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Killeurtry Moderateur
Nombre de messages : 299 Age : 35 Localisation : 64 décrasse Date d'inscription : 20/10/2007
| Sujet: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 12:46 | |
| Bon,voila fallait bien une p'tite discussion sur les paroles de chansons et/ou lyrics. Bon,je commence avec: Easy-E:Real Muthaphuckkin G'sIntro Comp-ton Comp-ton Comp-ton Real muthaphuckkin G's... Real muthaphuckkin G's... Real Muthaphuckkin G's... Real Muthaphuckkin G's... Verse One Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper crack and it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper and let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc and you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand when ya talk about sprayin me same records that ya makin' is payin me Motherfuck Dre Motherfuck Snoop Motherfuck Death Row Yo, and here comes me left blow 'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season to let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the fuck ya found ya found an anerexic rapper talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot you're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day all of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his old album cover he was a she thang so Nigga please, Nigga please don't step to deez motherfuckin' Real G's Yo Dre, what's up? *bang* Yo Dre, what's up? *bang* Now take it to the rapper, claimin to be dapper then the Dresta, smoother then a bitch but Dre's a rollin gangster, ain't broke a law in yer life, yet every time you rap you yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look at the nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the bastard is simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang and the Mental, of Niggaz in Compton, wattz, and South Central never ever once have you ran with the turf, yet in every verse you claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness to your fuckin work, so ya never had no buiness, so save the drama jerk, Niggaz straight kill me knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to you studio gangsters,see i did dirt, i did work, so many Niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes i got the right to rap about that, but Niggaz like you i gotta hate ya, i'm tired of Suburbian Niggaz talkin about they comin from projects knowin ya ain't seen the parts of the streets G think ya tryin bang around the time of the peace treaty wearin kackis and ya mob while ya ryhme, little fag tried to sag, but he's gettin flooded at the same time, and ya set don't accept ya, so ya scared to kick wit yer homies 'cuz ya know they don't respect ya, So Nigga please check nuts before ya step to deez, motherfuckin Real G's Verse Three Well, it the Knock Out, definition orginal baby gangster approach me like you hard, motherfucker I'm ma bank ya shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if I havta Dr Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actors pranksters, studio gangsters, busters but this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers G's, Nigga please, don't try to step because if ya do, then the pill cap is all that would be left see young Niggaz like me, will break ya off somethin, claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton Niggaz like ya'll is what I call wannabe's it aint shit compared to Real Motherfuckin' G's Yo Dre, What's up? *bang* Yo Dre, what's up? *bang* I never met an OG who never did shit wrong ya tried to dis the Eazy-E so now Nigga it's on you and ya Doggy Dogg, think yer all honk and shit both of you bitches, can come and suck my Doggy's dick beatin a bitch don't make ya shit, but then agian some Niggaz think it makes a man, Damn it's a trip how a Nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick to smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger but to me you ain't nothin but a bitch ass Nigga who ain't worth a food stamp, but at Death Row, I hear yer gettin treated like Boot camp gotta follow yer sargents directions, or get yer ass pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E Stay in your place and don't step to Real motherfuckin G's Yo Dre, What's up? *bang* Dre ya should have known by now.. Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang* Dre ya should have known by now... Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang* Dre ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it.... Source:http://kellypark.skyblog.comUn peu de culture:Real motherfuckin G's:des put**n de vrai gangster Smith and Wesson:Célèbre marque d'arme a feu Compton:quartier de LA d'où Easy-E est originaire Death Row:rappeur américain Knock out:K.O. Proper crack:dans le contexte,le flow She thang:travesti Slangs:insultes Niggaz:noir
Dernière édition par le Dim 11 Nov - 13:24, édité 3 fois | |
| | | nitro_djeja co-administrateur
