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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:23 | Сообщение # 1 |
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:26 | Сообщение # 2 |
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| Don Omar - Bandaleros Yo! , tengo calderon , don omar , los bandoleros {don omar} Aunque digan que soy un bandolero donde voy le doy gracias a dios por hoy estar donde estoy y voy a seguir con mi tumbao y con mi ojos colorao con mis gatos activao ustedes to me lo han dao {tego calderon} oye, a mi me importa poco lo que se diga del nigga william landron y yo somos socios de la avenida soy bandolero como el mister politiquero que se robo to el dinero y lo postularon de nuevo (como si na) si fuera calde o don omar nos daban conspiracion la llave bota y yo no soy ejemplo mi respeto a tempo su unico delito fue tener talento que tu quiere que yo escriba guasimilla , mentira de que el D.E.A me tiene en la mira yo estoy claro claro mis impuestos pagos critican si trabajo critican si soy vago (que se va hacer) yo hago en primera y me tratan de segunda haci de na le encanta como el negro zumba (eso es verda) yo soy tu cuco tengo el trabuco conocido mundialmente como el maluco {don omar} Aunque digan que soy un bandolero donde voy le doy gracias a dios por hoy estar donde estoy y voy a seguir con mi tumbao y con mi ojos colorao con mis gatos activao ustedes to me lo han dao {don omar} (mera)diablo que cherreo me cogi un caso y apuntaron el deo ya no era el rey del perreo ahora era tecato y otro posible reo que me metieran preso dos dijeron mal lo veo yo no les creo a su sistema de reformacion ingrato a mi me arrestaron dos puercos por pasar el rato y yo aqui pichando aguantando callando si nadie es perfecto de que me estan juzgando y hace con mi vida lo que cualquiera puede vivir como quiere ,tener sus placeres mi gente yo noy distinto a ustedes y hoy en dia soy cantante por que ustedes quieren me dieron las primeras planas cojen rapero con marihuana , pistola y cosa rara solo quedara en su mente clara cuando crezcan donde yo creci se crien donde me criaba diablo me duele tanta baba, duele tanta baba el no juzgarme se les agradeze el beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece {tego calderon} tio ,el no juzgarnos se les agradeze el beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece {don omar} Aunque digan que soy un bandolero donde voy le doy gracias a dios por hoy estar donde estoy y voy a seguir con mi tumbao y con mi ojos colorao con mis gatos activao ustedes to me lo han dao {tego calderon} oye , a la gente le encanta sacar pellejo (yo se) unos por profesion, otros por bochincheros (exclusivo) dale a la sin hueso socicharronero haciendo dinero con el sufrimiento ajeno yo no soy un santo pero estoy en clave estoy pagando toas mis maldades y estoy aqui tirando pa lante como quiera que lo pongas hago menos mal que antes a ti lo que te jode es que te matastes tratastes te superatses pero te olvidastes (de que) de que el papa upa esta mirandonos de arriba el unico que juzga el niche que no discrimina y yo no he visto "al manini van dog"(yo no) calle callejon el bandido calderon ( si se�or) el no juzgarnos se les agradeze el beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece {don omar} Aunque digan que soy un bandolero donde voy le doy gracias a dios por hoy estar donde estoy y voy a seguir con mi tumbao y con mi ojos colorao con mis gatos activao ustedes to me lo han dao {tengo calderon} y aunque digan que soy un bandolero donde voy le doy gracias a dios por hoy estar donde estoy y voy a seguir con mi tumbao y con mi ojos colorao con mis gatos activao ustedes to me lo han dao
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:30 | Сообщение # 3 |
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| Fort Minor - Remember The Name You ready?! Lets go! Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!) [Chorus] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! [ Mike Shinoda ] Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic He feels so unlike everybody else, alone In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him But fuck em, he knows the code It's not about the salary It's all about reality and making some noise Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go! [ Takbir ] Who the hell is he anyway? He never really talks much Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact That many misjudge him 'cause he makes a livin from writin raps Put it together himself, now the picture connects Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist [ Ryu ] It's just twenty percent skill Eighty percent fear Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill Who would've thought that he'd be the one that set the west in flames Then I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game" Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse? This dude is the truth, now everybody givin him guest spots His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot! [Chorus] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! [ Ryu ] They call him Ryu The Sick And he's spittin fire with Mike Got him out the dryer he's hot Found him in Fort Minor with Tak Been a fuckin nihilist porcupine He's a prick, he's