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JUJEBI & NEGD PUL - DRO

Nikolozi — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 13:13:30 GMT

JUJEBI & NEGD PUL - DRO - მობრძანდით, (ჩემი ძმაკაცების ერთ - ერთი უახლესი და საუკეთესო ვეშიაა) ნახეთ სრული ვერსი უკეთესი ხარსხით და აუცილებლად დააკომენტარეთ - 100 % დაგევასებათ!!!

Collie Buddz - Come Around (B-Real Remix) - Come Around (Remix)

Nikolozi — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:46:20 GMT

Text:

feat. Aztec, B-Real, Paul Wall, Ray Cash, Shaggy
[Intro: Collie Buddz]
A Buddz weh mi seh!!!
Yuh know this a di ganja remix!
From Bermuda, to Jamaica, to Cali, to Texas, back out to Cleveland
Yuh know, Paul Wall weh yuh seh!!!

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
I'm leanin, I got my drink poured up extra thick
The mud is purple grab a couple of ice and take a sip
Po' a ounce po' a deuce baby po' a fo'
Have a taste drink it slow and you be on the flo'
The dro is twisted up but me I'm 'bout to mix it up
Drinkin that expensive taste with Skinhead Rob I'm leanin tough
I'm talkin 'bout the ocean potion call it Texas tea
Leanin like a kick stand pass it right here straight to me
My partner Keke gave me tips and put me on game
He told me splash some grape soda call it purple rain
I need that potent dungeon punch po' me a cup
Everytime I come around I'm leanin up that purple stuff

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 2: B-Real]
We break it up, roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
And pass it to the left until you tell us that you had enough
Inhale, exhale, blow the smoke out your lungs
Once you hit the kush I think you know just where I'm comin from
They call me green thumb, if you need some
I excercise my freedom and bring you the best weed son
See son, in the kingdom we got it down
We smokin up the green shit money no Bobby Brown
It's funny how we blaze it in the club, in the spliff or in the blunt
You can put it in the pipe and smoke it up all night
What you hatin for I smoke with the spirit of Bob Marley
If you think you gonna stop I'm sorry not hardly
Feelin kind of oddly, defiant, and ready to party
And gettin retarded, once this motherfuckin session started
We blown trees up sp freeze up ease up
The general population sayin please relief us

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 3: Shaggy]
Buss a shot fi di herbs man dem on yah
From then we root up di good marijuana
Di farmer, smoke fill di air like a sauna
Weed smoke a roam a give yuh di good karma
Nah choke yah, fire fi di cigarette smoker
It a joke cau di sensi a burn we float yah
Higher than di clouds we deh bout yah
Babylon waan fi straight flush it but this yah a nuh poker
Sekkle now, blast pick up di ting don't mek dem tek oonu
Cau from dem see yuh wid a spliff dem suspect oonu
Stress oonu, right haffi read before dem tek oonu
Cau yuh know di law nuh protect oonu
Food haffi mek yuh know, caan mek di shit still affect oonu
See unda di rdar nuh mek dem detect oonu
Inspect oonu, seems like babylon dem nuh respect oonu
Tek heed di warnin Selassie I bless oonu

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 4: Aztec]
Yeah! One shot for the gangstas one shot for the hustlers
Three now for La Raza gettin high like a rasta
A.K.'s with the fifty round drum
The Ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper goes ra pom pom pmo boy!
So who waan romp with me?
The wolfpack run these fuckin streets ok!
So, what you 'gon say? Who waan play?
I hit hard papi Aztec bumbaye
Jey! Now do as I do, do as I say
And we don't have problems if you do it my way
Uh! Pistol torn heaven right after the blunts light up
Let me get one more puff lord I be right up

[Bridge: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around, come around, come around, come around...