Nombre de messages : 313 Age : 30 Localisation : toutes les places où il y a des jeux vidéos et internet ! Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:21 | |
| bon choisi des chansons un peu plus "clean" si tu me comprend bien... ^^ PS:c'est quoi tes sources ? | |
| | | Killeurtry Moderateur
Nombre de messages : 299 Age : 35 Localisation : 64 décrasse Date d'inscription : 20/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:24 | |
| Tuv veux dire quoi par clean? P.S.:source ajouté | |
| | | nitro_djeja co-administrateur
Nombre de messages : 313 Age : 30 Localisation : toutes les places où il y a des jeux vidéos et internet ! Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:27 | |
| ba,moin de "vulgarités" ! | |
| | | Killeurtry Moderateur
Nombre de messages : 299 Age : 35 Localisation : 64 décrasse Date d'inscription : 20/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:32 | |
| Comme ça: Artiste: Mims Chanson: This Is Why I'm Hot [Chorus: Mims] This is why Im hot This is why Im hot This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot [x2] I'm hot cuz im fly, You ain't cuz you not, This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot I'm hot cuz im fly, You hate cuz you not (M.I.M.S.!) This is why (this is why) This is why I'm hot. [Verse 1:] This is why I'm hot, I don't gotta rap I could sell a mil. sayin' nothing on the track I represent New York, I got it on my back, Niggas say that we lost it, so imma bring it back. I love the Dirty Dirty, cuz niggas show me love The ladies start to bounce as soon as I hit the club. But in the Midwest, they love to take it slow, So when I hit that shit, I watch em (get it on the flo') And if you need it hyphy, I'll take it to the Bay, 'Frisco to Sac-Town, they do it everyday. Compton to Hollywood, soon as I hit LA, I'm in the low-low, I do it the Cali way. And when I hit the Chi', people tell me that I'm fly. They like the way I dress, they like my attire. They love how I move crowds from side-to-side, They ask me how I do it, and simply I reply: [Chorus:] This is why Im hot This is why Im hot This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot [x2] I'm hot cuz im fly, You ain't cuz you not, This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot I'm hot cuz im fly, You hate cuz you not (M.I.M.S.!) This is why (this is why) This is why I'm hot. [Verse 2:] This is why I'm hot, catch me on the block, Every other day, another bitch, another drop, 16 bars, 24 a pop, 44 a song, nigga gimme what chu got. I'm into drivin cars, fresh up off the lot , Im into shuttin stores down, just so I could shop. If you need a bird, I could get it chopped, Tell me what chu need, you know I get em by the flock. I call my homie Black, meet me on the Avvve. I hit Wash. Heights with the money in the bag. We into big spendin', you see my pimpin' never drag, Find me with different women that you niggas never had. For those who say they know me, know I'm focused on my green Playa you come between, you better focus on the beam. I keep it so mean, the way you seen me lean, And when I say Im hot, my nigga this is what I mean [chorus:] This is why Im hot This is why Im hot This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot [x2] I'm hot cuz im fly, You ain't cuz you not, This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot I'm hot cuz im fly, You hate cuz you not (M.I.M.S.!) This is why (this is why) This is why I'm hot. [verse 3:] This is why im hot, shorty see the drop Asked me what I paid, and I say yeah, I paid a guap. And then I hit the switch, that take away the top, So chicks around the way, they call me Creame of the Crop. They hop in the car, I tell em “All aboard” We hit the studio, they say they like how I record. I gave em Black Train and I Did You Wrong, So everytime I see them, they tell me that's their song. They say I'm the bomb, They love the way the charm, Hangin from the neck, and compliments the arm, Which compliments the ear, then comes the gear, So when I hit the room, the shorties stop 'n stare. Niggas start to hate, rearrange they face, But little do they know, I keep them thangs by waist Son I reply, nobody got to die, Similar to Lil' Weez cuz I got the fire. [Chorus:] This is why Im hot This is why Im hot This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot [x2] I'm hot cuz im fly, You ain't cuz you not, This is why (this is why) This is why Im hot I'm hot cuz im fly, You hate cuz you not (MIMS!) This is why (this is why) This is why I'm hot. Source:http://www.parolesmania.com/ | |
| | | nitro_djeja co-administrateur
Nombre de messages : 313 Age : 30 Localisation : toutes les places où il y a des jeux vidéos et internet ! Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:34 | |
| si tu veux ! Mika : relax, Take It Easy
Took a right to the end of the line Where no one ever goes. Ended up on a broken train with nobody I know. But the pain and the (longings) the same. (Where the dying Now I'm lost and I'm screaming for help.)
