- Flo-Rida (Ft Will I Am)- In The Ayer
- Lil Wayne- Go Dj
- The Game (Ft Lil Wayne)- My Life
- Akon- Sorry, Blame It On Me
- Akon (Ft Eminem) - Smack That
- Akon- Lonely
- 50 Cent- Disco Inferno
- Rick Ross (Ft T-Pain)- The Boss
- Rick Ross- Push It
- Rick Ross (Ft R Kelly)- Speedin
- Tony Yayo (Ft Joe)- Curious Pimpin
- Tony Yayo (Ft 50 Cent)- So Seductive
- P Diddy- Bad Boy's 4 Life
- P Diddy (Ft Faith Evans)- Ill Be Missing You
- P Diddy (Ft Nicole Scherzinger)- Come To Me
- DMX- Ain't No Sunshine
- DMX- How's It Going Down
- DMX- Get It On The Floor
- DMX- We In Here
- DMX- What's My Name
Descrição do Vídeo: Chorus: Will.I.Am ][X2] Oh hot damn , this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer [Verse 1 : Flo Rida ] Hey this is my jam Yall don't understand I'll make you understand What's pumpin in my CD player ( player ) Party all night like yayer ( yayer ) Shawty got a hand in the ayer ( ayer ) Make me want to take it dayer Then I go , here I go , here is my song DJ bring it back come in my zone I get paid for them couple bonez the next wop until the early morn i need that crunk when im up in tha club even my when my chevy pull up on them dubs give me that drop yellow waist like a drug lil mama hot and she might show me love o hot damn celebrate to tha A.M i love it so much it got me sayin [chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie ][X2] Oh hot damn , this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer [Verse 2 : Flo Rida ] Hey Heyy i might just start the wave like im at a ball game do my thang hands up high i got money in tha bank im so fly 747 pain rock it no stop it how i got my name baby keep poppin you might get tha fame walk tha red carpet wont see you the same i get tha stuntin forget my name start with me ride with me represent tha city vibe with me make me throw it up ma timid in tha club go ahead throw it up gotta wonder how much to show enough to stare(stare) im hood so its really unfair (unfair) shorty go ahead and get bare(bare) we aint gonna treat our city like the mayor(mayor) [chorus: Will.I.Am/Fergie ][X2] Oh hot damn , this is my jam Keep me partying till the A.M Yall don't understand , make me throw my hands In the ayer , ay , ayer , ayer , ay , ayer (Will.I.Am) Alright now stop oooo put your hands in the ayer its a stick (a stick up stick up) its a stick up just to tha ceilin man Data: October 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Florida flo rida william will am the black eyes peas in ayer niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Yea, yea, yea Grown ups in between, children and babies Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie Fre Fresh Err Fresh Fre Fresh Err Fresh Fre Fresh Err Fresh Fre Fresh Err Fresh Go DJ, thats my DJ Go DJ, thats my DJ Go DJ, thats my DJ Go DJ, yea Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard [Lil Wayne talking] Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh So what I want yall out there to do for me is say this [Hook] Say go DJ, cuz thats my DJ Say go DJ, cuz thats my DJ Say go DJ, cuz thats my DJ Say go DJ, cuz thats my cuz thats my [Lil Wayne] Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the tummy, bustin a tommy Or come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit Pow, one to the head now you know he dead Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game Naw better yet a veteran a hall of fame I got that medicine, Im better than all the names Ay its Cash Money Records man a lawless gang Put some water on the track, Fresh for all his frame Wear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brain Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insane That aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boy And you already know that pimpin 18 how Im livin youngn show that Bentley Stunna my Pa so you know thats in me Gotti my mentor so dont go there wit me [Hook] [Repeat X2] [Lil Wayne] And I move like the Coupe thru traffic Rush hour GT Bent roof is absent Ya bitch present wit the music blastin And she keep askin how it shoot if its plastic I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she said back and cut the Carter back up, oh fa sho Ay Big Mike they betta step thangs its already up Before they step to a sergeants son, I got army guns You niggas never harmin young, fly wizzy my opponents done, Im done talking And I aint just begun, I been runnin my city like Diddy ya chump I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch Paraphony tips, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit Well here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go [Lil Wayne talking] Hold on let me hit the blunt So go, so go This is the, this is the, this is the This is the, this is the, this is the This is the Carter [Hook X1] [Lil Wayne] Birdman put them niggas in a trash can Leave em outside of your door Im your trash man Im steady lightin another hash and ridin in my jag You will need a gas mask man You snakes, stop hidin in the grass Sooner or later Ill cut it knock the blades in yo ass You homo niggas getting Aids in the ass While the homie here tryna get paid in advance Im stayin on my grizzy Ima bonafide hustler Play me or play wit me then Im goin find your mother Niggas wanna eat cuz they aint ate nothin But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard So Ima walk into the restaurant alone, leavin out Leavin behind just residue and bones In your residents with Rugers to your dome Like where the fuck you holdin the coke, holdin your throat, choke This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this This is the Carter [Hook X1] Go DJ, DJ, DJ Data: September 21, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Lil Wayne Go Dj Prison Baby NiggaMusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: [Intro: The Game + (Guy)] *(breathing)* *dog barking* *gun shot* Punk ass mothafucka What chu goin do kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga? Tupac! Biggie! Shut the fuck up! Fucking dogs barking and shit (Dont shoot) (Dont shoot) Fuck You Nigga! [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin till I'm tired Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die So I'm grindin My eyes wide Nothin to find Away through the day Alive for the night Dear Lord you've took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' Why you haven't takin' my life my life Like what the hell am I doin' right My life my life my life my life [Verse 1: The Game] Take me away From the hood Like a state peninetery Take me away From the hood in the casket of Bentley Take me away Like I overdose the cocaine Take me away Like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine Suicide, I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die" From a block close to where Biggy was crucified That was Brooklyn's Jesus shot for no f**kin' reason And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces 'Cause that's Jesus people and Game needs the equal Hated on so much, "Passion of Christ" need a sequel Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed a Sigel Like I needed my father, But he needed needle I need some meditation, So I can leave my people They askin' "Why"? Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles? And why every hood nigga feed off evil? Answer my question for this bullet Leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin till I'm tired Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die So I'm grindin My eyes wide Nothin to find Away through the day Alive for the night Dear Lord you've took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' Why you haven't takin' my life my life Like what the hell am I doin' right My life my life my life my life [Verse 2: The Game] We are not the same, I am a Martian So approach my Phantom doors with caution You see them 24's spinnin' I earned them And I ain't no preacher But heres my Aries sermes So eat this black music And tell me how it taste now And f**k Jesse Jackson Cuz it ain't about race now Sometimes I think about my life With my face down Then I see my sons And put on that Kanye smile Damn, I know his mama's proud And since you helped me sell my dream, We can share my mama now And like MJB, no more drama now Livin' the good life, Me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggaz could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life used to be empty Like a glock without a round Now my life full, Like a chopper with a thousand rounds [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin till I'm tired Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die So I'm grindin My eyes wide Nothin to find Away through the day Alive for the night Dear Lord you've took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' Why you haven't takin' my life my life Like what the hell am I doin' right My life my life my life my life [Verse 3: The Game] Walk through the gates of Hell, See my Impala parked in front The hot beams on, Me and Devil share chronic blunts Listenin' to the "Chronic" album, Playin Backwards Shootin at Pictures of Don Omius for target practice My mind f**ked up, So I cover it with a Raider hood I'm from the city That made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge Made my grandmother pray for good And never made her happy, When I bet that new Mercedes could Ain't no bars, But niggaz can't escape the hood They took so many of my niggaz That I should hate the hood But it's real niggaz like me that made the hood Ridin' slow with that Phantom just the way I should With the top back in my Sox hat I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back [Chorus: Lil Wayne] And I'm grindin till I'm tired Cuz they say you ain't grindin till you die So I'm grindin My eyes wide Nothin to find Away through the day Alive for the night Dear Lord you've took so many of my people I'm just wonderin' Why you haven't takin' my life my life Like what the hell am I doin' right My life my life my life my life My life my life my life my life My life my life my life my life My life my life my life my life My life my life my life my life Data: September 21, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : The Game Lil Wayne Bloodz My Life NiggaMusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: As life goes on I'm starting to learn more and more about responsibility And I realize that everything I do is affecting the people around me So I want to take this time out to apologize for things that I've done things that haven't occurred yet and things that they don't want to take responsibility for I'm sorry for the times that I left you home I was on the road and you were alone I'm sorry for the times that I had to go I'm sorry for the fact that I did not know That you were sitting home just wishing we Could go back to when it was just you and me I'm sorry for the times I would neglect I'm sorry for the times I disrespect I'm sorry for the wrong things that I've done I'm sorry I'm not always there for my sons I'm sorry for the fact that I'm not aware That you can't sleep at night when I am not there Because I'm in the streets like everyday I'm sorry for the things that I did not say Like how you are the best thing in my world And how I'm so proud to call you my girl I understand that there's some problems And I'm not too blind to know All the pain you kept inside you Even though you might not show If I can't apologize for being wrong Then it's just a shame on me I'll be the reason for your pain And you can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me I'm sorry for the things that he put you through And all the times you didn't know what to do I'm sorry that you had to go and sell those bags Just trying to stay busy until you heard from dad When you would rather be home with all your kids As one big family with love and bliss And even though pops treated us like kings He got a second wife and you didn't agree He got up and left you there all alone I'm sorry that you had to do it on your own I'm sorry that I went and added to your grief I'm sorry that your son was once a thief I'm sorry that I grew up way to fast I wish I would of listened and not be so bad I'm sorry that your life turned out this way I'm sorry that the feds came and took me away I understand that there's some problems And I'm not too blind to know All the pain you kept inside you Even though you might not show If I can't apologize for being wrong Then it's just a shame on me Ill be the reason for your pain And you can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me Said you can put the blame on me You can put the blame on me I'm sorry that it took so long to see But they were dead wrong trying to put it on me I'm sorry that it took so long to speak But I was on tour with Gwen Stefani I'm sorry for the hand that she was dealt And for the embarrassment that she felt She's just a little young girl trying to have fun But daddy should of never let her out that young I'm sorry for Club Zen getting shut down I hope they manage better next time around How was I to know she was underage In a 21 and older club they say Why doesn't anybody want to take blame Verizon backed out disgracing my name I'm just a singer trying to entertain Because I love my fans I'll take that blame Even though the blame's on you Even though the blame's on you Even though the blame's on you I'll take that blame from you And you can put that blame on me And you can put that blame on me You can put that blame on me You can put that blame on me And you can put that blame on me And you can put that blame on me Data: September 21, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Akon Sorry Blame It On Me NiggaMusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: [feat. Eminem] 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. Data: September 21, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Akon Eminem Smack That NiggaMusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: 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 wont 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 left 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 come home, 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 Data: September 21, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Akon Lonely music song NiggaMusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: 1,2,3,4... [Chorus x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it go ahead put yo back into it Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it Shake.. sh..sh..shake that ass girl. [Verse 1] Go Go Go Go Fifty in the house, bounce, y'all already know what I'm about. The flow sounds sick over Dre' drums nigga, I ain't stupid I see Doc and my dough come quicker. Whoa! Shorty' hips so hypnotic, she moves is so erotic, but watch I'ma watch her bounce that ass girl. I get it crunk in here, I make it jump in here, front in here, we'll thump in here. Oooohh. I'm so gutter, so ghetto, so hood. So gully, so grimey, what's good? Outside, the Benz on dubs I'm in the club with the snub, don't start nothin', it won't be nothin'. Uuuhhh. 