[Verse 1 - Eminem:] Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels Girl Im too for real Lose your tooth and nails Try to fight it, try to deny it Stupid you will feel What I do, I do it well Shooting from the hip, yeah boy shoot to kill Half a breath left on my death bed Screaming F that yeah super ill Baby what the deal We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal Fuck a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool dont make me introduce you to my power tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing youre disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shadys got the mass appeal baby crank the shit Cause its your God-damn jam You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact Well shawty Im that man These other cats aint metaphorically where Im at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya fuckin ass down Im ready for combat man Get it calm batman? Nah, aint nobody whose as bomb and as nuts Lines are like mums cat scans Cause they fucking dope, bananas Hunny I applaude that ass Swear to God man these mobs cant dance Ma show em how its done Spazz like a God Damn Tas, yeah [Chorus - Pink] You can sound the alarm You can call out your guards You can fence in your yard You can pull all the cards But I wont back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no [Verse 2 - Eminem:] Gotta shake that ass like a Donkey with Parkinsons Make like Michael J Fox in the Jaws playin with a etch-a-sketch Betcha ...
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Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Outlawz - Real Talk (Lyrics)
5* !! www.facebook.com LYRICS Now you dun heard a lot of talk about me and my niggaz Them outlaw world wide mob figgaz. From triumph to tragedy, To right back on top the niggaz still mad at me. For pushin that big truck on 24's a square feat in ATL game lockjaw Man dats what my nigga got shot for, bein to motha fuckin raw for dis fuck boys. See the darkness see the light he wanna feel it Misery loves company, And that's the real shit But in 2005 im on some ill shit Four niggaz sneak upon my and peel this. 'Im takin the stand, with mac at hand Born killa, like them niggaz in pakistan It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west see how we low tex da ride. (Chorus) I know mama, you did your best at raisin' me. Now your baby dun became a G. When i'm out in them streets the only one that got me is me. I keep my hand upon my heat. Cause you know mama, you didn't raise no bitch so if a nigga wanna get at me I be out in them streets, my thang cocked Cause really all I got in the end of the day is me Real talk. Everyday is a new challenge I'm a savage in a new balance A lot of rappers but not enough raw talent Blame the machine but fuck it i'm a hustla bitch So we start our own label sellin' bricks legit Power to the people A lot of power in my pencil We da hope for the hopeless The voice for the voiceless Outlaw soldiers, we still in the game Years later less members fuckin feelin the same. Straight from the heart makin em walk Live for the day dont wait for tomorrow ...
Monday, January 23, 2012
Funky Cold Medina - Tone-Loc (w/ Lyrics)
A hilarious song that few people know about. Enjoy! Lyrics: [ VERSE 1 ] Cold coolin at a bar, and I'm lookin for some action But like Mike Jagger said, I can't get no satisfaction The girls are all around, but none of them wanna get with me My threads are fresh and I'm lookin def, yo, what's up with Loc? The girls is all jockin at the other end of the bar Havin drinks with some no-name chump, when they know that I'm the star So I got up and strolled over to the other side of the cantina I asked the guy, Why you so fly? he said, Funky Cold Medina Funky Cold Medina [ VERSE 2 ] This brother told me a secret on how to get more chicks Put a little Medina in your glass, and the girls'll come real quick It's better than any alcohol or aphrodisiac A couple of sips of this love potion, and she'll be on your lap So I gave some to my dog when he began to beg Then he licked his bowl and he looked at me and did the wild thing on my leg He used to scratch and bite me, before he was much much meaner But now all the poodles run to my house for the Funky Cold Medina You know what I'm sayin? I got every dog in my neighborhood breakin down my door I got Spuds McKenzie Alex from Stroh's They won't leave my dog alone with that Medina, pal [ VERSE 3 ] I went up to this girl, she said, Hi, my name is Sheena I thought she'd be good to go with a little Funky Cold Medina She said, I'd like a drink, I said, Ehm - ok, I'll go get it Then a couple sips she cold licked her lips, and I knew that she ...
