Hip Hop

[rascal_gd]

 

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[kalypso]

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[rascal_gd]

Fugees Καλυψουδι!!!

Ενα αγαπημενο κομματι απ'τον πρωτο και μοναδικο σολο δισκο της Laurryn Hill, βασικο μελος των Fugges, που μου φτιαχνει τη διαθεση καθε φορα που το ακουω.

Aπ'τα πιο ομορφα και γλυκα hip-hop κομματια που εχω ακουσει και με τη ποιοτητα των στιχων να ειναι δεδομενη..Laurryn Hill's rulez

 

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[kalypso]

ράσκαλ αυτό το τραγούδι που έβαλες είναι απίστευτο

δε θυμάμαι να το έχω ακούσει ποτέ! πολύ καλή επιλογή!!

 

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[rascal_gd]

Ειπαμε mainstream αλλα οχι και ετσι.. Σε λιγο θα ποσταρεις και μιχαλαρα αναμεσα σε Common και Fiasco!!

Eγω τα χω πει αυτα;;




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy6Qbu029Zc&feature=related

 

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[kalypso]

Eve...

 

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[rascal_gd]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZ9uCiPBIWc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uh1tsN1KmJA&feature=fvst

 

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Jean Grae

Aπιστευτη παραγωγη απο 9th Wonder. Αν τα φωνητικα ηταν πιο χαμηλα θα ηταν πιο δεμενο το κομματι..

 

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[rascal_gd]

Αυτη ειναι η απιστευτη παραγωγη του Kanye West που πανω της παταει το ραπ του Jay-z και τα φωνητικα της Rihanna.. Η καλυτερη hip-hοp παραγωγη του μαζι με το "can't tell me nothing"..


Run this town bitch.. (σορρυ, παρασυρθηκα..)

 

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[rascal_gd]

Σε παραγωγη των blue sky black death.. Η μουσικη τους ειναι μαχαιρια στην καρδια.. Ενα hip-hop "διαμαντακι".. Το βιντεο ειναι ολα τα λεφτα..

 

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[love_angel]

 

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[Jason93]

Όλα τα τραγούδια του είναι πολύ καλά!

 

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[Achilles]

'


But they dont know, once they get close its tic tac toe,
3 motherf@ckers laid on the floor (Watch out),
Yea this happened yesterday, on the West they Spray,
I Heard an Ese Say...
He said..


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKvjOjj-xsM

 

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Spaaaaaaaazoolaaaaaa!!!!!!

 

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[Method Man]
You and I, 'til the day we die.. (day we die..)

Yo, yo
Ex-girlfriend, how you been? I see you still
trying to fuck with other women men, remember when
I first met you in my cousin's house, a week later
we was fucking on your momma couch, now it's been said
that big girls they don't cry, but they damn sure lie
Look you in the eye, saying you they only
You and I, til the day we die, said you'd never
leave me lonely, fly tenderoni but you phony
Should've listened when my momma told me, soon as I
turn my back you try to fuck my homies, that was then
this is now I got a new friend, ever since
I cut them loose ends you wanna bone me
Add strife to my life, pussy that'll make me think twice
about leaving the wife even, picture that
You ain't want me when you had me, now you on
your third baby daddy, and you hate to see a nigga happy
So you trying mad ways to trap me, lookin at my girl nasty
Trying to throw the pussy at me

"Now look at this bitch over here trying to act like me"
"Uh-huh, fuck that bitch, she must like leftover"

[D'Angelo]
I'm still in love with babe [8X]

[Method Man]
Yo yo
It's always you and your crusty ass crew, be acting new
Let me find out that you fucking with Boo, and y'all gon' feel it
Waiting for the day that you front, and catch a lump
from my black butterfly, that don't pack a lullaby
Sleep on her, she said you bitches tried to creep on her
in the mall and didn't know she had the reach on her
Pearl-handled twenty-two, my Boo
She go ahead and walk her dogs, and represent Wu
to the fullest, you and hon can shoot the fair one
I'll bring the bullets, know what I'm saying? Stop playing
You and them dyke looking bitches
Acting like y'all jumping something, go 'head with that bullshit

[D'Angelo]
I'm still in love with babe [8X]

[Method Man]
Got tired of the games, the lies, the feeble alibis
Now you fucking with the next guy, a Thug Nigga
Derelict be acting bugged nigga, show this nigga
mad love but get no love nigga?? Stupid ass
Plus I heard that he be beating on you, I seen him
at the club cheating on you, with you best friend, got you stressing
And used up, pull your shoes up, all you need's affection
but you're headed in the wrong direction
Trying to make this nigga jealous, with other fellas
All up in my face acting overzealous
Like you want somethin from Meth, I hope it ain't love girl
Cause I ain't got none left for you, plus you miserable
Misery Love Company, shit I'm living comfortably, don't need no
nigga hunting me down for fucking round, with his kitty
Talk to him, before my brother put a spark through him
Won't be pretty, the situation got my whole attitude shitty
And got you acting high saditty with your slut committee
You know I know; so go find another sucker yo, I been there
and been done that befo', and don't need it no mo'
That's, my, word! So go to your own with that there, word up
and tell that bighead nigga you run with that you was insane

[D'Angelo]
I'm still in love with babe [8X]


I'm still in love with babe..

