"I can't wait to fall in love with you!"

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# Posté le lundi 21 janvier 2008 18:36

No One!!!!!!!!!!!!

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# Posté le vendredi 07 décembre 2007 19:52

Ecoute et prend ton pied!!!

Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh)
And when I hit the block I still, will kill!
And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill!
If niggas get to fuckin' around

50 Cent
Yeah!
Respect come from admiration or fear
You can admire me or you can catch one in your wig
You see the Testarossa, the toasters right on my lap
So If a nigga get outta line, a nigga get clapped
I got an arsenal of infiltry, Im built for this mentally
Thats why Im the general, I do what they pretend to do
Front on me now nigga I will be the end of you
Forget ya enemies and think of what your friends'll do
I drop a bag off, then let a mag off
The Hecklar Koch should tear have of your ass off
Im not for the games, Im not for all the playin'
The hollow tips rain, when I unless the pain
Get the message from my lines or get the message from the .9's
Paint a picture with words, you can see when I shine
Put my back on the wall nigga, watch me go for mine
I let 21 shots off at the same time, yeah!

Akon: Chorus
Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh)
And when I hit the block I still, will kill!
And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill!
If niggas get to fuckin' around
If niggas get to fuckin' around...

50 Cent
Yeah!
Where Im from death is always in the air homie
Nanna love me so you know she say my prayers for me
I got creepin' through the hood wearin' teflon
Hit the corners mother fuckers get left on
Niggas know If not they better check my background
Try and stick me, Ill fill your back with mac rounds
Ask Preme nigga 50 dont back down
I kick it funky like fiends in a crack house
Cross the line boy Ima air ya ass out
Screw your face at me, I wanna know what thats 'bout
Nigga I know you aint mad, I done came up
And If you are, fuck you 'cause I aint changed up
The O.G's wanna talk but I dont know these niggas
And I aint did no business with 'em, I dont owe these niggas
A minute of my time, get it 'cause I grind
All across the globe like the worlds mine Yeah!

Akon: Chorus
Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh)
And when I hit the block I still, will kill!
And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill!
If niggas get to fuckin' around
If niggas get to fuckin' around...

Akon
Konvict!
Now tell me have you ever looked up in the distance
And seen a mac aimin' at your head mayne
Before you know it, life is flashin', reminiscin and your body is drippin' and full of lead
mayne
I done been there (Uh huh), I done cocked that (Uh huh), It aint ever been a question Im bout
that
Dont go there, you'll get cocked at, and if you plan to fuck around and rewrite that
You'll never catch me ridin' around on these streets, with all the couple metal pieces under
my feet
Fully automatic weapons and know it was done deeds
Smash up under the carpet like a Tennessy breeze, but 50 dont make me ride on these niggas
(Hey)
Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas, 50 dont make me ride on these niggas
Cause I been long gone like the ripper, soooo..

Akon: Chorus
Dont even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
Aint nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh)
And when I hit the block I still, will kill!
And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill!
If niggas get to fuckin' around
If niggas get to fuckin' around...
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# Posté le jeudi 06 décembre 2007 21:03

N'angelooooooooooooooo

N'angelooooooooooooooo
le 20 octobre 2007, ah ce jour là... gravé dans nos mémoires!!

# Posté le dimanche 02 décembre 2007 09:09

Modifié le samedi 11 octobre 2008 19:13

$$ Straight to the Bank $$

"Yeah!!! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and phillies
W
hen I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishes
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this
No
w throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit


I'm
in my Labo maggot, my fo' fo' faggot
Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget
Se
e the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My teflon arm brought my government issues
I'll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues
Y
our wife on the futon huggin that skitzo
Hom
ey you a bitch you got feminine ways
Hea
rd you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I
got fo' fifths and bananas on the case
An
d got more whips than a runaway slave
Me
and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I made fifty mill, Em got paid
When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid
Whe
n I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid
I ain'
t even gotta rap now life is made
Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne


I'm laugh
in straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
ha)
I'm
laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
ha)

I'm laughin
straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
ha)
I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
ha)
I
'm laughin


I see noth
in but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold
Got it of
f the street movin bundles and loads
Seventy
Three Caprice old school when I roll
Breeze pa
ss with the EZ Pass fuck the toll
No more platinum I'm wearin gold
I'
m internationally known as the kid with the flow
T
hat brings enough dough it's never enough dough
Shit
I need mo' I need shit out the sto'
Ba
by ble was cold fresh out the flo'
Stashbox by the dashbox incase they want war
Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law
I
'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure
I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy
I set the club on fire I told ya
I'm
the general salute me soldier


I'm
laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
h
a)
I'm l
aughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
h
a)
I'm l
aughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
ha)
I'm
laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha
ha)
I'
m laughin


Now
work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out
I wanna see you, break it down
Now ba
ck it up now, you know what I'm about
It
's like a bank job I'm rentin them out
N
ow work it out now, work it out, work it out
Now work it out now, work it out, work it out"
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# Posté le dimanche 02 décembre 2007 08:58

Modifié le dimanche 02 décembre 2007 09:08