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Fergie - Big Girls Don't Cry (With Lyrics)
Song: Big Girls Don't Cry Artist: Fergie Album: The Dutchess
Friday, December 9, 2011
Shawty Lo - Dey Know Rmx ( dirty ) /w Lyrics
[Verse 1: Shawty Lo] Yeeeaaaahhh Shawty Lo and the Big Cats Yeaaaahhhh It's the remix so bring ya top hat(eh) What ya talkin bout It's LO I rap now it's rap skizzo Thirty bands... fo shizzo Eight balls same price as the kilo I'm a boss Handle My BI And I got them same kinda guns like TI See I been that way since knee high Real dope boyz so you know I trap or Dizzi No lizzi I'm hizzi Like kells I believe I can flizzi And yeaaaahhhh I'll see you later BIG UPS... TO ALL MY HATERS! [Verse 2: Ludacris] Guard your woman dawg or I'll take her You'll hear her scream from College Park to Decatur I was a snotty nose with no paper Now my crib sittin on 22 acres(woooo) Get it right fool I gets money(yep) If you think Ludas not filthy you's a dummy(yep) I was allergic to the roof on tha cutty So I took the top off like a playboy bunny(whatup pops) Catch me pimpin in a robe and some slippers(oo) Ridin down 85 while I'm stuttin on my Gixer Mouth full of swishers or ridin with ya sister(wooo) and Six david beckhams or a trunk full of kickers(hahaha) Take a picture of the mister it'll last long And these haters get stretched out like a bad thong So partner mash on or get mashed up Think you can fuck with Luda then put a million of your cash up(hi) [Chorus: x4] LOLO Dey Know Dey Know [Verse 3: Young Jeezy] I'm in my cool whip insides jello Hop up out that pretty muthafucka like hello(hello)hello Ladies how you doin Dat nigga crazy girl don't say nothin 2 em(haha) Dey know dey know got ...
Monday, October 3, 2011
Big Green Tractor by Jason Aldean (with lyrics)
*lyrics included in video and also here. She had a shiny little beamer with the rag top down, Sittin' in the drive but she wouldn't get out, The dogs were all barking and wagging around, And I just laughed and said yall get in, She had on a new dress and she curled her hair, She was looking too good not to go somewhere, Said what you want to do baby I don't care, We can go to the show we can stay out here, And I can take you for a ride on my big green tractor, We can go slow or make it go faster, Down through the woods and out to the pasture, Long as I'm with you it really don't matter, climb up in my lap and drive if you want to, Girl you know you got me to hold on to, We can go to town but baby if you'd rather, I'll take you for a ride on my big green tractor, Said we can fire it up and I can show you around, Sit upon the hill and watch the sun go down, When the fireflies are dancing and the moon comes out, We can turn on the lights and head back to the house, Or we can take you for a ride on my big green tractor, We can go slow or make it go faster, Down through the woods and out to the pasture, Long as I'm with you it really don't matter, climb up in my lap and drive if you want to, Girl you know you got me to hold on to, We can go to town but baby if you'd rather, I'll take you for a ride on my big green tractor, Just let me dust off the seat, Mmmmmm put your pretty little arms around me, Hell yeah, You can climb up in my lap and drive if you want to, Girl you know ...