Relax, take it easy For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, take it easy Blame it on me or blame it on you.
It's as if I'm scared. It's as if I'm terrified. It's as if I scared. It's as if I'm playing with fire. Scared. It's as if I'm terrified. Are you scared? Are we playing with fire?
Relax There is an answer to the darkest times. It's clear we don't understand but the last thing on my mind Is to leave you. I believe that we're in this together. Don't scream – there are so many roads left.
Relax, take it easy For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, take it easy Blame it on me or blame it on you.
Relax, take it easy For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, take it easy Blame it on me or blame it on you.
Relax, take it easy For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, take it easy Blame it on me or blame it on you.
Relax, take it easy For there is nothing that we can do. Relax, take it easy Blame it on me or blame it on you.
It's as if I'm scared. It's as if I'm terrified. It's as if I scared. It's as if I'm playing with fire. Scared. It's as if I'm terrified. Are you scared? Are we playing with fire?
Relax Relax
voila une chanson pour le moin connu ! | |
| | | Killeurtry Moderateur
Nombre de messages : 299 Age : 35 Localisation : 64 décrasse Date d'inscription : 20/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:37 | |
| Nooooooonnnnnnn!!!Je hais ce mec. T.I.:"What you know"Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye.. What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Aye... don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that See me in ya city sittin pretty kno I'm shining dawg Ridin wid a couple latin brawds and a china doll And you kno how we ball Aye.. Ridin in shiny cars Aye.. Walk in designer malls Aye.. Buy everything we saw You know about me dogg Don't talk about me dogg And if you doubt me dogg You better out me dogg I'm throwed off slightly bro Don't wanna fight me bro I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro Know you don't like me cause Yo bitch most likely does She see me on Them dubs In front of every club I be on dro I'm buzzed Give every ho a hug Niggaz don't show me mugs Cause you don't know me cuz Aye... don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that Candy on the '64 Leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow Ya bitches get low Because I get dough So what? I'm rich ho I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down) What you talking shit fo'? gotta run and hit fo'? Got you a yellin and I thought you put out a gun hit fo But you's a scary dude Believed by very few Just keep it very cool Or we will bury you See all that attitude's, unneccesary dude Cause you never Carry TooLs not even sweary qs You got these people fooled, who see me on the tube Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news Aye... don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that Fresh off the jet to the block Burn a rubber with a top-pop I'll pop and bust a shot and tell em stop and make the block hot Ya label got got Cuz you are not hot I got the top spot And it will not stop A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop Partner, we got ya'll If it may pop off I'll answer the question "Will I get ya block knocked off?" And what it is bro Look I'll kill ya, bro I'm in yoUr hood, if you a gangsta what you here for? Somebody better get bro for he get sent for You say you wanna squash it what you still talkin shit for? Aye... don't you know I got key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back Louis nap sack where I hold'n all tha work at What you know about that? What you know about that? I know all about that Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey what you know about that? Hey I know all about that Source:http://dfff.skyrock.com/ | |
| | | nitro_djeja co-administrateur
Nombre de messages : 313 Age : 30 Localisation : toutes les places où il y a des jeux vidéos et internet ! Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:48 | |
| - Killeurtry a écrit:
- Nooooooonnnnnnn!!!Je hais ce mec.