1,2,3,4 [Chorus x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it go ahead put yo back into it Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it Shake.. sh..sh.. shake that ass girl. [Verse 2] Let's party, everybody stand up. Everybody put ya hands up. Let's party, everybody bounce wit me. Some champagne and burn a lil' greenery. This hot. Disco Inferno, let's go. You are now rockin wit a pro. I get told to flip dough to get more, fa sho'. Get my drink on, then get on the dance flo'(floor). Look homie I don't dance all i do is this. It's the same 2 step wit a lil' twist. Listen pimpin' I ain't new to this, I'm true to this. Pay attention boy, I teach how to do this shit. So you mix a lil' Cris with a lil' Dom Perignon. And a lil' Hennessy, you know we finna carry on. Hollerin' at these snakes in da club tryin' to get right, we gonna be up in this bitch 'til we break daylight. [Chorus x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it go ahead put yo back into it Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it Shake.. sh..sh..shake that ass girl. [Verse 3] You see me shinin' and lit up with diamonds cause I stay grindin'. uh-huh. Homie you can catch me swoopin Bentley coupin', switchin lanes. u see me rollin, you know I'm holdin, I'm about my paper, yeah. Nigga I'm serious, I ain't playin', I'll embed it in ya brain, I'm off the chain. G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot. Front on me, oh no, you know I'm loco. Hands up on the dance floor, ok let's go! [Chorus x2] Lil' mama show me how you move it go ahead put yo back into it Do ya thang like there aint nothin to it Shake.. sh..sh..shake that ass girl. Data: September 21, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : 50 cent unit gunit disco inferno niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: [Chorus:] Run how you want, boss Chill how you want, boss Floss how you want, boss Do whatcha like Go rock your chain, boss Pour that champagne, boss Keep getting paid, boss Do Whatcha like Ross, la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like Ross,la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like [Verse 1:] As I'm poppin' my collar, black on black antique impala She ain't gotta speak cuz my speakers let her know that I'm ballin They call me the boss, I be calling the shots It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin alot That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rim's Not the flats but the fish cuz they just swim New York to the west, you a boss if you fresh Scuff your shoes, wipe em down Now get back on your two step Stunting is boss Shining is boss Grand daddy kush, or the purt, yellow diamonds is boss That dime a boss, She fine as a house And she driving a porche, She designed for a boss [Chorus:] Run how you want, boss Chill how you want, boss Floss how you want, boss Do whatcha like Go rock your chain, boss Pour that champagne, boss Keep getting paid, boss Do Whatcha like Ross, la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like Ross,la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like [Verse 2:] I'm ridin' big, I'm hoping lanes My chevy thang, Got this chickens all insane Look at my stones tap dancing on the bezzle Bad baby at the rollie, lap dancing and wanna kiss me Oh no, cuz of my chain Cuz of my bling like a peacock standing on my ring Cuz I'm a boss, I'm a spend it I'm a floss, I'm a winner You the loss, all these niggas Sprinkle soft cuz im the pepper and the salt Whatcha feel, whatcha like Whatcha want, what's your type I done seen it, done it twice, bought it up the same night Cuz I'm a boss, its Ricky Ross If u buy, if u spend it, fuck the cost You's a boss, You a boss [Chorus:] Run how you want, boss Chill how you want, boss Floss how you want, boss Do whatcha like Go rock your chain, boss Pour that champagne, boss Keep getting paid, boss Do Whatcha like Ross, la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like Ross,la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like [Verse 3:] Before the block got whipped And they Pistol got ripped Before u got any chips You got permission from the boss On a mission for the charts, out-smart my competition Composition so sharp, so dark ,so vivid 26's on the old school Pro tools session Got the old school ho's Acting brand new sweating Brand new tennis chain, fancy pockets on my jeans Headed for the walk dude, fore' they win him on the stage Two a day, super pay Stupid brain from a model Triple c a hundred deep And everybody got a bottle Got a bottle full of purp Full of work, no leachin' Blew 50 last weekend, if you looking for a reason I'm the boss [Chorus:] Run how you want, boss Chill how you want, boss Floss how you want, boss Do whatcha like Go rock your chain, boss Pour that champagne, boss Keep getting paid, boss Do Whatcha like Ross, la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like Ross,la la, la la, la la Do Whatcha like Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Rick Ross Pain the boss hip hop niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Ross (push it to the limit) Port of miami (uhhh) Importing the candy (uhhh) Aint got nothign to lose (nah) I'm just supporting my family (push it to the limit) Never traffic for fun (fun) Only traffic for funds (funds) All i seen is the sruggle (struggle) Its like im trapped in this slum (push it to the limit) Niggas were badly paid No water we barely bathed Better be better days on the way Thats on my daddy grave (push it to the limit) Im pushing the hard (hard) Im pushing the soft (south) If he pushin the white (lie) He pushin for ross (ross) I waited and waited (waited) I dun ran outta patience (patience) They hated and hated Left em slow dancing with satin (push it to the limit) Fresh in my white tee Mac eleven sware to god I bought my first block Broke it down and tore the block apart (push it to the limit) [CHORUS:] I push and i push (push) I ride and i ride (ride) Tryna survive on 95 (push it to the limit) Put it all on the line (line) At the drop of a dime (dime) I be pushin them whips (whips) Yes, three at a time (push it to the limit) Im pushin it (push) Im pushin it (push) Im pushin it (push) I gotta (push it to the limit) Im pushin it (push) Im pushin it (push) Im pushin it (push) I gotta (push it to the limit) I handle dope like a vandle off the banana boat Bananas and the rifles No cameras im just a man alone (push it to the limit) I