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Sunday, August 22, 2010

Gimme Tha Power - Lyrics - Molotov

Title: Gimme Tha Power
Artist: Molotov
Composer(s): Miguel Preciado

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Lyric:
La polic?a te est? extorsionando (dinero)
Pero ellos viven de lo que t? est?s pagando
Y si te tratan como a un delincuente (ladr?n)
No es tu culpa, dale gracias al regente

Hay que arrancar el problema de ra?z
Y cambiar al gobierno de nuestro pa?s
A la gente que est? en la burocracia
A esa gente que le gustan las migajas

Yo por eso me quejo y me quejo
Porque aqu? es donde vivo
Y yo ya no soy un pendejo

Que nos guachan los puestos del gobierno
Hay personas que se est?n enriqueciendo
Gente que vive en la pobreza
Nadie hace nada
Porque a nadie le interesa

Esa gente de arriba te detesta
Hay m?s gente que quiere
Que caigan sus cabezas
Si le das m?s poder al poder
M?s duro te van a venir a coger

Porque fuimos potencia mundial
Somos pobres
Nos manejan mal

Dame, dame, dame, dame todo el power
Para que te demos en la madre
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme todo el poder
So I can come around
T?, joder
Dame, dame, dame, dame todo el power
Para que te demos en la madre
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme todo el poder
So I can come around
T?, joder
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el poder
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el power
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el poder
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el power

(As? es put?n
Fuck you puto baboso!)
Porque no nacimos donde no hay que comer
No hay porque preguntarnos como le vamos a hacer
Si nos gritan como a unos huevones
No lo somos
?Viva m?xico, cabrones

Que se sienta el power mexicano
Que se sienta, todos juntos como hermanos
Porque somos m?s
Jalamos m?s parejo
?Por qu? estar siguiendo a una bola de pendejos?
Que nos llevan por donde les conviene
Y es nuestro sudor lo que los mantiene
Los mantiene comiendo pan caliente
Ese pan, ese pan de nuestra gente

Dame, dame, dame, dame todo el power
Para que te demos en la madre
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme todo el poder
So I can come around
T?, joder
Dame, dame, dame, dame todo el power
Para que te demos en la madre
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme todo el poder
So I can come around
T?, joder
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el poder
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el power
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el poder
D?mele, d?mele, d?mele, d?mele todo el power

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

B R Right - Lyrics - Diamond Princess - Trina

Title: B R Right
Album: Diamond Princess
Artist: Trina
Composer(s): Katrina Taylor, Christopher Bridges, William Roberts, Kanye Omari West

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Lyric:
I want my ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Wait bitch, I'mma blow my kisses
Get pissed and throw my dishes
Y'all niggas know jus' who this is
Woo woo, and the head so vicious

With me, this shit gon' cost
You short? Then tha's yo lost
You know this ass is soft
Make a nigga goto breakin' off

Tell me that you love me baby
Get hot and fuck me crazy
Get a towel and wipe me off
You want a bitch wit no type of flaws

My gurls be shoppin' hard
These hoes be buyin' cars
In the club buyin' bars
Nipples hard in designer bras

From the niggas who gettin' cheese
Throw back in the crispy G's
More wet? Crist don't freeze
Laugh at the tab, 'cause this on me

Me and Luda in the cut supreme
Doin' things jus' to touch the cream
So many names, wanna fuck the queen
I live a life like it's jus' a dream

I want my ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Get it right brother, jump
Gimme the beat then I'mma make it bump
Tell 'em wutcha wana hear, damn, let's get cam
Trouble witcha man, I'mma pop my trunk

You ain't seen no chicks like mine
You ain't seen no flicks like mine
Bet I make you
Next to the subwoofers and my six by nine

Tell me that you like it raw
Tell me that my dick is plump
I might make you famous
And buy you watches by Marice Mc.Craw

Tell me if it's new or old
Tell me if it's hot or cold
Let me know if it's black and bold
Say Ludacris six million sold

See I ain't got no time for games
And I ain't got no times for lames
How you lovin' my southern slang
Ooo eee walla walla bing bang

So anytime you need me call
Whether summer, spring or fall
It doesn't matter, come one, come all
Either get dropped or drop them draws

I want my ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Diamond princess
Just mind your business
These rumors are senseless
Your whispers are endless

We livin' ghetto fab
We spendin' hella cash
This girl is hella bad
Your choice is trailer trash

Too much taste for whores
You saw me grace the stores
You watch me work the vibe
Bitches, I works for mine

One time, for these divas
Two times, for these visas
Third time I come, I'm breezin'
The ice just keeps on freezin'