pourquoi quesque qui t'as fait ce pauvre >< ? voila une chanson quze j'aime bien ! Timbaland : The Way I Are : [Verse 1: Timbaland] I ain't got no money I ain't got no car to take you on a date I can't even buy you flowers But together we'll be the perfect soulmates Talk to me girl [Bridge: Keri Hilson] Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free We can work without the perks just you and me Thug it out 'til we get it right [Chorus: Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)] Baby if you strip, you can get a tip 'Cause I like you just the way you are (I'm about to strip and I want it quick Can you handle me the way you are?) I don't need the cheese or the car keys Boy I like you just the way you are Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip 'Cause I like, I like, I like [Verse 2: Timbaland] I ain't got no Visa I ain't got no Red American Express We can't go nowhere exotic It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that love you best Talk to me girl [Bridge 2: Keri Hilson] Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free We can work without the perks just you and me Thug it out 'til we get it right [Chorus: Keri Hilson & (Timbaland)] Baby if you strip, you can get a tip 'Cause I like you just the way you are (I'm about to strip and I want it quick Can you handle me the way you are?) I don't need the cheese or the car keys Boy I like you just the way you are Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip 'Cause I like you just the way you are [Verse 3: D.O.E.] Baby girl, I don't got a huge ol' house I rent a room in a house Listen baby girl, I ain't got a motorboat but I can float ya boat So listen baby girl, once you get a dose of D.O.E. you gon' want some mo' So listen baby girl, when I make it I want you back, want you back, yeah Enjoy ! source:http://www.chansons-paroles.com
Dernière édition par le Dim 11 Nov - 13:55, édité 1 fois | |
| | | nitro_djeja co-administrateur
Nombre de messages : 313 Age : 30 Localisation : toutes les places où il y a des jeux vidéos et internet ! Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 13:58 | |
| - Killeurtry a écrit:
{Outro...fading out} heh YA! 2Pac's in this motherfucker! Uh! G-Unit in the motherfuckin house 50! Banks! Buck! quesque je t'ai dis ??PAS DE VULGARITES !! on est sur un forum aussi !! - killeurtry a écrit:
- P.S.:Parce que c'est un tap****!Sinon tes sources ND!!
v'la m'sieur ! et c'est un tap**** ?? | |
| | | L.Ron8Z FONDATEUR / ADMIN
Nombre de messages : 370 Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 15:13 | |
| mais on s'en fous quoi.. c'est une chanson et en anglais en plus | |
| | | nitro_djeja co-administrateur
Nombre de messages : 313 Age : 30 Localisation : toutes les places où il y a des jeux vidéos et internet ! Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 15:22 | |
| ba moi je m'en fous pas ! en plus un forum c'est publique et meme on anglais il faut pas mettre des vulgarités ! OK si vous voulez mettre,mettez mais moi je vais pas m'abaissez à mettre des trucs pareils ! faut un peu de regles quoi !
Dernière édition par le Dim 11 Nov - 15:25, édité 1 fois | |
| | | Ze-mystery newseur
Nombre de messages : 81 Date d'inscription : 28/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 15:25 | |
| Bah en anglais ou en chinois, c'est grossier quand même hein.... | |
| | | L.Ron8Z FONDATEUR / ADMIN
Nombre de messages : 370 Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 15:47 | |
| oui c'est interprété dans des chansons (du rap surtout) avec poésie et pour moi c'est de l'art.. mais bon c'est vrai qu'il est préférable de ne pas mettre d'insultes mais comme même.. pour moi il retranscrit les images comme elles sont il va pas s'amuser a transformer les musiques.. | |
| | | Killeurtry Moderateur
Nombre de messages : 299 Age : 35 Localisation : 64 décrasse Date d'inscription : 20/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Dim 11 Nov - 22:49 | |
| Désolé j'avais pas vu sa je supprime le post car c'est pas la version que je voulais mettre. | |
| | | Eazy gangster amateur
Nombre de messages : 90 Localisation : quelque part dans l'univers Date d'inscription : 22/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Jeu 22 Nov - 23:04 | |
| Eazy E - Eazy Duz It
Well I'm Eazy-E, I got bitches galore You may have a lot of bitches but I got much more Wit my super duper group coming out to shoot Eazy-E, muthafukas cold knocking the boots 'Cause I'm a hip-hop thugster, I used to be a mugster If you heard Compton, you think I own a drugstore Getting stupid because I know how And if a sucker talks shit, I give him a (POW) 8 ball sipping, the bitches are flipping Slow down, I hit a dipping, continue my tripping Hitting my switches, collect from my bitches The money that I make so I can add to my riches Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats
(Chorus) Because I'm a gansta having fun Never leave the pad without packing a gun Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it
I was knocking muthafukas out What's your name boy Funky, fresh Eazy-E Kick, kick that shit Where you from fool, Compton, yea