Sunday, September 11, 2011
All The Way Turnt Up - Roscoe Dash & Soulja Boy [Lyrics]
100000 views - 2/2/11 I DO NOT OWN THE SONG/LYRICS OR ARTISTS. FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. (C) Interscope Records
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
DJ Khaled-Out here grindin lyrics
Lyrics- [DJ Khaled:] DJ Khaled, We the Best Season has returned (Akon: Cause im out here grindin') I do this for the streets, the RUNNERS (Akon: Cause im out here grindin') [Akon:] Hey Hey I don't care what nobody say I'm a be me (be me) Stay hood, stay rasied in the streets (Cause I'm out here grindin') Niggas talk about greatness whenever they speak about me (Cause I'm out here grindin') I ain't splitting nothing with nobody homie I gotta give me me (Cause I'm out here grindin') I ain't slept in 8 days I can go for 8 weeks Ain't nothing to me cause I am the streets. [Rick Ross:] Put my life on the line But I'm likely to ride I'm on top of the game F**k If you like it or not Ask how I get them freaks Strawberry swishy sweets You'll be dealing with H when you dealing with G's Now she deal with the realest Shopping like it's still December Diplomat on the fender of the phantom I'm the winner I do it for the hood I do it cause you're gay You suckers wish you could ricky ross im in the bank [Plies:] Hey feds, Heard your bringing my name up Know you want me bad Think I give af**k Better indict me now Before price go up Came in the world thuggin leaving with big nuts Yeah I run it with killas homie, so what? What you want me to say, i sold a little dust? Send your informant I bet he leave bust I ain't scared to go I believe in Jesus [Akon:] I don't care what nobody say I'm a be me (be me) Stay hood, stay rasied in the streets (Cause I'm out here grindin') Niggas talk about ...
New Krayzie Bone - Won't Be Long + lyrics
Krayzie Bone - Won't Be Long Full Version 2009 The FixTape Vol. 2: Just one mo hit Lyrics: Intro: Feel the thunder in the sky and the lighting when it strikes, flashing light, that's your life, there's no way you can escape. no more time to wonder why, no more evil paradise, fear the light, feel the light, and it's way too late to pray. Run away, now run go hide, you can run you can try to survive, but i doubt it so seriously, you stay alive. Now is over, and it's time for our lord oh Jehovah to call in his soldiers, revealing the revelation and eliminating no Magog. And there's no time, no time, no time, no time for repenting and there's no time, no time, no time for you to be tripping, think of the murders, people you murder (people you murder) so may you rest(rest) in (in) peace! chorus: And it won't be long, and it won't be long, and it won't before Babylon (Babylon), the great has fallen (fallen) and the soldiers go marching in. (2x) Verse 1: We been living in this world so crazy it's got a whole lot more crazier now cause now we are barely making it and dead we can't scape it so the only way to face it and all you think is to take it frustrated can vanish your mind when you feel like grabbing that nine and gotta do some drastic to be with your family look i ain't gotta tell that's the living it is that real, and never really did a thing for us and never really sat down and explained to us, that wouldn't be the same for us and trying to make a living when we're ...
Friday, August 19, 2011
Sean Paul - Like Glue Lyrics HD
Please watch this video: www.youtube.com To diversify I uploaded a song from the album Dutty Rock.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Skepta - Oynama Sikidim Sikidim +Lyrics HD Video (Official Music)
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Trust, here comes trouble I make it rain look at the size of the puddle, You fucking with me dogs you little jack russell when im in the dance There calling me Mr Muscle becasue I clean up, just pass me the broom I'm feeling Kind of sexy I got the Va-va Voom. All lies on the star When I Step into the room I see a Buff ting Merhaba Nasilsin, BOOM! Famalam she was heavy a pretty face ting looking like katy perry, but somthing was telling me she had way too many and i dont wanna catch a case all over her jezzy, I told them i'm ready i dont care what it cost, fireworks on the goose bottle for the boss, everybodys watching her but she never stopped, she making her bum Tick Tok like its a clock. (I had to tell her) "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" (Serouis) "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" (I had to tell her) "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" (Mud ting) "Oynama Sikidim Sikidim" (Trust) Yeah, here we go again I poured her a drink Told her to say when That's my nigga KJ Introduce him to your friend You want an autograph? Pass me a pen This Turkish delight was A devil in disguise Every time I turn around she's talking to other guys But who they attracting with that line What's your name? What's your size? Before I bought goose she already was moving loose I see a lot of man in here Trying to speech her but she disappears into thin air They look left, look right, look at me See I'm buting on my air And they thinking it isn't fair ...