a cock The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat [ Takbir ] Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block He knows how to work with what he's got Makin his way to the top People think its a common owners name People keep askin him was it given at birth Or does it stand for an acronym? No He's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice Him and his crew are known around as one of the best Dedicated to what they do give a hundred percent [ Mike Shinoda ] Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard It seems like he's never got time Because he, writes every note and he writes every line And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind It's like a design is written in his head every time Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed? Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?! [Chorus - repeat 2x] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent reason to remember the name! [Outro - Mike Shinoda] Yeah! Fort Minor M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:38 | Сообщение # 4 |
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| Ludacris - Move Bitch [Chorus 2x: Ludacris] Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way [Ludacris] OH NO! The fight's out I'ma 'bout to punch yo...lights out Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still I've been drankin' and bustin' two And I been thankin' of bustin' you Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead And if your friends jump in, 'Ohhh gurrlll', they'll be mo' dead Causin' confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace Since not into lution', we run in the streets So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers Is there a bumper on your ass? NO NIGGA! I'm doin' a hundred on the highway So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober And you about to get ran the FUCK over [Chorus] [Mystikal over second chorus] BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move Here I come, there I go UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd? Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through Hit the stage and knock the curtains down I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do Young and successful - a sex symbol The bitches want me to fuck - true true Hold up wait up, shorty 'Oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin'?' Sidelinin' my fuckin' bussiness Tryin' to get my paper, child support soon Give me that truck and take that rental back Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that? No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck But i'ma tell you like this bitch You better not walk in front of my tour bus [Chorus] [I-20 over second chorus] Bring it, get 'em Too bad I'm on the right track Beef, got the right mack Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out Grab the peels cuz we robbin' tonight Beat the shit outta security, we startin a fight I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggaz I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P. And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P. Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:39 | Сообщение # 5 |
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| Ludacris - Act a Fool [Intro] DRAH! 2 Fast... DRAH! 2 Furious... I'M TOO FAST FOR Y'ALL MAYN! DRAH! 2 Fast... DRAH! 2 Furious... OHH! I'M TOO FAST FOR Y'ALL MAYN! [Hook] AHH, you just came home from doin a bid Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL [Verse 1] Talkin about gats, traps, cops and robbers It's 9-1-1, PLEASE CALL THE DOCTOR Evacuate the building and trick the pigs Since everybody wanna piece, we gon split ya wigs See some fools slipped up and over-stepped they boundaries You about to catch a cold, STAY THE FUCK AROUND FROM ME Ya peeps talkin 'bout what kinda shits he on You disappear like "POOF, BITCH BE GONE" You think twelve gon catch me, GIMMIE A BREAK I'm super-charged with the hide-away license plate It seems they wanna finger print me and gimmie some years They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears I got suede on my roof. wood grain on the dash Sheep skin on the rug, +Golden Grain+ on the stash Hydraulics all around so I shake the ride We go FRONT, BACK AND SIDE TO SIDE, WHAT [Chorus] Some punk just tripped up and made you spill your drink Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now your car just stopped on a empty tank BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If you got late bills and you lost your job Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If you about to get drunk and you ready to mob BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL [Verse 2] Let's take it to the streets cuz I'm ready to cruise Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes And the people just stare so I LOVE TO PARK IT And I just put a computer in the glove compartment With the petal to the floor, radar in the GRILLE TV in the middle of my STEERING WHEEL It's my car's birthday so we BLOWIN THEM CANDLES More speakers in the trunk than my ride can handle Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat and when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection Cuz the women love the paint and they