Rolling through the hood, cold tearing shit up Stick my head out the window and I say what's up To the niggaz on the corner cold bumping the box But you know that's an alibi for slanging the rocks A dice game started so I said what the fuk So I put my shit in park and had to try my luck Hard to roll wit my bitch jocking 24-7 Rolled them muthafukas, ate 'em up, hit 11 Got another point, I made a ten a fo' Was taking niggaz money and was itching for mo' Laughing in their faces and said you're all making me rich Then one punk got jealous, cold slap my bitch He pulled out his gat, I knew he wouldn't last So I said to myself, homeboy, you better think fast He shot (gunshots), I shot (gunshots) As you can see, I cold broke his ass (ha ha)
Chorus
(Wait a minute, wait a minute, who does it) Muthafuking Eazy duz it But how does he do it Eazy duz it do it eazy That's what I'm doing STOP Man whatcha gonna do now
Now I'm a break it down just to tell a little story Straight out the box from the gangsta category About a sucker, a sucker muthafuka He's addicted, he's a smoker but in Compton called a clucker he used to have a house car and golden rings But the cooky cooky crack took all those things he must of been starving 'cause he broke in my house Caught the nigga on the street and straight took his ass out Now I wanted for a murder that I had to commit Yea I went to jail but that wasn't shit Got to the station about a quarter of nine Call my bitch to get me out 'cause I was down for mine The bitch was a trip cold hung up the phone Now my only phone call was in the ganking zone All the things I did for her like keeping her rich I swear when I get out, I'm gonna kill the bitch Well by now you should know it was just my luck The baliff of the station was a neighborhood cluck I looked him straight in the eye and said what's up And said let's make a deal, you know I'll do you up Now back on the streets and my records are clean I creeped on my bitch wit my uzi machine Went to the house and kicked down the do' Unloaded like hell, cold smoked the ho
Chorus
From around the way, born in '73 Harcore B-boy named Eazy-E It's '88 now, '73's obselete A nigga wit a serious ass attitude and 100% street And if you all wanna hear some more In one way or the other, I'm a bad brother Word to the muthafuka
source : Eazy-E.com | |
| | | Killeurtry Moderateur
Nombre de messages : 299 Age : 35 Localisation : 64 décrasse Date d'inscription : 20/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 12:35 | |
| Allez,Eazy-E rulezzzzz:
Eazy-E : Neighborhood sniper:
[Eazy-E] First up high on a roof top like a bird I'm havin' evil thoughts a black hood covers my face and death flows through my mind at it's own pace sometimes I feel like a super hero urgin' to free my kind I'm so accurate I shoot ya heart with a dime now I'm back to the moral of my tale I see a victim, and then my thoughts fail my minds still fumblin' with the present slavery I'm here to save you but who's to save me I hold my strap so long that my palms all wet I put finger on the fit and then the side a check I make the kill here's the deal after the trigger's pulled then the death is sealed so it's the shots that sing out like a piper everyones scared I'm the neighborhood sniper
[Chorus]
[Eazy-E] So my boy is a snitch I put my gun up to his head and simply scared the bitch boo being the E ya know I'm thinkin' devious thoughts take off ya clothes nigga and here comes a plot his bitch was scared she made a move I pulled the trigger now the rumors rare now there's nothing left but a snitch here's a four leaf clover punk make a wish one [*Shot*] two [*Shot*] three strikes your out this nigga is dead and now I'm lookin' for a window I made my escape the cops chase duckin' to an alley so they don't recognize my face the boy had to pay the piper so they all stayin' fair of a neighborhood sniper
[Chorus]
[Eazy-E] I'm Doin' dirt as I continue my mission killin' all fools as an addiction as a E lovin' the game leavin a shame and in my heart I feel no muthafuckin' pain because my heart is cold as I was told and my A.K.47 I stand bold rippin' up shit with the fury of my gun shot pop pop pow as I watch the muthafucka drop lovin' the site as the blood spill take a photograph, to keep in my hard as I was sayin' calm and never hyper as I succeed in my mission I be a neighborhood sniper
[Chorus] | |
| | | Eazy gangster amateur
Nombre de messages : 90 Localisation : quelque part dans l'univers Date d'inscription : 22/10/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 18:15 | |
| Eazy - E only if you want it [Chorus] Only if you want it Yes I really want it (x4)
[Eazy-E] Can I get an eye open up Eazy locin' up smokin' up much dust like a nut what give it up for the real stuff shut the what up back the shut up what hustler from the hood hoe hopin' and mud rub the finishin' touches would sure went rubbers comin' in bunches could serve like lunches hold ya horses here's where the source is not very tall but never took a short kid with a clip to claw wouldn't draw Mcgraw I trick a law before all and all I'm raw a naughty shorty, sporty with a forty a laddy takin' tours, just to plan an orgy a nasty critter, any hoe hitter hated my babysitter cause she wouldn't let me hit her now get up on it, on and on get on it and I will pump it, only if you want it.