Monday, July 4, 2011
Dj Khaled ft akon - Out Here Grindin VIDEOCLIP + Lyrics
This is the videoclip of the new song of dj khaled featuring akon, rick ross, trick daddy, plies, lil boosie, lil wayne... LYRICS [Akon:] Cause i'm out here grindin' Cause i'm out here grindin' Hey Hey, I don't care what nobody say ima be me (be me) stay hood stay rasied on the streets (cause i'm out here grindin') talking about greatness, whenever they speak about me (cause i'm out here grindin') I ain't spitting nothing with nobody homie I gotta gimme me (cause i'm out here grindin') I ain't slipping 8 days I can go for 8 weeks ain't nothing with me cause i am the streets. [Rick Ross:] Ricky ross, put my life on the line, but i'm lucky to vibe. i'm on top of the game, if you like it or not. ask how I get freesh, strawberry swishy freshhhh you'll be dealing with ***** when you dealing with G's flashing deal with the realer, shopping like it's still december. diplomat on the fender of the phantom i'm the winner (winner). I do it for the hood, I do it cause your gay (gay). your suckers wish you could ricky ross is in the bank. [Plies:] Hey feds, heard your bringing my name up. No you want me back I give af**k (f**k). better date me now before my price go up (up). came in the world thuggin, leaving with big nuts (nuts). yah I run with killas homie so what, what you want me to tell sold you to lil dust. send your informant, I bet he leave bust. ain't scared to go I believe in jesus. [Akon:] I don't care what nobody say ima be me (be me) stay hood stay rasied on the streets ...
Monday, June 20, 2011
50 Cent So Disrespectful + Lyrics
50 Cent So Disrespectful 50 Cent So Disrespectful 50 Cent So Disrespectful Dissin Jay-z, The Game and young buck.. Easiest way to Earn $ 1000 per month by Reading Emails tinyurl.com LYRICS:::: 50 Cent - Chorus] Im so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful, Im so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful, [Verse 1] You daddy f-cked your momma then f-cked your sister, then climbed in your bed playing with your sh-tter, go head take your belt off and hang yourself, matter of fact grab your strap and bang yourself, Jays a big man, hes too big to respond, Imma big d-ck you know the one everybody on, your gon make me sing murder was the case pull this trigger sh-t ping ping, should start at the face, Im international, Im never home mayne, ive gon so long my accent changed, better watch who you f-ck with mayne, or you gon make me carve you up now straight come on Game youll never be my equal, your homie shoot dogs, my n-gga shoot people, see me Im what your never gon be, Im in that tax bracket your never gon see, when you cross me.. [chorus] [Verse 2] That n-gga Buck like Game tell momma he don smoked the TV, I didnt know he f-cked with more dope than BG, plus a n-gga sipped more syrup than Pimp C, man keeping these muthf-ckers rich aint easy, especially when a n-gga wanna stunt like Jeezy, and his cds didnt sell like his CDs, man that n-gga blew all of his chips like breezys, mad cos the world wont treat him like Weezy, I dont give a f-ck n-gga please believe me, no n-gga in the ...
Friday, June 17, 2011
Dog Days Are Over (karaoke instrumental) no backing by Florence & the Machine with on screen lyrics
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Dog Days Are Over (karaoke instrumental) no backing by Florence & the Machine with on screen lyrics
Sunday, June 5, 2011
TI featuring Eminem -That's All She Wrote [Lyrics]
Now I don't really care what you call me just as long as you dont call me broke I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote streets like cold Chicago aint nothing new I've seen it all before but still I ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with thats all she wrote all she wrote, all she wrote I said it's over with thats all she wrote all she wrote, all she wrote Goodnight its over with that's all she wrote [TI Verse 1] Its stupid how I'm going on everybody knowing that I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it Eventually see they cant beat than with me they join others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn you tell lies, get caught, n-gga kick rocks you never did blend in with the big shots on the fast track, aint no need for no pit stops I just laugh at, n-gga wishing it was this hot guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off better that than pissed on I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones catch me in the end zone high stepping prime time thought you n-ggas been on aint no blocking my shine like my new air Yeezy's, you can see me in the night time I get rich off living life, you check to check reciting rhymes so call me what you want, wanna hate, have a nice time while I get stupid paper, hey my dough aint in its right mind (mind, mind) [Chorus] Now I don't really care what you call me just as long as you dont call me broke I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight its over with" thats ...
