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...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 poppin off Nigga I hit em up Outro: Tupac Now you tell me who won I see them, they run They don't wanna see us Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us How the fuck 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 fuck with us? You little young ass motherfuckers Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin? You fuckin with me nigga you fuck around and have a seizure or a heart-attack You better back the fuck up, fore you get smacked the fuck up That'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 Fuck you and your motherfuckin mama We gonna kill all you motherfuckers Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin opinion Well this how we gonna do this Fuck Mobb Deep Fuck Biggie Fuck Bad Boys as a staff record label and as a motherfuckin crew And if you wanna be down with Bad Boyz Then fuck you too Chino XL, fuck you too All you motherfuckers, fuck you too (take money) (take money) Alla y'all motherfuckers, fuck you die slow motherfucker My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow You motherfuckers can't be us or see us We the motherfuckin Thug Life ridahs West side till we die! Out here in California we warn ya we'll bomb on you motherfuckers We do our job You think you mob, nigga we the motherfuckin mob Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz All you motherfuckers feel us Our shit's going triple and four-quadruple (take money) You niggaz blast as our staff got guns at they motherfuckers back, you know how it is When we drop records they feel it You niggaz can't feel it We the realest, FUCK EM, we Bad Boy killin *echoes*

Clip : Still D.R.E. Snoop Dogg : Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E (Guess who's back) Still, still doing that shit, right? Dr. Dre Oh for sho', check me out It's still Dre Day, A.K...

le clip "Beggin'" de ce groupe norvégien, Madcon, extrait de leur album SO DARK THE CON OF MAN sorti en décembre 2007. et pour les grands fan: [Tshawe Baqwa:] Oooooh- I'm beggin....

...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 poppin off Nigga I hit em up Outro - Tupac Now you tell me who won Maintenant dites moi qui a gagné I see them, they run Je les vois, il détalent They don't wanna see us Ils ne veulent pas nous voir Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us Tout le gang de Junior M.A.F.I.A. se fringuent comme nous, essayent de nous ressembler How the fuck they gonna be the mob when we always on our job Comment veulent ils être un gang, alors que nous ne faisons que bosser We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it Nous somme millionnaires, tuer n’est pas juste, mais quelqu’un se doit de le faire Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna fuck with us? Oh oui, Mobb Deep tu veux nous chercher ? You little young ass motherfuckers T’es qu’un petit connard trop jeune Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin? Un de vous niggaz n’a t il pas la maladie de Havoc ou quelque chose comme ca ? You fuckin with me nigga you fuck around Vous me cherchez niggers, allez vous faire foutre and have a seizure or a heart-attack Ayez une attaque ou un infarctus You better back the fuck up, fore you get smacked the fuck up Vous feriez mieux de revenir sur vos pas, avant de vous faire niquer That's how we do it on our side C’est comme ça que cela se passe sur notre cote (ouest) Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it bring it Tous ces niggas de New York qui veulent se la ramener, allez y But we ain't singin, we bringin drama Mais on ne joue pas, on fait dans le drame Fuck you and your motherfuckin mama Vas te faire foutre, et ta putain de mère aussi We gonna kill all you motherfuckers On va tous vous tuer connards Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie Quand tout a commencé, je vous avais dit pourtant qu’il ne s’agissait que d’un truc entre Biggie et moi Then everybody had to open their mouth with a motherfuckin opinion Mais tout le monde a eu son mot à dire avec sa propre putain d’opinion Well this how we gonna do this Alors que les choses soient claires Fuck Mobb Deep Fuck Mobb Deep Fuck Biggie Fuck Biggie Fuck Bad Boy as a staff record label Fuck Bad Boy en tant que label de musique and as a motherfuckin crew et en tant que putain de gang And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy Et si vous supportez Bad Boys Then fuck you too Alors allez vous faire foutre aussi Chino XL, fuck you too Chino XL, va te faire foutre aussi All you motherfuckers, fuck you too Vous tous en*ulés, allez vous faire foutre

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Bone Thugs N Harmony ft. Phil Collins Home BONE THUGS N HARMONY F/Phil Collins "Home" [Layzie Bone] I been stuck in the struggle And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble I'm gettin'...

...Spank the shank Your whole style when I gank Guard your rank Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block I'm running through nigga And I'm smoking Junior Mafia In front of yah nigga With the ready power Tucked in my Guess Under my Eddie Bower Your clout petty sour I push packages ever hour I hit 'em up [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace nigga, We hit 'em up Peep how we do it Keep it real Its penitentiary steel This ain't no freestyle battle All you niggas getting killed With your mouths open Tryin' to come up off of me You and the clouds hoping Smoking dope It's like a Shermine niggas think they learned to fly But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die Talking about you Getting Money But its funny to me All you niggas living bummy While you fucking with me? I'm a self made Millionaire Thug livin', out of prison Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha Ha) Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house Now its all about versace You copied my style Five shots couldn't drop me I took it and smiled Now I'm back to set the record straight With my A-K I'm still the thug that you love to hate Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up I'm from N E W Jers. Where plenty of murder occurs No points to come We bring drama to all you herds Now go check the scenerio Little Ceas' I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees Copin' pleas with these Little Kim is yah Coked up or doped up Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up What the fuck? Is you stupid? I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block With fifteen shot, Cocked glock to your knot Outlaw Mafia click moving up another notch And your Pop

...I'm a poor man's dream, a thug poet Live it, and I write down and I watch it blow up Y'all know what I'm like, y'all play it your system every night Now..

Le clip magnifique de Changes, la chanson de 2pac sortie deux ans après sa mort! Tout en images d'archives (clips, films, interviews....

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