[Chorus] Only if you want it Yes I really want it (x4)
[Eazy-E] Here's something from the ding dong cause I really care how long ya been strong grown here comes the switch dome chrome couldn't hang with the king out the rudder but I call for a yes y'all toots my style is just as fresh as a dusch bush I face ya fact throw a heck just like woody wooder and if I left that means I should of booger here's a new track, for all the jacks I'm kickin' it the hardest so gimmie my shoes back so I live when I step it's the pimp and I rep so make a right and get left quick so try to play strong and long gone the flow is kinda funky but far from Armstrong get up on it, on and on get on it and I will pump it, only if you want it.
[Chorus] Only if you want it Yes I really want it (x4)
[Treach] ooooooh a new jack! a new jack!
[Eazy-E] Kid I swear I saw a puddy cat back back smack, here comes a witty black endin' in a skull high I'm bout to show why Eazy's fillin' caps cause my gat's in the low ride bang when the gat sneaks, two in the back seat my homie rides shotgun waitin' to spot one duh is a fool who don't ride to slide to a ride I'm shudder shakin' the place when I start hey so don't butter, Eazy-E but a park hey the only thing to flow these now to be fly is a feather I see the smilin' faces of while they sick ya know me better, hard Rodney kid gettin' Cali kid, now ya know it boy left up in the alley dead now get up on it, on and on get on it and I will pump it, only if you want it.
[Chorus] Only if you want it Yes I really want it (x4)
source: eazy-e.com ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
Eazy-E - any last wordz
This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take two tha chest with tha cripness cuz I aint fuckn around G,so take a look at a real at a real live nigga that craaazy and get ready to die loc,any last wordz before your ass gets smoked,it aint a joke cuz my pockets is broke my friend thats why I gotta do u in. Give up your endz and your gold and your Nik's and anything else I might like and then Im off in the wind again to catch tha next sucka slippn taken two to tha chin. Im on a role two niggaz in one night didnt even have to fight,just pulled out my 9 to end anothers life. Thats real life so forget tha silly shit you heard,Now Nigga tell me do you have any last wordz.
"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction. So I take my 9 put it on my ???? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt. And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"
"Word'em up"several times
Another murder I comitted made front page a nigga dead from a drive by did with a 12 gauge. The first stage of insanity people say it aint wise to get faded off the ST.Ides. A mother cries,another son lies in a casket,life was fun while it lasted. Tha silly bastard had to get caught,tripn and set tripn,you should of seen that niggaz blood dripping.To many lives took to many hearts broke,but you dont hear me so you see my fuckn gun smoke. Some ask why do I take so many lives from the innocent little ones. But where I come from we take shit real,you peel caps so you gotta get your cap peeled. Grab your steel forget about what you heard,its Do or Die Nigga,any last wordz?