Ωραιοι στιχοι..

 

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[Achilles]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4HjsZqOaQ0




I ain't got no motherf@ckin friends
That's why I f@cked yo' bitch, you fat motherfu@cker
(take money) WEESSSSSSTTTTIIIIIDE!!
Bad Boy killers
(take money) You know the realest is niggaz
(take money) We bring it to you
(take money)

Verse One: Tupac
First off, f@ck your bitch and the click you claim
WESTSIDE when we ride come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I f@cked your wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggas f@ck for life
Plus Puffy tryna see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches
We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels
steady gunnin, keep on bustin at them fools, you know the rules
Little Caeser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
cut your young ass up, see you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't f@ck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha streetz, so f@ck peace
I let them niggas know it's on for life
Don't let the West side ride the night (haha)
Bad Boys murdered on wax, and killed
F@ck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know, see...

Chorus:
Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit em' up...

Interlude: Tupac
Check this out, you muthaf@ckas know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
ya'll niggaz ain't even on my level
I'ma let my lil homies ride on you
bitch made-ass bad boy bitches, deal with it!!

Verse Two: Fatal
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Biggie Smallz just got dropped
Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back
Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin traps
little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Poiseless gats attack when I'm servin ya
spank the shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam ya ass in the pang
Puffy weaker than a f@ckin block i'm running through nigga
and, I'll smoking junior mafia in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tuckin my Gats under my Eddie Bauer
ya clout, petty sour I push packages every hour
I hit em up

Chorus
Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit em' up...


Verse Three: Tupac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin
killed with ya mouths open
tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping
smokin dope it's like a shermine
Niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burn muthaf@cka, you deserve to die
Talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me
all you niggaz livin bummy why you f@ckin with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug Livin outta prison, pistols in the air,(hahaha)
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house,(ha)
Now its all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled
Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug you love to hate
Motherf@cker, I hit em up

Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz., where plenty murders occurz
No point to come, we bringin drama to all you heardz
Local check the scenario, Little Caes'
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas to 'De Janeiro'
Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the f@ck
is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
And you popstars popped get dropped and mopped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked

Verse Five: Edi
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell it to ya face u aint nuttin shit but a f@ker
Softer than Aliz-A with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
Totin smoke, we aint no muthaf@ckin joke
Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across
Soon as the funk was bobbin off
Nigga I hit em up

Outro: Tupac ("take money" background riff")
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (haha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us
How the f@ck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna f@ck with us?
You little young ass motherf@ckers
Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
You f@ckin with me nigga you f@ck around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the f@ck up, fore you get smacked the f@ck up
Tha's how we do it on our side
Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it, bring it
But we ain't singin, we bringin drama
F@ck you and your motherf@ckin mama
We gonna kill all you motherf@ckers
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth for the motherf@cker opinion
Well this how we gonna do dis
F@ck Mobb Deep
F@ck Biggie
F@ck Bad Boy as a staff record, record label
and as a motherf@ckin crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then f@ck you too
Chino XL, f@ck you too
All you motherf@ckers, f@ck you too

(take money)
(take money)
Alla y'all motherf@ckers, fuck you die slow motherf@cker
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You motherf@ckers can't be us or see us
We the motherf@ckin Thug Life ridahs WEESSSSSSTSIIIIIDE till we die!
Out here in California Nigga we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherf@ckers
We do our job
You think you mob, nigga we the motherf@ckin mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
All you motherf@ckers feel us
Our shit's go triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz laugh coz our staff got guns in they
motherf@ckers belt, you know how it is
When we drop records they felt
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realest, F@CK EM, we Bad Boy killaz! (we killin )




lol!

lol!!

lol!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

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[rascal_gd]

2 ζουζουνιαρικα κομματια..

 

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[Phoebe]

Ένα γαμάτο τραγουδάκι που δεν το χορτάνω να το ακούω και μου ανεβάζει απίστευτα την διάθεση!!!!

 

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