paid dues my moves done made news Im smooth my suede shoes They new like ray-cial's (push it to the limit) Nobody used to speak (speak) Now everybody wave (wave) You dunk your mamma house (house) You set your sister straight (straight) (push it to the limit) Im building a dream (dream) With elevators in it Tell who made the linen No gators got on my hater vision (push it to the limit) I see ya, i see ya suckas (suckas) I see ya clear (clear) I know you see me in that phantom Whiter then vaneers (push it to the limit) Allergic to broke (broke) Determined to blow (blow) On the boat we hit the work n detergent and soap (uhhh) (push it to the limit) We ship em from haiti They be whipping em daily Let it dry let it dry time to whip a mercedes (push it to the limit) Im changin my range (ross) Here to rain you parade (parade) You gotta push it to the limit If you wanna be paid [CHORUS] We started minute The money matured My money secured I got moneys in europe (push it to the limit) My bundles be pure Cost like a hundred a pour The world is yours Hundred million and more (push it to the limit) Now i run the streets (ross) They all mine (ross) Twleve years over due Call it due time (push it to the limit) I told you never roll on the soul of a soldier (uhhh) You never know that dishwasher may be a beholder (push it to the limit) Who ever thought that fat girl would grow into Opra (uhhh) Or that boy Rick Ross will be moldin the culture (push it to the limit) I push and i push (push) We breakin the mold (mold) We push and we push (push) We breaking the hold [CHORUS] Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Rick Ross push it to the limit hip hop niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Legendary, Runners, you know me, o ooooh, o ooooh, Trilla, o ooooh, o ooooh Every dollar that I count can't grow in my account, my account can't count up all my money in an hour, cause it's comin too fast and I'm scared it won't last, look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance, God damn, speed got my heart racin, see I don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation ceasar salad, ceasars palace, you not a boss little nigga cause your cheese is average, in the benz AK ridin shotgun, it's a benz cause your broke til you got one, it ain't nothing do 100 in the maybach, throwin money out the roof mother fuck brake pads. Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin, I'm speedin, I can't stop it's all I know, from a youngin I was taught get doe, I'm speedin, speedin, I'm speedin. See people came lookin for me, shit I got ghosts see the west coast close and up in the montrose Big money boss major American idol, I got fans like Fantasia Read between the lines or yo ass like Fantasia Get hit between the eyes he died they can't save him I'm a mosh I'm weavin no no but I'm speedin Staring at the skyline I got a million on my mind I'm the best and these pussy niggas running out of time ricky ross I'm the chill quarter mill for the time piece ya I a bought a wheels like deals for the dime beats Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin, I'm speedin, I can't stop it's all I know, from a youngin I was taught get doe, I'm speedin, speedin, I'm speedin. Sittin in the living room watching the grammys wishing that was me that was on the grammys All I needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me I was a d turmin I'll thirty shoe's of hillfiger Homey help me out cause this boy was a drug dealer Now im flyin high cause my gift grew wings and now I'm flying down like the coup crew wings Kells and Ross on the hollywood scene red carpet and it's smellin like green Now foss cause i got paid off, collabo was to hip hop and R&B boss Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin, I'm speedin, I can't stop it's all I know, from a youngin I was taught get doe, I'm speedin, speedin, I'm speedin. *E-Class* I think somebody followin me, meat me at the helipad *mickey beach* You worth fifteen million baby don't try to blow it all in one week *fuck wit me* Triple C's, *it's the* Boss. (I'm speedin I'm speedin) I'm a fly away on you haters I came up so fast movies, endorsements, films... we own things... Boss. Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Rick Ross kelly speedin hip hop niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Yayo: Im sayin Ma, whats your name? Girl: My name is Kay Yayo: Where u from? Kay: I'm from Brooklyn Yayo: I'm sayin so why you with that bird over there?.. now i dont wanna sound like a hater Kay: Because he can work the middle Yayo: Ah alrite but i can too Kay: Let's find out (hahaha) Joe: Now i'm curious, (yeahh) i wonder if i can make you mine baby i'm curious, so curious wonder if we can spend some time shorty, i'm curious, (oohh ohhh) girl i wanna know what's on your mind lady, i'm curious, so curious i wonder if i can make you mine Ya-yo.. Yayo: Ma, i'm curious to know if i lick that spot will it make your body shiver and your panties drop your baby father's a lame, he a dead-beat dad so you and your kids can come cruise in my jag you my boo like usher and alicia keys (Joe: My Booo) and everytime that you touch me girl you please my needs we like George and Weezy, Jada and Will let's shop till we drop out in Beverly Hills [Bridge:Tony Yayo] I'm curious to know if you want me girl if so ma, let's fly to country girl i'm not selling you a dream girl i give you the world you want them furs and them minks and them diamond pearls Joe: I'm so curious, (oohhh ohhhh) i wonder if i can make you mine (yeahh) baby i'm curious, i like to know wonder if we can spend some time shorty i'm curious, i'm so curious girl i wanna know what's on your mind baby i'm curious, yeah i wanna know if i can make you mine Ya-yo.. Yayo: I saw her in the projects, going to the store i never had a crush like this before her baby daddy is a killa, he hold weight in adika but everytime he home, he beaten her and smackin' her ma you don't need your face black and blue you need diamonds from Jacob that's black and blue water front property, you see the sun rising back to the subject, let me stop fantasising listen boo, nobody in the world is perfect so when you around my team there's no need to be nervous i hit it from the back, pull out your tracks it's curiousity girl, choose the cat Joe: (Girl do you hear me..) Ma i'm curious, i'm curious wonder if i can make you mine baby i'm curious, said i'm curious wonder if we can spend some time shorty i'm curious, oohh ohhh ohhh girl i wanna know what's on your mind baby i'm curious, i'm soo curious i wonder if i can make you mine Ma i'm curious, i'm so curious wonder if i can make you mine baby i'm curious, said i'm curious i wonder if we can spend some time shorty i'm curious, oohh i wanna know girl i wanna know what's on your mind baby i'm curious, ohhh i wonder if i can make you mine Wanna make you mine baby See i gotta make you mine baby Wanna make you mine baby Gotta make you mine baby Ohh Ohhhhh, so curious curious, ohhh ohhhh (fades..) [Tony Yayo] Chorus I don't love I'm sharing em, I ain't lovin em or ain't girlfriend em, Cuz bab9A5 y I'm pimpin You love hoe's You chasin em, You be