"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction. So I take my 9 put it on my ???? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt. And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"
"Word'em up"repeated several times
I got tha 9 and Im fixing to str8 creep,feel I need to take another life so I peep. Checking the scene,but staying low so Im not seen case I gotta get away gotta make tha shit clean G. So Im looking for a victim.Gotta be right,took my time and I picked him,Scoped shit then I licked'em now Im back in the news,no clues,but yet another murder. You should of heard the nigga squill when I stuck his ass,I had to grin cuz its funny nigga fuck his ass. He aint tha last and surely aint tha first G,but his monkey ass rolled away in a hurst G. So Im feeling some what relieved,just another day in tha life of tha E-Z. A real G so forget tha silly shit you heard,its do or die Eazy-E gets that last word.
"Cuz its the end of tha world and still niggaz aint got no satisfaction. So I take my 9 put it on my ???? for some cop now Im blastn,cuz Im known as a G and Im coming from tha Cpt. And you should know bitch ass niggaz running back cant fuck with Eazy"
"Word'em up"several times
source : eazy-e.com
-------------------------------------------------------------------------- N.W.A - straight outta compton
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
Verse One: Ice Cube
Straight outta Compton, crazy motherf**ker named Ice Cube From the gang called Niggaz With Attitudes When I'm called off, I got a sawed off Squeeze the trigger, and bodies are hauled off You too, boy, if ya f**k with me The police are gonna hafta come and get me Off yo ass, that's how I'm goin out For the punk motherf**kers that's showin out Niggaz start to mumble, they wanna rumble Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo Goin off on a motherf**ker like that with a gat that's pointed at yo ass So give it up smooth Ain't no tellin when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep yo dancin with a crime record like Charles Manson AK-47 is the tool Don't make me act the motherf**kin fool Me you can go toe to toe, no maybe I'm knockin niggaz out tha box, daily yo weekly, monthly and yearly until them dumb motherf**kers see clearly that I'm down with the capital C-P-T Boy you can't f**k with me So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck Coz Ice Cube is crazy as f**k As I leave, believe I'm stompin but when I come back, boy, I'm comin straight outta Compton
Chorus:
[City of Compton, City of Compton]
[Eazy E] Yo Ren [MC Ren] Whassup? [Eazy E] Tell em where you from!
Verse Two: MC Ren
Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger I'm a bad motherf**ker and you know this But the pussy ass niggaz don't show this But I don't give a f**k, I'ma make my snaps If not from the records, from jackin the crops Just like burglary, the definition is 'jackin' And when illegally armed it's called 'packin' Shoot a motherf**ker in a minute I find a good piece o' pussy, I go up in it So if you're at a show in the front row I'm a call you a b***h or dirty-ass ho You'll probably get mad like a b***h is supposed to But that shows me, slut, you're composed to a crazy muthaf**ker from tha street Attitude legit cause I'm tearin up s**t MC Ren controls the automatic For any dumb muthaf**ker that starts static Not the right hand cause I'm the hand itself every time I pull a AK off the shelf The security is maximum and that's a law R-E-N spells Ren but I'm raw See, coz I'm the motherf**kin villain The definition is clear, you're the witness of a killin that's takin place without a clue And once you're on the scope, your ass is through Look, you might take it as a trip but a nigga like Ren is on a gangsta tip Straight outta Compton...
Chorus:
[City of Compton, City of Compton]
[Dr. Dre] Eazy is his name and the boy is comin...
Verse Three: Eazy-E
...straight outta Compton is a brotha that'll smother yo' mother and make ya sister think I love her Dangerous motherf**ker raises hell And if I ever get caught I make bail See, I don't give a f**k, that's the problem I see a motherf**kin cop I don't dodge him But I'm smart, lay low, creep a while And when I see a punk pass, I smile To me it's kinda funny, the attitude showin a nigga drivin but don't know where the f**k he's going, just rollin lookin for the one they call Eazy But here's a flash, they never seize me Ruthless! Never seen like a shadow in the dark except when I unload, see I'll get over the hesitation and hear the scream of the one who got the last penetration Give a little gust of wind and I'm jettin But leave a memory no one'll be forgettin So what about the b***h who got shot? f**k her! You think I give a damn about a b***h? I ain't a sucker! This is the autobiography of the E, and if you ever f**k with me You'll get taken by a stupid dope brotha who will smother word to the motherf**ker, straight outta Compton
Chorus:
[City of Compton, City of Compton]
[Damn that s**t was dope!]