can see their reflection I'm about to take off, so F what ya heard Because my side mirrors flap like a FUCKIN BIRD And the fools, we gon CLOCK ONE and we'll POP ONE Cuz my folk ridin shotgun with a shotgun [Hook] You just got hustled for a wire of cash Man whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash Say whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Now them gulls up the block still runnin they mouth BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If anyone talk bad about the Dirty South Tell me what I'M gon do? ACT A FOOL [Verse 3] I got my eyes wide shut and my trunk wide open Did donuts last week and the streets still smoking See, I'm off that anti-freeze and my car is TIPSY Off the off ramp doin about a hundred and fifty Rollin through East Pernium, on way to Ben Heel Slide a five to the junkie to clean my windshield Got the whole crew ridin and we startin SHIT I even got a trailer hitch with the barbeque pit Now all you wanna do is get drunk and pout Plus your new name is Fire cuz we stomped you out and yeah, we blow trees and bees, that's fantastic So gulls hold ya weave while I'm weaving through traffic I kicked to fifth gear and teared the road apart You'll be like lil John Cue and get a +Change of Heart+ It's one mission, two clips and some triple beams I'M ABOUT TO BLOW THIS WHOLE SHIT UP TO SMITHEREENS [Hook] The pot holes in the street just bentcha rims Tell me whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL MAN, THAT AIN'T STICKY, THAT'S JUST STICKS AND STEAMS BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL Catch ya man with another bitch up in ya bed Ladies whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL If the bottles all gone and your eyes are red BOY whatcha gon do? ACT A FOOL [Outro] 2 Fast, 2 Furious... 2 Fast....ACT A FOOL 2 Fast, 2 Furious... 2 Fast....ACT A FOOL
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:42 | Сообщение # 6 |
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| Ludacris - Get Back [Intro] Hands Up! Hands Up! Here's another one.. and a.. and a.. another one. [Chorus] (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a sh*t that I ain't tryin to hear. Get Back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down. Get back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! [Verse 1] So, so, come on, come on. DON'T get swung on, swung on. It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding cadillacs. Family off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back. (Whoo!) Still snaggin' plaques (yep), still action-packed (yep), and dope.. i keep it flippin' like acrobats. That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back, cause on my waist, there's more heat than the shaq-attack! But I ain't speakin' about ballin', jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start ballin'. We all in together now, birds of the better now, jus' bought a plane so we change in the weather now. So put your brakes on, cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown. Cause I'll prove it, scratch off the music, like hey little stupid, don't make me looose it! [Chorus] (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a sh*t that I ain't tryin to hear. Get Back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down. Get back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! [Verse 2] I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw). [x4] See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab, caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his ass. Sent him on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips to the county.. I ain't for that walk! We split like 2 pins at the end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put indian fangs. Holding DTP pinned at the end of yo' chain, and put the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme. [Chorus] (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a sh*t that I ain't tryin to hear. Get Back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down. Get back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! [Verse 3] Hey, you want WHAT with me?! I'm gonna tell you one time, don't F*CK with me! Get down! Beat his ass.. ain't got nothin' to lose, and i'm havin a bad day, don't make me take it out on you! [x2] Maann, cause I don't wanna do that. I wanna have a good time and enjoy my drink.. sit back and watch some women get drunk as hell, so I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell. I know it's been a little while since I've been out the house, but now I'm here.. you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's up? Don't you see we in the club?, man shut the f*ck up! [Chorus] (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a sh*t that I ain't tryin to hear. Get Back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! (Ee-Ee Whoo-Whoo) I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down. Get back! You don't know me like that. Get back! You don't know me like that! [Outro] Ah! We in the red light district! Ah! We in the red light district! Whoo! We in the red light district! Ah! We in the red light district! Whoo! We in the red light district! Whoo! The red light district! Whoo! The red light district.. Ah! The red light district..