lacin em Well I'm replacing em Cuz baby I'm pimpin [Tony Yayo] Verse 1 I lay my pimp game down when it comes to these bitches They do what I say and obey all my wishes Wash all my clothes and clean dirty dishes I turn a sweet bitch to a switchblade sister While you shop on Melrose buying hoes shoes I'm in Mickie D's buying number 2's Now get yah ass on the track and get that dough for me I'm the number 1 pimp so she chosen me and my hoes where ballers and rollers be They collect them G's and give em to me I'm pimpin no perms just gators pimpin I'll show ya how to stunt on them waiters pimpin flossin in that new cadillac pimpin chinchill with the fur hats pimpin I'll show ya how to school a hoe When you chasin them bitches I'm chasin the dough YEAH [Tony Yayo] Chours I don't love I'm sharing em, I ain't lovin em or ain't girlfriend em, Cuz baby I'm pimpin You love hoe's You chasin em, You be lacin em Well I'm replacing em Cuz baby I'm pimpin [Tony Yayo] Verse 2 Freakin I ain't speakin Girl I ain't your hubby Ma back that thing up girl time is money If you ain't freakin I ain't speakin Girl I ain't no dummy Or we can play the Marriott boo pop some bubby I said if 50 G ain't gettin none I ain't speakin girl I ain't speakin Girl I ain't speakin I said if Banks cant get none I ain't speakin girl I ain't speakin Girl I ain't speakin Yeah Lisa and Kim, live straight outta Cashville I met em wit Buck in his masion in Nashville My bitch from the D used to live on Marshalls block Put a foot to her A@# like Marshall lugs I gotta a stable of hoes in a CPT Ask my n**** Snoop and the D.R.E. Girl fix ya lipstick ya hairs a mess And I know your feet hurt in them damn Payless [Tony Yayo] Chours I don't love I'm sharing em, I ain't lovin em or ain't girlfriend em, Cuz baby I'm pimpin You love hoe's You chasin em, You be lacin em Well I'm replacing em Cuz baby I'm pimpin Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Tony Yayo joegunit unit curious pimpin niggamsuik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Aww n**** do you know what this is One shot one kill whats the deal G-UNIT! (here we go now!) Aww n**** do you know who you with It's tony yayo up in this bitch Got them German lugers with them hollow tips See shot lugers with an extra clip [50 CENT:] 50 cent back on that gangsta shit On my way OD to flip them bricks In that big body benz you know its oh 6 Got your bitch on my dick i stack them chips And a flash as a fuck my jewels so sick From a block away you can see them kid Dont front mothafucka you know my style I dont go nowhere without my 40 cal on the low shorty gotta thing for the kid And you know im finna take ha back to the crib Here we go imma show her how a playa live At the door i tell her to take her clothes off...shit [HOOK:] [50 CENT] Shorty so seductive dancin on me Its the way that she move that makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again YAYO - shorty so seductive dancin on me The way that she move makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again [TONY YAYO:] I put the g in g-unit baby i got game Head to go good to go and i dont know your name Is it the wheels on the hot car meals on the shock bar Or you just wanna quickie with a rap star Ladies tell the truth you know im cute But what really turns you on is the rims on my coupe Before you jump in my whip and you get dropped off You goin to the telly and you gettin popped off I cant stop thinkin of the things you do When your freakin me and im freakin you I said the ice on my neck make the shortys stare Baby let me fly you in my leer Stop slow down baby if you hear this in the club shake and go down baby Its past my curfew but parole don't know Tear up the club dont call my p.o. [HOOK:] [50 CENT] Shorty so seductive dancin on me Its the way that she move that makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again YAYO - shorty so seductive dancin on me The way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again [TONY YAYO:] ma waves be spinnin - ma charm be amazin women You know them black and them white and the asian women Lets cut the small talk you know why i approached you I can't stand when a dime act anti-social Gucci LipGloss - Louis Vuitton ,and the boots from batego vanetto cost a arm Yayos a don my car european You got mirrors in your pants cause i can see me in um Listen i piss out cris inhale haze Im in da marriot gettin laid all day Tattoos and piercings and rings in your tongue Shorty things like that`ll make my black ass cum I need groupie love the coupe on dubs Im in this club with a tre pound star Dont blame it on david im all iced out Cause 50 got me rich so the bar all priced out [HOOK:] [50 CENT] Shorty so seductive dancin on me Its the way that she move that makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again YAYO - shorty so seductive dancin on me The way that she move is makin me horny If i wake up next to her in the morning Im a turn over and tell her lets do it again Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : Tony Yayo 50 cent gunit unit so seductive niggamsuik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: [P. Diddy] Aiyyo, you ready? Let's do it [music starts] Mmm, yeah, uhh.. Yeah, uhh.. c'mon I'm the definition of, half man, half drugs Ask the clubs, Bad Boy - that's whassup After bucks, crush cruise after us No gaze, we ain't laughin much Nothin but big thangs, check the hitlist How we twist shit, what change but the name? We still here, you rockin wit the best Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks (ahh!) Who's the boss? Dudes is lost Don't think cause I'm iced out, I'ma cool off Who else but me? (who else?) And if you don't feel me that mean you can't touch me, it's ugly, trust me Get it right dawg, we ain't ever left We just, moved in silence and rep to the death (yeah) It's official, I survived what I been through Y'all got drama, "The Saga Continues..." [Chorus] We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for life We ain't, go-in nowhere, we ain't, goin nowhere We can't be stopped now, cause it's Bad Boy for life [Black Rob] Aiyyo strait from the Harlem streets I don't play, I push it down wit the Harlem Heat (uh-huh) All a sudden niggaz got a problem wit me (Black, what happened?) They run around actin like the black don't care eat And you know what? (what?) For some strange reason (uhh) I want this medication full of deranged eatin For y'all to put the word out (c'mon, c'mon) we ain't leavin We tryin to be rich before we do stop breathin Then fall (what?) we kinda hustle lanes Stay layin down on muscle games (c'mon) Still turn niggaz dreams to flames (yeah) You got the wire, if not I ain't sayin no more names You soon expire; (heh) no pain (nuh-uh) I feel remorse, the shit causes me and Diddy up first Racin Porsches wit the beat swing vaul exhausters [screeching] (yeah) On the cover of ya five (hehe) XXL's or (yeah) Source's (c'mon) bitch [Chorus] [Mark Curry] Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah It ain't shit changed, since the Notorious (We miss you B.I.G.) See everything still glorious (yeah) We still got Oreos, still be the victorious (that's right) See it's a lot of them, but it's more of us Still got cash to blow, raps that flow Still them cats that know, pack ya flow That's fo' sho', bottles that pop Joints that rock, play the background Hand 'em a jock, hold 'em a glock (hahaha) Money to get (yeah), cars to flip (uhh) Bars to sit at and sip Cogniac wit Jews that drink (c'mon) Hoes to see (uhh), make sure they knowin it's me (they know ya shit) Drop that beat, can't believe that I MC (haha) Bad Boy 'til the casket drop (Bad Boy) Gotta love it, place nuttin above it (nuttin) It's on like that (c'mon), don't believe, we ain't goin like that For always gonna be here (yeah), be there (uhh) Every (what?) motherfuckers here! [Chorus - 2X] [P. Diddy over Chorus] Bad Boy.. we ain't goin nowhere Uh-huh.. uh-huh.. what? We ain't goin nowhere.. we gon' stay right here For ever, and ever, and ever, and ever.. c'mon We ain't goin nowhere.. we gon' stay right here We ain't goin nowhere.. we gon' stay right here Yeah, uh-huh.. uh-huh, uh-huh Cause it's Bad Boy for life! Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : P.Diddy bad boy records life for niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Yeah, this right here goes out to everyone that has lost someone or that truly loved.... Check it out.... Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show I laced the track, you locked the flow So far from hangin' on the block for dough Notorius they got to know that Life ain't always what it seem to be Words can't express what you mean to me! Even though you're gone we still a team Thru your family I'll fulfill your dreams In the future can't wait to see if you'll Open up the gates for me Reminisce sometime the night they took my friend Try to black it out, but it plays again When it's real feelings hard to conceal Can't imagine all the pain I feel Give anything to hear half your breath I know you still livin' your life after death CHORUS: Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Everytime I pray I'll be missing you Thinking of the day When you went away What a life to take What a bond to break I'll be missing you (We miss you, Big....) It's kinda hard wit you not around Know you in Heaven smilin' down Watching us while we pray for you Everyday we pray for you Till the day we meet again In my heart is where I keep you friend Memories give me the strength I need to proceed Strength I need to believe My thoughts, Big, I just can't define Wish I could turn back the hands of time Us and the six shop for new clothes and kicks You and me takin' flics Makin' hits, stages they receive you on Still can't believe you're gone Give anything to hear half your breath I know you still livin' your life after death CHORUS Somebody tell me why... One black morning When this life is over I know, I'll see your face Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Chorus Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Chorus Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day (We miss you) Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : P.Diddy bad boy records Faith Evans ill be missing you niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: It's bad boy bitch Do it to it P- It feels good to be back, I missed ya Relax ya mind, let your conscience be free and I'm rolling with the sounds of BBE (Do it to it) you know what time it is report to the dance floor N- It's bad boy bitch P- Talk to 'em See you at the corner of my eye, Leanin on the wall, lookin' fly (I) I (Want) want (You) you (To) to (Come) come (Be) be with me you're the only one I wanna, talk to but I don't wanna rush, I am here and will u make your move I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby Im standin', been waitin', I'm yearnin' im burnin' Come to know me Wanna come, come get to know me Come to show me (Repeat) Show me you wanna know me You know what it is Im back in the buildin' You know who it is security strapped, still stackin a million Its double the stallion, somethin' Italian Or maybe Puerto Rican, you can catch me in Paris Im in it to win it, I'm willin to carry The game, if you think im not Look at you carriage Pop up clean about in a Phantom The people go screamin like an opera anthem I did it before I'd do it again I got it to blow, got it to spin Lies before, cool as the wind Got hits go back like juice 'n' jin, yeah Shine the best and diamond necklace My extravagant taste, the style perplexes They know im the shit, they wanna get next That's why she had a fit cuz she wanted to get next to his I'm here, when will you make your move I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby Im standin', been waitin', I'm yearnin' im burnin' Come to know me Wanna come, come get to know me Come to show me (Repeat) Show me you wanna know me Anywhere I care They all stop and stare Admire your body language speak loud and clear like N- I WANT YOU TO COME BE WITH ME She be waitin', anticipatin' for oh so long Fantasising wild thoughts of me comin on like N- I'M HERE WHEN WILL YOU MAKE YOUR MOVE she diggin my style, my swag, my suede, my swirve My way with words, the Boys absurd for sure You cant fall till my aura call I make miracles like I walk on water What cha want mama order Its on my tab Im so bad with the cash I dropped the whole bag where you at girl I'm here, when will you make your move I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby Im standin', been waitin', I'm yearnin' im burnin' get to know me, come get to know me Come show me (Repeat) I'm here right now Cant wait no more no You are the one who stole my heart Cant you see the way to fall back.. (?) I need you to come closer This feeling is getting stormy Really got me hot I see you, I am me, I want cha, why don't cha come to me, I can be, what you need oh baby Im standin', been waitin', I'm yearnin' im burnin' Come to know me Wanna come, come get to know me Come to show me (Repeat) Show me you wanna know me P- Do it to it N- Why don't cha come to me I can be, what you need oh baby I'm here, you here, let's make it right man Do it to it Do it I like the way this one feels Relax ya mind, let your conscience be free now I'm rolling with the sounds of BBE Do it Y'all know what it is It's bad boy bïtch Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : P.Diddy bad boy records Nicole Scherzinger come to me niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: It's dark and hell is hot Ain't no sunshine when it's on Only darkness every day Ain't no sunshine when it's on Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone Every time cuz we don't play "Who turned out the lights?" Is what niggaz be sayin' Now you don't wanna fight But ya niggaz be playin' Thinkin' its alright keep playin with that road And you gonna know the night When you layin in that cold Dirt gettin' tossed in your grave Now it's all over Preacher said "You was brave" But now it's all over You just one of the many, plenty I done gave it to (*boom*) Ain't no savin 'you No matter how many tears your moms' cried Ain't gon bring your ass back Plus in hell, you gon fry Why? But now the only 2 releative questions Is "Do we bury him or burn? Any suggestions?" Either way, you up out of here for good Now when