[Verse 5: Ray Cash]
Nothin less than a hundred pounds
I'm known to smoke heavy but yet and still it goes down
Connected with the pounds of the good kush and good haze
Good weed keeps me high sometime keeps me paid
Sweet sweet sensi mixed with blueberries and grapefruits
Goibble up that fruit salad, was hit at with Grey Goose
Cheapest price in the city if you need that direction
Them dope boys love me (Love me) They smoke that steady fetti
My eyes are, heavy, shoulders, lean
On that, Dro like, boing-oing-oing-oing
Talkin, slow like, nah, mean
Resources is that purple, I blow it by the circle
Look, I know the tin man, the real tin man
(Nigga you Cash?!) Now really we close friends man
And my homey Gill got his ass across the border
I've been waitin five days and today I got my order
Like finally.........

[Chorus: Collie Buddz]
Finally di herbs come around
Di hygrade weh mi look fah mi get it by di pound yeah
When Collie Buddz come around
A pure ganja man tune just a lick dem from di sound yeah
Finally di herbs come around
Di hygrade weh man a look fah mi stock it by di pound yeah
When babylon a come around
Ask dem weh dem a go search fah?

Ice-T - Killers - Killers 12"/Legends of Hip-Hop

Nikolozi — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:39:07 GMT

Text:

A man took an ad on T.V.
To enrol in the police academy
He's very talented, outstanding proof
From his clean-cut apperance to the shine on his boots
When it comes to graduation, he's number one
An expert with a rifal and also a gun
Three weeks on the beat and his weak nerves crack
And fires four warning shots into a kid's back

KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! the coldhearted killers
KILLERS! bloodthirsty killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers

A young girl marries an older man
With more money than you can understand
He smouthers her with pearls and jewellery
And they both seemed as happy as they could be
But three months later, she's sad but content
Seems he had an unexpected accident
The girl said he would be hard to forget
As the papers interviewed her while she flew his jet

KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! she was the killers
KILLERS! the coldhearted killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers

It's time for all to work together for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name

An young man loses his only job
To proud to hustle, too honest to rob
He goes to tell his family an his wife
But an argument breaks out, she grabs a knife
Tempers esculate to a total rage
Shots burst out from a loaded twelve-guage
They call it mass murder, suicide
BUT SOMEBODY TELL ME WHY THE KIDS HAD TO DIE

KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! the coldhearted killers
KILLERS! bloodthirsty killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers

Vietnam vet, home from the war
Can't get a job in a candy store
Unemployment hurts and he's living proof
So to take out his frustration, he climbs on the roof
He shows no pity as victims are shot
The only thing to stop him are the bullets from SWAT
Ten people died on a sunny day
BUT TELL ME WHO TAUGHT HIM HOW TO SHOOT THAT WAY

KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! you know the killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?

It's time for all to work together for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name

A known criminal is sentenced to death
Now the legal system controls his last breath
He tries to fight execution with petitions and pleas
And a pardon from the governor is all he needs
He cries out for mercy but nothing's spared
And on his day of termination, he's strapped in a chair
High voltage fills his body in a ...... jail
And all of the people of vengeance grail

KILLERS! the coldhearted killers
KILLERS! bloodthirsty killers
KILLERS! the mercilous killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?

Georgie-Porgie-Pudding-and-pie
Couldn't get a girl, let me tell you all why
He tried to be down like all the rest
Had girls in his hair, gold on his chest
He rolled around town in a coup deville
But he had no money, he was broke as hell
Ladies love money and he needed more
So he tried to steal something out a liquor store
But before Georgie-Porgie could get away
The man pulled out his gun and blew him away

KILLERS! the coldhearted killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?
KILLERS! the mercilous killers
KILLERS! beware of the killers

It's time for all to work together for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name

Politicians plan for power eacha nd every day
We are all just puppets in the games they play
They manipulate the message to attain their goals
And for simple re-election they will sell their souls
Nuclear supremacy is the ultimate thrill
So our tax we pay is paid for overkill
...................... up to the skies
WHILE WE ALL PRAY TO GOD THE MISSILES NEVER FLY

KILLERS! these are the killers
KILLERS! they are the killers
KILLERS! are you a killer?
KILLERS! don't be a killer