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| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 19:24 | |
| [edit Ron : je t'ai réctifiée le clip]une assez connue ! Kanye West Stronger (Work it, make it, do it, Makes us harder, better, faster, STRONGER!) [played throughout] (Work it harder make it better, do it faster makes us stronger, more than ever, hour after hour work is never over ) [played throughout] Th-th-that that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now Cause I can't get much wronger Man I been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need ya right now I need ya right now Let's get lost tonight You could be my black Kate Moss tonight Play secretary, I'm the boss tonight. And you don't give a f**k what they all say, right? Awesome, the Christian in Christian Dior Damn they don't make 'em like this anymore I ask, cause I'm not sure Do anybody make real shit anymore? Bow in the presence of greatness Cause right now thou has forsaken us You should be honored by my lateness That I would even show up to this fake shit So go ahead go nuts, go ape shit Especially in my pastelle, all my bape shit Act like you can't tell who made this New gospel homey take six, and take this, haters N-n-now th-that that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now Cause I can't get much wronger Man I been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need ya right now I need (Me likey) ya right now I don't know if you got a man or not If you made plans or not If God put me in your plans or not I'm trippin', this drink got me sayin' alot But I know that God put you in front of me So how the hell could you front on me There's a thousand yous And only one of me I'm trippin', I'm caught up in the moment right? 'Cause it's Louis Vuitton Don night So we goin' do everything that Kan like Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike Well I'd do anything for a blonde dyke And she'll do anything for the limelight [Stronger lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]And we'll do anything when the time's right Uh, baby you're makin' it (Harder, better, faster, stronger)oh Th-that that don't kill me(oh) Can only make me stronger(oh) I need you to hurry up now(oh) Cause I can't wait much longer(oh) I know I got to be right now(oh) Cause I can't get much wronger(oh) Man I been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need ya right now I need ya right now You know how long I've been on ya? Since prince was on Apollonia Since OJ had Isotoners Don't act like I never told ya Don't act like I never told ya Don't act like I never told ya Don't act like I never told ya Don't act like I never told ya Uh, baby you're makin' it (Harder, better, faster, stronger) N-n-now th-that that don't kill me Can only make me stronger I need you to hurry up now Cause I can't wait much longer I know I got to be right now Cause I can't get much wronger Man I been waitin' all night now That's how long I've been on ya I need ya right now I need ya right now You know how long I've been on ya? Since prince was on Apollonia Since OJ had Isotoners Don't act like I never told ya You know how long I've been on ya? Since prince was on Apollonia Since OJ had Isotoners Don't act like I never told ya told ya,told ya never told ya told ya,told ya never told ya told ya,told ya never told ya told ya,told ya never told ya told ya,told ya never told ya Never over Never over Never over Never over Never over Never over Never over et le clip http://www.radioblogclub.fr/search/0/stronger
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| | | L.Ron8Z FONDATEUR / ADMIN
Nombre de messages : 370 Date d'inscription : 16/09/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 19:24 | |
| yessss un pote de stronger en voilà un qui a du goût | |
| | | the gangsta Graphiste
Nombre de messages : 132 Age : 29 Localisation : demande a mon voisin Date d'inscription : 06/11/2007
| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 19:27 | |
| toit aussie t'aime du stronger ^^ je poste la musique dans deux sec | |
| | | L.Ron8Z FONDATEUR / ADMIN
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| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 19:28 | |
| on dirai que le lien n'ai pas valide malgré que j'ai essayé de le réctifier | |
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| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 19:29 | |
| j'ai essayer aussie radio blog >< imossible
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| Sujet: Re: [Musique]*Lyrics* Ven 23 Nov - 22:12 | |
| Ouais mais bon,sa vaut pas l'original made in Daft Punk! | |
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