oooooh) ATL Georgia, what do we do for ya Meet me at the southside (You can come and meet me yeah-eeh-yeah, yeah) Get you home by midnight (midnight) Make sure that your daddy just don't know (oh, no-no-no) I'll put you in the hoodbug I know what I'm doin cause That's where we'll be eating on the low (meet me at the southside yeah) Meet me at the southside, southside Baby we can go hide Knowin that mah boys goin have my back Only at the southside girl, gotchu in tha hood (got me in tha hood) Southside, but it's all good (we goin chill) ATL Georgia, what do we do for ya Pull down like we george town holdas (Can you pick me up tonight, take me anywhere you like) Shorty let's ride, in my Cadillac (Cadillac) Tilt yo seat back And everything'll be coo (yeah) Side girl (yeah) Alright (oooh-oh-no, no-ooh-hooh) So what you wann do (we goin kick it tonight) (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, only at the southside) I know it, that you ain't used to this country boy But I'll show ya (Show me) Ain't nuttin but a thing (yeah-yeah-yeah) Chicken wings on string (baby-baby-baby) That's how I hang (only at the southside, southside, southside)
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:09 | Сообщение # 71 |
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| Ja Rule (feat. Ashanti) "Never Thought" Альбом: R.U.L.E. [Intro - Ashanti] (Ja Rule talking) I never thought, that I'd be, without you (let me talk to you for a minute) why me? why me? I never thought, that I'd be, without you why me? why me? [Chorus - Ashanti] + (Ja Rule) I never thought (that you would fall in love with the sight of me first) That I'd be (intrigued with the thought of the of "The Gift and The Curse") Without You (and now your heart broken is makin it worse) Why Me? (Why Me?) I never thought (that you would be involved with a nigga like I) That I'd Be (scared to look passion right in its eyes) Without You (and when you found love it was nothing but lies) Why Me? (Why?) I Never Thought [Ja Rule] What the fuck is your hobby mami? highway robbery? Cause you got enough jewelrey on your body to buy a Ferari I'm like Ruben "I'm Sorry" but I don't stutter Matter call me Frank love cause I'll let her fuck ya She said "slow baby don't rush, I promise if you be patient i'll let you tear it up" and nigga sho nuff We decided to keep in touch with each other ya feel me? I didnt know that me touchin would lead to her catchin feelings I'm Serrious and I'm so Sincerre, my object is to stay in the clear Cause we find, fuck then flee these broads round here I done made so many women shed so many tears Sittin home all alone gettin drunk off of shots of Vedron Decided to call let her feelins be known in a slurred tone She said "I always get what I want and all I want is you" But I don't get it cause [Chorus] [Ja Rule] Girl our situation is getting a little out of my hands You calling me constant tellin bitches that I'm your man I thought we was just friends conversating Getting to know one another on a friendly basis Lets face it, we from two different worlds that don't collide But when they do the crash is small like a facad Your favorite season is Beghotti and mine is Summer You use credit I rubberband wrap my hundreds We got in common is minumum right next to nothing And I think thats what sumblimaly keeping you coming Back to the one you been fuckin but never thought you'd be fuckin How often do you think about akwardness of it? I know you love it to say the least and I ain't just sayin That contrary to some beliefs I present the track And my track record is something to be expected Money, Cash, Hoes you know how it goes [Chorus] [Ja Rule] Who would've thought that something so simple Would turn out to be dentramental now I'm feeling Like I'm caught in the middle of this love triangle Between she, me and reality, and reality is telling Us that we could never be, cause I come from the streets And you come from a rich family, but I don't think that your Family would understand me, It's just them little things you overlook When you're around me drugs, guns, bitches and needless to say You're a pimp in your own way baby you're making it hard For me to look you in your eyes and tell you to move on I'm Gone (I'm Gone) but then I'm back again Money and good pussy is a "Fatal Attraction" From then she hits me everynight quarter past 10 And with every call her voice got a little more tense Now we involved and it really don't make no sense So be careful what you ask for you just might get it BIOCTH!!! [Chorus]
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:12 | Сообщение # 72 |