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:44 | Сообщение # 7 |
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| Ludacris - Number One Spot [Ludacris] Yeah baby, heh heh, yeaaaah (whoo!) Back again (that's right) Luda! Ha ha ha ha (Feel this) It gets meaner and meaner each time baby Feelin real good too (holla at 'em man) What up Uncle 'Face! (Yeah) I'm a bull in this industry man (tell 'em) Some would rather run down and get one cow (nah) I think I'd rather walk down and get 'em all You know what I'm talkin 'bout right? Look [Verse 1] I'm never going nowhere so don't try me My music sticks in fans veins like an IV Flows poison like Ivy, oh they grimy Already offers on my 6th album from labels tryin to sign me Respected highly, HIIII MR. O'REILLY Hope all is well, kiss the plantiff and the wifey Drove through the window, the industry super sized me Now the girls see me and a river's what they cry me I'm on the rise, so many people despise me Got party ammunition for those tryin to surprise me (surprise!) It's a celebration and everyone should invite me Roll with the crew or meet the bottom of a Nike (blaow!) Explorer like Dora these swipers can't swipe me My whole aura's so MEAN in my white t-shirt Nobody light-skinded rapping harder since Ice-T You disagree, take the Tyson approach and bite me! [Chorus] Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?) I'm comin for that number one spot! (Alright) Rappers swearing they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh) But I'm coming for they number one spot! (Alright man) Scheme scheme, plot plot (say WHAT?) I'm coming for that number one spot! (Woo, hey) Keep it going it won't stop! (What you doing man?) I'm comin for that number one spot! [Verse 2] Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than Nevada Ready to break the steering column on your Impala If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell them holla In court I never show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha Father, father, and hey I love gold But can buy anything I want from the records I've sold Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so cold Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a pancake Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake I crush mics until my hand breaks Then shag now and shag later until these women can't stand straight The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so randy I'm +XXL+ so I call 'em my +Eye Candy+ Brush my shoulder and I pop my collar Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars [Chorus] Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?) I'm comin for that number one spot! (Alright) Rappers swearing they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh) But I'm coming for they number one spot! (Alright man) Scheme scheme, plot plot (say WHAT?) I'm coming for that number one spot! (Woo, hey) Keep it going it won't stop! (What you doin man?) I'm comin for that number one spot! [Verse 3] Causing lyrical disasters, it's the master Make music for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards These women trying yo get me out my Pelle Pelle They strip off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!" Stay on the track, hit the ground running like Flo-Jo Sent back in time and I've never lost my mojo Ladies and gentlemen ahh, boys and girls Ludacris sit down and take over the whole world! [Chorus] Whoa! Don't slip up or get got! (Why not man?) I'm coming for that number one spot! (Alright) Rappers swearing they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh) But I'm coming' for they number one spot! (Alright man) Scheme scheme, plot plot (say WHAT?) I'm coming for that number one spot! (Woo, hey) Keep it going it won't stop! (What you doin man?) I'm coming for that number one spot!
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:45 | Сообщение # 8 |
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| Ludacris - Blow It Out AOWWWW! I never used to snore in my sleep 'til this rap shit started Warm thoughts fill the hot-headed and cold-hearted Your whole paycheck, you burp it and then fart it And y'all think I'm gon' stop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! In one year I got rich, now life's movin so fast But bein broke with no food is just a thing of the past Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass And y'all prayin that I flop? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! In New York I buy clothing, in Cali I get green In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean All these rappers wanna know what I'm gettin for sixteens Try 80, want a discount? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! See in just six months I infiltrated the system If you find somebody better, then I'm sorry I missed him Niggaz hate givin me props cause I might use it against them C'mon, get Ludacris out! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Chorus 2X: Ludacris] If you mad I'm on top, then wish me gone If you mad I'm on the road, then wish me home And if you mad that I'm right, punk wish me wrong But after your three wishes - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Ludacris] It's time to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer If you ever think of stoppin me - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall Next year I'm lookin in to buyin Green Briar mall{?} You probably own a lot of property! BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! C'mon and take a look, he's got gigantic balls Plus his money keeps flowin like Niagara Falls We all know Jesus saves and Ludacris withdraws I'm 'bout to go on vacation - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! Shout out to Bill O'Reilly, I'ma throw you a curve You mad cause I'm a THIEF and got away with words I'ma start my own beverage, it'll calm your nerves Pepsi's the New Generation - BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Chorus] [Ludacris] My black people show me love when I'm up on the block And Latinos always waitin for my CD's to drop White people love the flow, they say, "Dude, you fuckin rock!" Yo' fans are my fans, right? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! So find my album in the stores and look for the white steam Rip it open, play it and yo' momma might scream It's hard, other albums are softer than ice cream Yo' scans are my scans, right? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! Now Luda's throwin up A's, and I'm lightin up L's Around the globe gettin paid, you home bitin yo' nails DTP, the only label that practice fightin ourselves We probably gettin on your nerves, huh? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! I been eatin and gettin FAT while y'all dyin of hunger I get drunk in the winter, stay high in the summer Watch out, my album's puttin up McDonald's numbers You over 6 million served, huh? BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! [Chorus] BLOW IT OUT YA ASS! WHOO!