niggaz mention you name They knockin' on wood Did I, get my, point across? Another body on the shotte Another joint I toss (Chorus) Ain't no sunshine when it's on Only darkness every day Ain't no sunshine when it's on Cuz when its on, ya niggaz gonna be gone Every time cuz we don't play (Repeat 4x) There ain't no sunshine When the Dark Man comes out And I want mine So I plan to keep my gun out We got four 9's So niggaz run in and run out But I bust mine Cuz I'd like to hear some shots +Get At Me Dog+ niggaz know how its goin dizzy When it comes to that flow, I gets busy Who is he? Dark Man of the unknown (GRRR ARF) One dog, one bone Now who ain't goin home? Looks like you You hear strike 1, talkin' shit, strike 2 Won't be a strike 3, cuz I don't play fair I'ma look you in your eye While he hit you from the rear Be like "Yeah, holdin' you up cuz you fallin'" The Lord ain't comin' till niggaz stop callin' You was ballin' a minute ago In it for dough Till it was "Yo, I swear to God, I didnt know" (Chorus) And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know Whatchu think you gon get Fuck around with my dough Just so it ain't no mistakes, this is my show One (one) two (two) three (three) here I go Your shit is quick and your shit is sleek But this shit is thick and when you hear this shit Damn right I can finish shit If you caught that verse without a rewind you can see mine But you be blind, i'll do it 360, come up from behind Tap you on the shoulder, have you turnin' around Hit you with somethin' that i'll have you burin' the ground Be like "Damn ain't nothin' left of money, but a pile of ash" Life is good, so please enjoy it, while it lasts Cuz you know ain't got much longer to go The quicker you go depends the stronger the flow When niggaz know I don't give a FUCK, right or wrong There ain't no sunshine when it's on (Chorus) Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : DMX ruff ryders ain't no sunshine |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: Phone rings Guy: Whose dick you sucking? Girl: Don't call me with that bullshit, alright Guy: You lying, you lying to me, Di Girl: Yeah exactly Guy: Whose dick you sucking? C'mon Di, I just heard some shit about you, some foul shit. The fuck is the deal? Girl: Suck my fucking dick you bitchass nigga! I don't Guy: No you explain it to me bitch. You know what I'm talking about. Girl: I don't know nobody up here! I don't fuck with nobody up here and I ain't been fucking with nobody up here! I don't know nobody in fucking Yonkers! Guy: Lying ass bitch. You ain't shit. Do I got to hollar his name too? Girl: Who the fuck is he!? Guy: Bitch you fuckin up! hangs up Chorus: "All I want is you, all I want" (Background) What type of games is being played, how's it going down? If it's on till it's gone, then I gots to know now Is you wit me or what, they gon try to give me a nutt Just honeys wanna give me the butt, wha.. I'm politicking with this trick and wondering if I'ma creep her Little hoodrat bitch from 25th named Tenika Coming through, like I do, you know Getting my bark on Knew she was a thug because when I met her she had a scarf on 5411, size 7 in girls Babyface, would look like she was 11 with curls Girlfriend, remember me, (what?), from way back, I'm the same cat With the wave cap- the motherfucker that tnt used to blaze at Still here so it's all good Oh you know my niggas Rich and them doing they thing on 35th Ave It's a small hood, and it's all wood, so let me get that number Hook it up, aight Hit you on da track later on, say wassup Talking to shorty made me wanna do something nice Looking at that ass made me wanna do something tonight And I know right when I see right, shorty looking like she tight She bite, better give a nigga the green light, we might.. Chorus - 2x I'm getting at shorty like what you need, what you want Offer nothing, cuz I got you, must you front? I see you with your baby father but it don't matter You gave me the pussy, that ass is getting fatter Let that nigga play daddy, make moves with me I'da kept it more than real boo, can't lose with me Heard he smacked you 'cuz you said my name while y'all was sexin' Ran up on this cat, thought was me, and started flexin' You know I ain't even with that So he gon' have to get that just on tv Try to creep me, what? Leave that nigga sleepy On the strength of you, that's your kid's daddy I ain't gon' send him on his way, put him up in that big caddy But let him know Never mind yo, I need you to go Take this snow up to 150, see Joe Get that, come back with that We can split that, sit back Fuck, puff a L, forget that You wit dat? Chorus - 2x Aiyyo this chicken got me digging her moves, 'cuz she smooth Wanna lose, whoever she choose, it's the dues Respect is not expected but it's given 'cuz it's real Being neglected and all, expect it, the deal Lie, cheat, and steal for me Putting something in a nigga's wig if you squeal for me Kill for me, you still with me 'Cuz we get down like what Told you from the start, it ain't all about a nutt I'm gon' be fair, try to be there We gon' see then, hit me with the question boo That answer gon' be yeah See there, something can go wrong, it does Love'd it, Let it go but it came back, that's how strong it was But you belonged to Cuz, couldn't belong to me You had two kids by this nigga, it was wrong for me But we gon' always be, best of friends haha Mad love, Boo, to the end haha Chorus to Fade Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : DMX ruff ryders how's it going down niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: [DMX] Let's get it on!! [Swizz Beatz] We don't give a what what!! We don't give a what what!! (shiet) [Chorus - Swizz Beatz & (DMX)] Get it on the floor Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!) Get it on the floor Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!) You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (WHAT?!) You don't wanna party then your ass gotta go (C'MON!) Now you can ride to this motherfucker (uh) Bounce to this motherfucker (uh) Freak to this motherfucker (let's get it on) Get it on the floor (WHAT?!) Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!) Get it on the floor (WHAT?!) Get it get it on the floor (that's right) [Verse - DMX] Once again it's the darker nigga Hit or spark a nigga, break apart a nigga But the dog is bigger, under stress So unless you're wanting to bless to the chest These slugs from his liver rest REST! Or the pump'll put a hurt on a nigga DUMB SEX, motherfucker feeding dirt on a nigga My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way You don't know? fuck it find out the hard A nigga's job is never done I handle my business how it come And there's never been a one on one Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them I'm like salt, lock it up Hate to fall but never wreck his car And it's my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down Niggaz like you need to get bust you fucking clown I extort to support my peeps And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps NIGGA! [Chorus] [Verse - DMX] I'm at the crossroads, look but I'm not really sure which way to go Should I play that low for what I did the other day They on their way to float, got me striking this random I can't stand em, fake ass niggaz want to be the Phantom Looking over my shoulder, cause it's colder than it was And start shorty, because I'm a little older than cuz And the buzz from the saw, wit the chain to your brain Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a fucking stain That pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute But I'm gon die by it cause I'm like knee deep in it And you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit Cause I done been to hell and back I ain't wit selling crack I'd rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B. And blow the whole roof off the toll booth bitch ass nigga! [Chorus] [Verse - DMX] When I crawl, leave a nigga sprawled out after I spoke em I'll slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke em Up north niggaz get the pick stuck up in em And in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in em My M.O. is man-slaughter kid Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did Slid, cause I got to slide when the dirt is done A homicide but they want me on the Murder 1 But as long as I got my gun, I'm aight Stay outta sight while it's light, and then come out at night To make moves again, stomp and bruise again I know I'm going to hell cause I choose to sin All my motherfucking life I been the Devil's advocate Now niggaz never even knew the devil had a kid But he does and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw You'll know what I'll split your motherfucking brains for [Chorus - repeat 2x] [Outro - Swizz Beatz] Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing Don't start nothing, it won't be nothing You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin You wanna start something, it's gon be somethin Yo yo CMON! Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : DMX ruff ryders get it on the floor niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: [DMX] Uh, uh, uh, uh [Chorus] Bring it! What? We right here We're not goin anywhere We right here This is ours and we don't share We right here Bring your crew cuz we don't care We right here Uh, uh, uh [Verse 1] One mo' time, I gots to hit the streets off, make the streets talk Let 'em know it ain't a sweet walk This gon' be The only joint made this year that'll knock 'til 2003 And y'all gon' see That the hottest nigga out there, was, is, and will be me Just like that I can go away for a minute, do some other shit, but bounce right back And when it's on I'm comin strapped, with some shit that'll spit from dusk 'til dawn And when you gone Ain't no comin back in the morning, like that shit was a dream Nigga you gone That's for real Creep niggas like a seal, totin steel, stick a nigga make him squeal Oh my God Those can't be the last words of ya man, damn ya man was so hard Come on! [Chorus] [Verse 2] Here we go again How many million did my last one sell? Fuck it, I'm goin for ten This never gon' stop; and every fuckin time I hit you it's goin straight to the top of the charts The champion I'm a thoroughbred, my blood is strong, and I scratch 'til you done Cross the line And ain't no more scratches after that, straight up, niggas is dyin Yo, what the fuck Is you cats doin runnin around like this, like you won't get stuck Yo, that's my word I stay givin it to niggas, and I stay not really being heard But, y'all gone see That the same things thou done to them, will be done to thee And then you'll know That sometimes though you come thru the front, you leavin out the backdo' Come on! [Chorus] [Verse 3] Bring the noise And you better come with niggas you don't give a fuck about, Cuz you gone lose your boys Cuz we don't play And the silencer will silence any cocksucker with somethin to say Dog for life Whether I'm on or off the leash I bite, streets are my life Click click boom {*gunshot*} Another life taken too soon, another mother had a funeral Still waters run deep And the pain is forever alive inside, makes it hard to sleep But I keep goin, goin Shit I'm always careful when I walk, I'm always seein, knowin The dog gone live Stay walkin the wire, over the fire, when I can I give The dog is good And how it's stayin dog gone fuck with the hood The dog fuck with the wood [Chorus] 2x [DMX] We right here Uh, uh, uh Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : DMX ruff ryders We in here niggamusik |  |
Descrição do Vídeo: This is the fuckin shit I be talkin about Half rappin' ass mothafuckers You think it's a game? You think it's a fuckin GAME? Come on, uh, uh, uh Come on, uh, uh... What'cha really want What'cha really want, what D-M-X, uh, uh... Come on, Ryde or die Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo What's my name? DMX and I be the best You see the rest they lookin like they need a rest One more time, I'mma spit at you some shit That's gon get at you be fuckin with your mind, stop talkin shit Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth And really don't know who you fuckin with Here we go again How many times do I have to tell you rap niggas? I have no friends you still actin up Runnin around here like some brand new pussy that's about to get fucked The game don't stop, I'm still gettin down for whatever Whenever that's why my shit is hot, can't keep it real Now, some of us do but most of us don't that's just how a nigga feel I shed blood, for my people that'll keep you lookin see-through Whenever you try to creep through [CHORUS] x2 D-M-X If you want it we got it Come and get it nigga we wit it All you gotta do is set it baby Ryde or die What'cha niggas want, uh, uh What'cha niggas want You still playin games You gon think it's a joke until they no longer remember your name That's how we do 'em Make cowards disappear into thin air by puttin shit through em Never comin' back Last time you saw that nigga is the last time you'll see that nigga (alright) No more deaths Cuz in a minute you gonna have grandma bein the only family member left Bust my gun If I gots to kill a nigga but I'm always down for the one on one Dog for life We gon get to the bottom of this shit if it takes all night Stop drop Open up shop (what?) Fake up-north niggas screamin' for the cops Ryde or die What that mean is that a tell a nigga bye-bye and pop him in his right eye [CHORUS] x2 Look at all these off brand niggas Runnin' around yappin' about they be holdin figgas as big as Jigga's That's that bullshit Hope they know that around me talkin' about what you got will get you hit I'm not a nice person I mean I'd smack the shit out you twice dog and that's before I start cursin' I stay flippin' One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on a nigga, rippin' That's my style I'm a cruddy nigga leave you all bloody nigga service with a smile Suck my dick And while you niggas that's been to jail before know it's about to get thick Let's get it on baby I'm gonna be goin' against 4 niggas in one and you think you crazy? I've lost my mind And I'm about to make you lose yours too from far away one time [CHORUS] x4 D-M-X! [CHORUS] Data: September 1, 2008 Vídeos Relacionados: : DMX ruff ryders What's my name niggamusik |  |