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| 50 Cent "In My Hood" Альбом: The Massacre [50 Cent] Niggaz screw they face up at me On some real shit son they don't want beef (nah) I cock that, aim that shit out the window and spray There ain't a shell left in my heat Y'all niggaz better lay down, yeah I mean stay down You get hit with AK round, your ass ain't gon' make it You niggaz'll get laid out, your blood and your brains out Have you on the concrete ship already sinkin I'm from Southside motherfucker, where them gats explode If you feel like you're on fire, boy drop and roll Niggaz'll eat yo' ass up, cause they heart turned cold Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load The party jump, shorty bouncin that ass, I want her Gimme a second I'ma holla I'ma see whassup I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in the trunk (uh-huh) Carve your ass up nice you play me like a punk [Chorus: 50 Cent singing] In my hood - niggaz got love for me But I don't go nowhere without my strap In my hood - a little 'dro, a little Hennessy and niggaz just don't know how to act In my hood - niggaz is gri-mey I stay on point, I roll with my gat In my hood - niggaz might buck at me So I keep somethin around to buck back [50 Cent] In my hood... I don't trust a muh'fuckin soul When the D's come they fold, on my first case they told Where I'm from it ain't safe to have more than a eighth Niggaz'll come to your place, put a gun in your face Tell you open the safe, as your heart start to race Cause a robbery could turn into a homo' case Co-operate, or Doc'll have to operate Niggaz I'll pop you, run a light then pop at Jake Trust me son, niggaz'll go hard for that cake These thirsty niggaz are lurkin, you'll have to catch 'em and merk 'em I'm observin in my hood, cause niggaz be dumbin Shots forfeit the dice game, all you see is the runnin They make it harder and harder to pump on the block I'm a hustler, how the fuck I'm 'sposed to eat when it's hot? [Chorus] [50 Cent] In my hood - the house party off the hook until them shots go off Well that's what you get for stuntin on my block showoff Up, you shit out of luck if niggaz catch you slippin (uh-huh) Crack money slow so you know niggaz is trippin (yeah) Shorty down there on that Queens tracks takin a whippin Sheeit, bitch get out of pocket, she need some discipline Peep the fiend shootin diesel in his arm in the alley (ahh) Look at the chrome spinner spinnin on that black Denali The grimey niggaz where I'm from don't wanna see you chipped up You shy nigga on jux, you about to shoot your whip up It ain't good to do good in my hood {*click-clack, BLAM*} You know not to do good now [Chorus] [50 Cent] In my hood...
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:13 | Сообщение # 73 |
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| 50 Cent "Ski Mask Way" Альбом: The Massacre [50 Cent] Yeah, I'm tryin to catch me somethin A little jux or somethin [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nigga that watch is nice, that's what you bought for me? That chain is nice, that's what you bought for me? Them earrings is nice, that's what you bought for me? Take that shit off, move I'll break you off properly I get mine the fast way, the ski mask way Make money, make money money money Nigga if you ask me, this the only way Take money, take money money money [Verse One] You wan' spray at me go 'head; the last nigga that tried got hit, keeled over, and bled 'til he died Your lil' sister callin me stupid, reason why her and your momma in the living room now hogtied I came up with two new ways to get rich, I can't wait Got a brand new cig in that ol' 38 I be schemin to put a lil' bread on my plate Watch and dressers, look through a hole in the cake I stick a nigga for his sign, sell him back the next day You thought I really wanted your pussy? Bitch please This is stashhouse, jackpot, there go them ki's My black G-Unit hoodie just wreak with marijuana Cocaine comin out my pores in the sauna I'm serious man, I'm so sincere This the flow right here that fucked up Jeffrey's career Make money, take money, yeah nigga, YEAH [Chorus] [Verse Two] Who's that peepin in my window - WOW, the feds on me now They know when I'm sleepin, they know when I'm wake I know they got my phone tapper, I'm screamin fuck Jake I'm tryin to stay out them pens, so I switched states Bad News, VA - now that sounds great I see niggaz with that ice on, rims shined up This town's one big pussy, waitin to get fucked I holla at AI peoples to get gats They charge me 500 apiece for two macs Then I'm back doin me, I'm back out on the spree Catch me a nigga slippin out pumpin that D Get me a little crew I'll have 'em pumpin for me The more product I take the more paper we see Change my name, in NY they don't know where I be Yeah a nigga doin dirt but a nigga low-key [Chorus]
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:15 | Сообщение # 74 |