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 22:48 | Сообщение # 9 |
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| Ludacris - Money Maker Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don't you act like you dont hear She... You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don't worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Shake shake shake your money maker Like you were shakin it for some paper Took your mama 9 months to make ya Might as well shake what ya mama gave ya You ... you lookin good in them jeans I bet you look even better with me in between I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind But yous a hell of a distraction when you shake your behind I got * on my right side pourin some cups My whole hood is to my left and they aint giving a fuck So feel free to get lose and get carried away So by tomorrow you forgot what you was sayin today But don't forget about this feeling that im making you get And all the calories you burn from me making you sweat The mile high points you earn when we taking my jet And how everywhere you turn I'll be making you wet.. Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don't you act like you dont hear She... You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don't worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Switch, switch, switch it from right to left and.. Switch it till you running right out of breath and.. Take a break until you ready again and.. You can invite over as many friends as.. Ya want to, but i really want you Just be thankful that Pharrell gave you somethin to bump to...HEYY Luda...Im at the top of my game You want my hands from the bottom to the top of your brain And I...just wanna take a lil ride on your curves And get erotic giving your body just what it deserves and.. Let me give you some swimming lessons on the penis Backstroke, breaststroke, stroke of a genius...YUPP Call me the renaissance man Get up and i stay harder than a cinder block mannn....HEYY Im just a bedroom gangster And i been meanin to tell ya that i really must thank ya when ya.. Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don't you act like you dont hear She... You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don't worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Rock rock rock it and make it work girl Please dont stop it until it hurt girl You..you been lookin a little tipsy So if you could jus shake it a little this wayy See ima member of the BBC The original bread winna of DTP And you the center of attention thats distracting this war Cuz everybody in the camp is like OH MY GODD..she could Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya I see you on my radar Don't you act like you dont hear She... You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey Shake your money maker Like somebody boutta pay ya Don't worry about them haters Keep your nose up in the air You know I got it If you want it, come get it Stand next to this money Like - ey ey ey
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Brian | Дата: Воскресенье, 12.04.2009, 23:07 | Сообщение # 10 |
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| Linkin Park - Breaking The Habit Memories consume Like opening the wound I’m picking me apart again You all assume I’m safe here in my room (unless I try to start again) I don’t want to be the one The battles always choose ‘Cause inside I realize That I’m the one confused I don’t know what’s worth fighting for Or why I have to scream I don’t know why I instigate And say what I don’t mean I don’t know how I got this way I know it’s not alright So I’m Breaking the habit I'm breaking the habit Tonight Cultured my cure I tightly lock the door I try to catch my breath again I hurt much more Than anytime before I have no options left again I don't want to be the one The battles always choose 'Cause inside I realize That I'm the one confused I don’t know what’s worth fighting for Or why I have to scream I don’t know why I instigate And say what I don’t mean I don’t know how I got this way I know it’s not alright So I’m Breaking the habit I'm breaking the habit Tonight I’ll paint it on the walls ‘Cause I’m the one at falls I’ll never fight again And this is how it ends I don’t know what’s worth fighting for Or why I have to scream But now I have some clarity To show you what I mean I don’t know how I got this way I’ll never be alright So I’m Breaking the habit I'm Breaking the habit I'm Breaking the habit Tonight
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