It's time for all to work together for peace
'Cause everybody's doomed if the killings don't cease
Street homicide, war, it's all the same
'Cause murder is murder by any name

Will Smith - Wild, Wild West - Wild Wild West Soundtrack

Nikolozi — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 10:33:19 GMT

Text:

Wicked wild, wicked, wicked wild, wild....
Wicked wild, wild west, Jim West, desperado, rough rider, no you don't want nada,
None of this 6 gunnin this brother running, this buffalo soldier,
Look it's like I told ya; any damsel that's in distress, be out of that dress
When she meet Jim West, roughneck so go check the law and abide,
Watch your step woth flex, and get a hold of your side,
Swallow your pride, don't let your lip react.
You don't wanna see my hand where my hip be at.
With Artemus, from the side of this, running the game,
James West, taming the west, so remember the name.

Now who you gonna call? (not the GB's).
Now who you gonna call? (J.W.A.G.).
If you ever riff with people wanna bust, break-out, before you get bum-rushed
At the (wild, wild west).
When I roll into the (wild, wild west), When I stroll into the (wild, wild west).
When I bounce into the (wild, wild west). Sisqo, Sisqo.
We're going straight to The Wild, Wild West.
The Wild, Wild West, The Wild, Wild West, The Wild, Wild West.

Front and centre, now where your lip at kid, who dat is, a mean brother,
Bad for yer health, looking damn good though,
If I could say myself. Told me loveless is a madman,
But I don't fear that he got mad weapons too,
Ain't trying to hear that, trying to bring down me, The Champion!
When y'all clowns gonna see that it can't be done!
Understand me son, I'm the slickest they is, I'm the quickest they is.
Did I say I'm the slickest they is?
So if you're barking up the wrong tree, we coming.
Don't be starting nothing. Me and my partner gonna test your chest, Loveless.
Can't stand the heat, then get out of the wild, wild west.

We're going straight to The Wild, Wild West.
The Wild, Wild West, The Wild, Wild West, The Wild, Wild West.
When I roll into the (wild, wild west), When I stroll into the (wild, wild west).
When I bounce into the (wild, wild west). Sisqo, Sisqo.

To any outlaw, trying to draw thinking you're bad,
Any draw on the west best with a pen and a pad.
Don't even think about it, six-gun weighing a ton,
Ten paces (1,2,3,4) and turn, just for fun son.
Up til sundown, rolling around, see where the bad guys are to be found.
And make em lay down, the defenders of the West,
Crushing on pretenders in the West,
Don't mess with us, cause we in the...

Chours x 2

The Wild, Wild West!

Tatu - Friend Or Foe - Dangerous and Moving

Nikolozi — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 19:46:06 GMT

Text:

Is it too late
Nothing to salvage
You look away
Clear all the damage

The meaning to
All words of love
Has disappeared

We used to love one another
Give to each other
Lie under covers so,
Are you friend or foe

Love one another
Live for each other
So, are you friend or foe
Cause I used to know

The promises
Hollow concessions
And innocent show of affection
I touch your hand
A hologram
Are you still there

We used to love one another
Give to each other
Lie under covers so,
Are you friend or foe

Love one another
Live for each other
So, are you friend or foe
Cause I used to know

Is it too late
Nothing to salvage
You look away
Clear all the damage

The meaning to
All words of love
Has disappeared

We used to love one another
Give to each other
Lie under covers so,
Are you friend or foe

Love one another
Live for each other
So, are you friend or foe
Cause I used to know

ABBA - Dance (while The Music Still Goes On) - The Music Still Goes On

Nikolozi — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 19:42:53 GMT

Text:

Oh, my love it makes me sad.
Why did things turn out so bad?
Was it just a dream, everything we did, everything we had?