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Eminem - Say My Name [WITH LYRICS!!!]
[Eminem] This ain't beef man I don't know what the fuck to call it But no beef Whattup X? I float like big spirit in this bitch I'm ghostly Rush me, cause you ain't gonna live to roast me I'd have my motherfuckin ass kicked by Moby if I let some bitch in the Can like 'Bis cop over me to do war, and try to bring my crew back down I'll never stoop, to that level, to do that now I got a new cat, this time I'm pullin two gats out With bullets, I finally got somethin to shoot at now [Xzibit] Let's see who got they city on lock Let's see who got the better aim with the glock Let's see who come out on top Let's see who REALLY want they name in the streets Let's see who wanna die the same time as me and make ends meet Now was I, blessed with a gift, or cursed with a curse? I follow, hearse after hearse, with verse after verse And I'll be damned if I let Billy dance Dupri Or anybody swing an axe at my family tree, so now [Chorus: Nate Dogg] I love it when you niggaz be talkin, sayin my name Seems like your mouth is not connected to your brain Two-zero-zero-three, and shit, it ain't the same Better have a strap my nigga, simple and plain Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game Heard you so long, you be up to get the pain I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not explain Right before you lay in your coffin, hoe say my name [Xzibit] Why do you hate me? (Hate me) I came from nothin Blood sweat and tears, you did not create me How can you doubt me? (Doubt me) You don't ...
Sunday, April 17, 2011
☮ Feelin' Alright ✌ LYRICS, Chris Stainton, Joe Cocker, Leon Russell
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Mad Dogs and Englishmen, is the most spectacular rock concert tour ever seen, and heared. * Vocals: Joe Cocker, The Gentle Giant, The Master of Space And Time, The Delta Lady, Donna Washburn aka Lady Madonna, The Stellar Gypsy (Claudia Lennear), Lunar Teacake Snake Man, Daniel Moore, Pamela Polland, Matthew Moore, Nicole Barclay, Bobby Jones. * Guitars: The Gentle Giant, The Master of Space And Time. * Bass guitar: The Mad Professor. * Hammond organ, keyboards, piano: The Master of Space And Time, The Foxy Prince of Roll. * Drums, percussion: The Rock, Cloudy Chuck Blackwell, "Straight from the Taj Mahal", Snakey Jim Keltner, "Floats like a butterfly, Stings like a bee", The Purveyor of the Sphincter Phone. * Saxophones: The Ruby-Lipped Essence of Lubbock, Texas. * Trumpets: The Price Is Right * Jim McCrary: album cover photography * Andee Cohen[2]: tour photographer * Linda Wolf: tour photographer * "The Ladies": ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ JOE COCKER CANTA CON SU CARACTERISTICO VOCERRON ESTA ROLA DE DAVE MASON CON EL INCONMENSURABLE CHRIS STAINTON AL PIANO Y LEON RUSSEL CON UN SORPRENDENTE ACOMPAÑAMIENTO DE GUITARRA, DURANTE LA GIRA DE MAD DOGS AND ENGLISHMEN +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Chris Holden Engineer, Remastering Matthew Moore Performer Jerry MossExecutive Producer Carl Radle Performer Chris Stainton Performer Donna Washburn Performer Donna Weiss Performer Dan Moore Performer Bobby Lee Jones Performer Harry Marks Producer Jim McCrary ...
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