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1 Trapped
831 lectures
2 Do For Love
523 lectures
3 only god can judge me
1 434 lectures
4 2 of amerikaz most wanted
270 lectures

MP3 : ...... / 2 of amerikaz most wanted (....)

...... / 2 of amerikaz most wanted (....)

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Titre : 2 of amerikaz most wanted
Album : ......
Année : 2008
Paroles :
(Snoop) Up out of there
(Tupac) Chuckles

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

(Snoop) Pump that up G
(Tupac) Ahh shit, you done fucked up now

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
You done put two of America's
Most wanted in the same
Motherfuckin place at the same
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Motherfuckin time, hahahahah
Y'all niggaz about to feel this
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Break out the champagne glasses
And them motherfuckin condoms
Have one on us aight?
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey
Youse a cold ass nigga on them hogs

Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome
Free Tupac, is all that's on a niggaz mind
But at the same time it seem they tryin to take mine
So I'ma get smart, and get defensive and shit
And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit

So now they got us laced
Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases
Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go down
Uhh, me and Snoop about to clown
I'm Losin My Religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the grooves missin
Niggaz be actin like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I got, nuthin but love, for my niggaz livin lavish

I got a pit named P, she niggarino
I got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I, think I got a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
Mmm, it feel good to you baby bubba
Ya see, this is for the G's and the keys motherfucker

Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the West side
And I can make you famous
Niggaz been dying for years, so how could they blame us
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin these, motherfuckin G's
If ya got it better flaunt it, another warrant
2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Nuthin but a gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
It ain't nuthin but a
Motherfuckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Nuthin but a gangsta party
It ain't nuthin but a
Motherfuckin gangsta party
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party

Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you try to fuck wit me
I bust a flea, these niggaz must be crazy what??
There ain't no mercy motherfuckers who can fade the Thugs
(hahah right) You thought it was but it wasn't, now dissapear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player

It's like cuz, blood, gangbanging
Everybody in the party doing dope slangin
You got to have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch, before your eyes swerl
Ya doing ya job, every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life, and bout the way it is
You see we live by the gun, so we die by the gun's kids

They tell me not to roll with my glock
So now I gotta throat of rage
Floatin in the black Benz, tryin to do a show a day
They wonder how I live, with five shots
Niggaz is hard to kill, on my block
Keep a promise see if you're related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, try to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted

# Posté le vendredi 21 mars 2008 12:02

MP3 : all eyes on me / only god can judge me

all eyes on me / only god can judge me

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Titre : only god can judge me
Album : all eyes on me
Année : 2008
Paroles :

Only God Can Judge Me
(is that right)
Nobody else, Nobody else
All you other muthafuckas
Get out of my business

Perhaps, I was blind to tha facts
Stabbed in tha back
I Couldn't trust my own homies
Just a bunch a dirty rats
Will I, succeed
Paranoid from the weed
And hocus pocus try to focus
But I can't see
And in my mind
I'm a, blind man doin' time
Look to my future
Cause my past is all behind me
Is it a crime
To fight for what is mine
Everybodies dyin'
Tell me, Whats the use of tryin'
I've been trapped since birth
Cautious, cause I'm cursed
And fantansies of my family
In a hurse
And they say
It's the white man
I should fear
But, it's my own kind
Doin' all the killin' here
I can't lie
Ain't no love, for the other side
Jealousy inside
Make 'em wish I died
Oh my lord
Tell me what I'm livin' for
Everybodies droppin'
Got me knockin' on heaven's door
And all my memories
Of seeing brothas bleed
And everybody grieves
But still nobody sees
Recollect your thoughts
Don't get caught up in tha mix
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
Only God can Judge me....

Only God Can Judge Me...

I hear the doctor standing over me
Screaming I can make it
Got a body full of bullet holes
Laying here naked
Still I, can't breathe
something evils in my I-V
Cuz everytime I breathe
I think their killing me
I'm having nightmares
Homicidal fantansies
I wake up stranglin'
Danglin'
My bed sheets
I call the nurse
Cuz it hurts
To reminise
How did it come to this?
I wish they didn't miss
Somebody help me
Tell me where to go from here ?
Cuz even thugs cry
But do the Lord care ?
Tryin' to remember
But it hurts
I'm walking through the cementary
Talkin' to the dirt
I'd rather die like a man
Than live like a coward
There's a ghetto up in Heaven
And its ours
Black Power
Is what we scream
As we dream
In a paranoid state
And our fate
Is a lifetime of hate
Dear mama, can you save me ?
And fuck peace
Cuz the streets got our babies
We gotta eat
No more hesitation
Each and every black males trapped
And they wonder why we suicidal
Runnin' around strapped
Mr. Police
Please try to see
That there's a million muthafuckas stressin' just like me
Only God can Judge Me.....