Baby, give me one more
Dance while the music still goes on
Don't think about tomorrow
Dance and forget our time is gone
Tonight's a night we borrow.
Let's make it a memory, a night of our own
A thing to remember when we're all alone
So dance, it's our way to say goodbye

Yes, all we have to do is
Dance while the music still goes on
This is no time for crying
Dance, don't you hear them play our song
God knows that we've been trying
But we didn't make it 'cause nothing's the same
We just couldn't help it, nobody's to blame
So dance while the music still goes on
And let it be our last goodbye

Yet it seems to make me sad.
Why did things turn out so bad?
Was it just a dream, everything we did, everything we had?

Baby, give me one last
Dance while the music still goes on
Just like the night i met you
Dance and believe me, when you're gone
You know i won't forget you
Our love was a snowbird, it's flying away
You tell me it's over, what more can i say?
So dance while the music still goes on
It's gonna be our last goodbye

Dance while the music still goes on
Don't think about tomorrow
Dance and forget our time is gone
Tonight's a night we borrow.
Let's make it a memory, a night of our own
A thing to remember when we're all alone
So dance while the music still goes on
And let it be our last goodbye

Dance while the music still goes on
This is no time for crying
Dance, don't you hear them play our song
God knows that we've been trying
Dance while the music still goes on
Just like the night i met you
Dance and believe me, when you're gone
You know i won't forget you

The Temptations - Psychedelic Shack - Psychedelic Shack

Nikolozi — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 09:48:12 GMT

http://lyrics.mus.ge/46194/The%20Temptations-Psychedelic%20Shack-lyric.html

Pet Shop Boys - West End Girls - Disco

Nikolozi — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 09:43:51 GMT

Text:

(....forever)

Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a west end town
Call the police, there's a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a west end town

In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
West end girls

Too many shadows, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
(how much do you need?)

In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
West end girls
West end girls

(how much do you need?)

In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
Oooh west end town, a dead end world
East end boys, west end girls
West end girls

You've got a heart of glass or a heart of stone
Just you wait 'till i get you home
We've got no future, we've got no past
Here today, built to last
In every city, in every nation
From lake geneva to the finland station
(how far have you been?)

In a west end town, a dead end world
The east end boys and west end girls
A west end town, a dead end world
East end boys, west end girls
West end girls

West end girls

West end girls
(how far have you been?)

Girls
East end boys
And west end girls
And west end girls
And west end girls

East end boys
The west end girls
The west end boys
And west end girls

The west end girls
The west end boys
The west end girls

50 Cent & Tony Yayo - I Run New York - I Run New York 12

Nikolozi — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 09:11:28 GMT

Text:

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Oh!!!!!!!! Please don't play with the animal

[Chorus: 50 Cent] (Tony Yayo)
The walls have ears lil' nigga, I run New York
Even when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York
I said the walls have ears lil' nigga, I hear when you talk
Let's get this shit clear lil' nigga, I run New York
(Here we go now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I wake up, stare at the ceilin, I'm alive, what a beautiful feelin
I put my vest on, right after I put on my draws
It's a habit I'm always prepared for war
See my life's like some shit you seen in a flick
Bitches act like porn stars when they sit on the dick
When I was gettin out the game I said one more flick
Test my aim in the range I'm like one more clip
It's my brain I'm insane I be on some shit
Man I run Interscope, Jada's tryin to annoy me
He's nothin but another disgruntled employee
Been in the game ten years, and he still ain't rich
Even his momma upset that he still ain't shit
But he keep runnin his yap like I'm a take all that
One more word out his mouth I'll put Styles shit back
See the nozzle on my trey pound is three inches long
And the kick on the four four's is extremely strong
With a lil' trey deuce it's like pop, pop
Chase his ass up the block till his bitch ass drop
And them verses he be kickin, none of 'em hot
Cause he ain't got none of that shit he sayin he got
And he ain't did none of that shit he sayin he did
And I ain't got, time to be talkin bout this shit, fuckin faggot!!!!