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| 50 Cent (feat. Olivia) "So Amazing" Альбом: The Massacre [Chorus: Olivia] Summer, Winter, Spring and Fall I'll be around to catch your call Cuz you're my baby (you're my baby) And I adore you You always brighten up my day I'll never ever let you wait Cuz you're my baby (you're my baby) And you're amazing (so amazing) [50 Cent] I'm from, city to city, to show to show See me I been grinding across the globe I hustle hard to get the grip fa'sho So when I make time to call you, you should pick up the phone Tell me, what's on your mind when you alone I have you touching on yaself, girl all in the zone Now if I turned you on With things I say, would I be wrong? Then I don't wanna be right Matter of fact, I'd be on the next flight Trying to get it on with you tonight Do the things you like Touch the right spot, have ya piping hot While the wind blow through ya hair in the drop Just lay back, relax to the sounds of the sex And let me do what I do until you climax You can go straight to sleep after it's all over In the morning, roll over and we can start over [Chorus] [50 Cent] Yeah, I called just to say "Hope you're having a nice day" You're special, I'd get into you Oops, I mean I'm into you Every chance I get, I find time to spend with you Jet to bring you to me, just to watch a movie Better yet, to watch you climb into the jacuzzi Yeah, Bubbles in the bath, Don in the glass Funny how time flies when you full of laughs It's fun, but before long, a nigga gotta dash For the lifestyle I live, a nigga need cash To come quick, so I don't fuck with the stash I know you like pumps and boots, I like Jeeps and Coupes So I grind all the time to save me some loot I put a spell on ya, I like to call it a spell In the bedroom working it well, I don't kiss and tell But I don't care if you kiss and tell You can tell ya girlfriend the details [Chorus] - repeat 2X
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Мулаточка | Дата: Воскресенье, 07.09.2008, 01:18 | Сообщение # 75 |
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| 50 Cent "High All The Time" Альбом: Get Rich Or Die Tryin' (Chorus) I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate Give me a dutch and a lighter I'll spark shit And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit (Verse 1) Everytime I ROLL up, niggas holla ROLL up, and I tell'em HOLD up, You ain't gettin money you ain't smoking In my Benzo, 20 inch Lorenzos, smoking on indo Hiiigh as a motherfucker I be on them backstreets, niggas know I clap heat, only if you got beef Man you better holla at me Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up Everytime I pop up, a lot going on in my hood I shoot the dice, I holler get'em girls Daddy need new shoes Daddy need Perelli's to look mean on 22s Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone Bulletproof this bitch and I'm gone 2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny The D's sick, they searched the whip and they can't find the semis They was just harassing me cause they know who I was Spent the night in Central Booking for smoking some bud (Chorus) (Verse 2) Now if you heard I done started some shit It ain't because I be high (I be high, I be high) And if you heard I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high (I be high, I be high) But I- twist that la, la, la, la I get high as I wanna nigga Go against me, fa sho, you's a goner nigga I don't smoke to calm my nerves but I got beef Finna crush my enemies like I crush the hashish If you love me, tell me you love me, don't stare at me man I'd hate to be in the Benz clapping one of my fans Let me show you how to greet me, when you meet me, when you see me If you real my nigga, you know how to holla "G-Unit!" There's no competition, it's just me, 50 Cent, motherfucker, I'm hot on these streets If David could go against Goliath with a stone I can go at Nas and Jigga, both for the throne (Chorus) (Verse 3) Now who you know besides me who write lines and squeeze nines And have hoes in the hood sniffin on white lines You don't want me to be your kid's role model I'll teach them how to buck them 380s and load up them hollows Have shorty fresh off the stoop, ready to shoot Big blunt in his mouth, deuce deuce in his boot Sit in the crib, sippin Guinness, watching Menace Then Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog My team they depend on me when it's crunch time I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's lunchtime You feeling brave nigga, go ahead get gully See if I won't leave your brains leaking up out your skully I done made myself hot, so ain't shit you can tell me Niggas calling me to feature, man fuck your money I ain't hurting, I'm aight, nigga, I'm doing good I ain't got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood (Chorus) G-Unit, are you ready G-Unit, are you ready G-Unit, are you ready Nigga, ready or not, here I come, come, come
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