Hold up, I'mma keep it goin'
Back to back, I'mma keep on blowin'
Platinum plaques, keepin' it up
Wet sex, keepin' it good

Look girl, you don't know my angle
A hundred thou with a platinum bangle
My niggas'll slow your roll
Pussy power, we in control

I want my ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Ass smacked
Legs wide
Front back
Side to side
Pussy wet
Slip 'n slide
Yep everythin' gon' be alright

Yea, tha's right, I'm back again, 'round two mother fuckers
Tha's rite, I'm talkin' Greece, I'm a arrogant lil' motherfucker, huh
Tha's rite, I'm rich, I'm that bitch, tha's rite
I'm about show y'all how to pimp this shit
I'm fuckin' niggas in the face, the game is mine, two thousand and three

Fuck that, fuck all y'all haters, fuck all y'all bitches, get a life
You got too much time on your hands
I want y'all bitches to get a job, up your game
Pimp your game up baby
It's all about me this time, fuck that, fuck a dime
I'm a silva dolla, holla, catch me when I come off tour, fuck y'all, I'm out

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Ice Age - Lyrics - Ras Kass

Title: Ice Age
Artist: Ras Kass
Composer(s): John Austin, Ricardo Brown, Grant Eldridge, L Mallory

Lyric:
Ay, how come you won't gimme no pussy tonight?
Aight, well, shake the spot then, you think you special?
I hear your car keys jinglin', get the fuck out

El Drex, what you wanna do? Shai dog, what you wanna do?
Kurupt, what the fuck you wanna do?
Nigga, is you a rider, nigga? Is life fucked up?
They let the gangstas in this muthafucka, Ice Age

I ride for my homeboys
I ride for my homeboys
Nigga, it's all about the money
It's all about the chips
Let's get rich, what, what?

With my new Tiny Tim, try again
Up against the full wind, I'm an alien beast
Generate, penetrate, bust shots
Then fled, quick sick in the head
Rippin' motherfuckers to shreds

Facsimiles, don't know, friend or foe
Elusive, nigga this exclusive, conclusive evidence
Your vision is short range
Rearranged, restructured, recomposed and decomposed
Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed, polished

Perfected, demolished, rejected, fo' sho'
Like I'm supposed to know this nigga
I ain't neva seen him before, my life
Bitch ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?

'Cause, niggaz, I grew up wit' threw up shit
On some I don't give a fuck shit
Makin' enemies, duck shit
I'm on some make a million bucks quick

Money gone, quick, get a duck sick trick
Not the one to fuck wit'
My dyke bitch pimpin' on some Nike Flight shit
Ludicrous iron mic shit

Stab yo cold heart wit' a ice pick
Tha ice age, ice age
Tha ice age, ice age
Stab yo cold heart wit' a ice pick

Now Ben must be either pampered or crushed
To regulate, relegate and delegate power
Nigga touch sumtin', touch no one and die slower
You drain your battery you barely talkin' like Teddy Ruxpin

See that's whattup, nigga, I don't give a fuck
Spit some shit so nasty it will make Lil' Kim blush
As if a ?98 Bentley didn't tempt me
To lay bullshit up in dis 60
But consequently my conscience didn't permit me

I'm one third black man
One third Jackie Chan and one third sand
Shitftin' across the surface of tha land
Golden State warrior
Let my nuts hang like niggas in nuisance

So why you givin' groupies all your Lucci?
I've been known for fuckin' hoochies in Suzuki's
And slippin' bougie bitches roofie
Loved yet feared, severe yet loved

The full time titan, fightin' 3 million over night thugs
So get your hand out your rectum
'Cause you can't stop shit, don't rock shit
Studio hustlaz claim they got more ki's than a locksmith

What part of the game is this? Overtime
Gimme the mic, the money, the pussy and the order
The more the overpopulated, get fucked and ovary-copulated
So all you chumps on some ?You owe me an apology? shit
Suck your apology out my dick

I ride for my homeboys
I ride for my homeboys
Nigga it's all about the money
It's all about the chips
Let's get rich, what, what?

We all pawns in the game
But every pawn got his personal chess board
But how many pieces can you afford?
We got reason to believe you a traitor
In 20 words or less Webster's definition of a playa hater

The reason why you hate me so bad
Is 'cause you love me too much
But don't like yourself enough
And, homey, that's it, your hands probably got calluses
From the way you be swingin' on my dick

That's why your main squeeze wanna fuck me for free
Slit the finger on my monkey then she dropped to one knee
If she playin' wit' her pussy, she can suck on my D
Then you can cum wit' me until 2 PAC

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