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I gets busy lil' nigga, I run New York
Yeah I live in C.T. lil' nigga, but I run New York
I don't go to parties lil' nigga, but I run New York
And I stay gettin cheese lil' nigga, cause I run New York
Yayo tell 'em I run New York

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
My money longer than yours, nigga call your recruits
The LOX made more money, in them damn shiny suits
The game about sales, drugs and rappin
Jada fuck your punch lines, my shirt went platinum
Styles and Sheek Louch, went double plastic
Yayo, Buck and Banks is puttin out classics
A hundred shots a hundred clips y'all ready to die
Fat Joe ain't a gangsta he scared to fly
Automatic Mosberg who want a piece of this pump
I'll have Ja Rule buried, in some high heel pumps
Vest up in the bulletproof man fuck that
Homie shoot up my whip all you leave is a scratch
Yo I flip cocaine in your project lobby
And beat you with my pistol like Kane did Chauncey
It's T.O.N.Y. Y.A.Y.O
My whole click got dough my hoes on the fly home
G4's, we fly on leers
And my rocks lookin like, flashlights in my ears nigga

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
When I'm in D.C. lil' nigga, I tell 'em, I run New York
When I'm out in Philly lil' homie, I run New York
When I'm in V.A. I tell niggaz guess what I run New York
When I'm in N.C. niggaz holla at me cause I run New York
Yayo tell 'em I run New York

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Yo who the fuck told this lil' nigga he can talk to me like that?!!
If I catch him I'll bawl him up and roll him somewhere, ha ha ha ha!!!!
Dee! Waah! wanna talk to me?! wanna tell me what's goin on?
You want me to service him for real cause I'll service him! I'll murder!!!!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!! Hey! Hey get Puffy on the phone!!!!
Tell him I said, tell that nigga Puffy I said get out the mirror for a second let me talk to him
Puffy own the nigga motherfuckin publishing!!!!
Tell him I wanna buy the nigga Jadakiss publishing! nigga still ain't recoup!!!
Awww nigga you in the red, you owe money nigga!!!
Awww man!!!! Now why you made me put your business in the streets!
Now niggaz know you ain't shit!!!! Damn!
I see your monkey ass in the paper, cause you ain't returned them jewels you borrowed
You better give them back! you dirty nigga
Ain't none of that shit you be wearin yours!
Ha ha ha!!! We could've kept it a secret nigga
These niggaz I'm supossed to beef with!?
Awww man!!!! This fight is fixed, you've been set up!
Ha ha ha!!! That's what he 'gon say they set me up man
I ain't know the nigga was gonna do that
Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!

Anti-Flag - Gifts From America: With Love, The U.S.A. - BYO Split Series Volume IV [Sp

Nikolozi — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 09:05:35 GMT

Text:

The world keeps turning and I keep fighting
'cause what else are you to do?
When there's a fascist telling you,
"It's time you were put in your place!"
As he salutes the Stars and Stripes
By raising fists and starting fights,
Like an aberration from Hitler's Nazi Riech

NOT PROUD - Of my skin
NOT PROUD - Of where I live
I'm fucking proud of who I am!

National pride inside you
Building you up, or limiting you?

Everyone keeps asking,
"Why's he so pissed and so angry?"
When there's killing in this world,
of men and womyn, boys and girls
For the sake of a dividend gain
These actions proclaimed in our name,
turn Stars and Stripes to shades of shame
"Gifts from America: With Love, The U.S.A"

NOT PROUD - Of my skin
NOT PROUD - Of where I live
I'm fucking proud of who I am... I AM HUMAN!

National pride inside you
Building you up, or limiting you?
Fighting for what on the battlefield?
Humanity? Corporate control and greed?

This country's flag flies as a corporate symbol
This country's flag strikes hearts with fear-COLD FEAR!
This country's flag represents oil interests
The president wages an endless war so he can,
Justify stealing fucking billions
Steal the public's rights through the use of fear, use of fear...
That is a system I can not endorse

National pride inside you
Building you up, or limiting you?
Fighting for what on the battlefield?
Humanity? Corporate control and greed?
Look for the truth you'll see...
MADISON AND JEFFERSON
ARE TURNING IN THEIR GRAVES!