Only God Can Judge Me...

That which does not kill me can only make me stronger (That for real)
I don't see why everybody feel as thou that they gotta tell me how to live my
life (you know)
Let me live baby
Let me live

Pac I feel ya
Keep servin' it on the realer
For instance, sayin'
Playa hatin' marks out ta kill ya
Would you be wrong
For bucking a nigga into the pavement
He gonna get me first
If I don't get him
Will you start praying ?
Ain't no such thing as self defence
In the court of law
So Judges when we get to where were goin
To cross
That's real
Gotti, lurk thee
Creep tha fuck up on him
Sold a half a million tapes
No everybody want him
After talkin' behind my back
Like, a bitch would
Tellin' them niggas, "you can fade us"
Punk, I wish you would
It be the same mutha-fuckas in your face
That'll rush up in your place
To get your safe
Knowing you on that paper chase
Grass, glass
Big screen and leather couch
My new shit is so fine
I already sold a ki of ounce
Bitch
Remember Tupac and 4-Tay
The same two brothas dodgin' bullets
And represtin' the Bay
Pac when you was locked down
That's when I'll be around
Start climbing up the charts
So sick
But they try to clown
That's why they ride the bandwaggon
Still be draggin' sellin' lies
Don't think I don't see you haters
I know you all in disguise

Guess you figure you know me
Cuz I'm a thug
That love to hit the late night club
Drinkin' buzz
Living lavish like a playa all day
I'm 'bout to floss 'em off
Playas stick with 4-Tay
Only God can Judge me...

# Posté le vendredi 05 octobre 2007 19:31
Modifié le vendredi 21 mars 2008 12:34

MP3 : do for love

do for love

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Titre : Do For Love
Année : 2008
Paroles :
Turn it up loud
Hahaha, ahahaha, hey man
You a little sucker for love, right?
Word up, hahahahaha

I shoulda seen
you was trouble right from the starrrrt, taught me so many lessons
How not to mess with broken hearts, so many questions
When this began we was the perfect match, perhaps
we had some problems but we workin at it, and now
the arguments are gettin loud, I wanna say
But I can't help from walkin out just a little way
Just take my hand and understand, if you could see
I never planned to be a man it just wasn't me
But now I'm searchin for commitment, in other arms
I wanna shelter you from harm, don't be alarmed
Your attitude was the cause, you got me stressin
Soon as I open up the door with your jealous questions
Like where can I be you're killin me with your jealousy
Now my ambition's to be free
I can't breathe, cause soon as I leave, it's like a trap
I hear you callin me to come back, I'm a sucka for love
that's right, sucka for love

{Chorus: Eric Williams}

What you won't do, do for love
You tried everything, but you don't give up
[repeat {x2}]

Just when I thought I broke away and I'm fellin happy
You try to trap me say you pregnant and guess who the daddy
Don't wanna fall for it, but in this case what could I do? So now I'm back
to makin promises to you, tryin to keep it true
What if I'm wrong, a trick to keep me on and on
Tryin to be strong and in the process, keep you goin
I'm bout to lose my composure, I'm gettin close
To packin up and leavin notes, and gettin ghost
Tell me who knows, a peaceful place where I can go
To clear my head I'm feelin low, losin control
My heart is sayin leave, oh what a tangle web we weave
when we conspire to conceive, and now
You gettin calls at the house, guess you cheatin
That's all I need to hear cause I'm leavin, I'm out the do'
Never no more will you see me, this is the end
Cause now I know you've been cheatin, I'm a sucka for love
damn, sucka for love... sucka for love
sucka for love

{repeat Chorus}

Now he left you with scars, tears on your pillow and you still stay
As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away
It wasn't always a hit and run relationship
It use to be love, happieness and companionship
Remember when I treated you good
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
Me and you a happy home, when it was on
I had a love to call my own
I shoulda seen you was trouble but I was lost, trapped in your eyes
Preoccupied with gettin tossed, no need to lie
You had a man and I knew it, you told me
Don't worry bout it we can do it now I'm under pressure
Make a decision cause I'm waitin, when I'm alone
I'm on the phone havin secret conversations, huh
I wanna take your misery, replace it with happiness
but I need your faith in me, I'm a sucka for love
sucka for love, know you ain't right G but yet I'ma sucka for love

{repeat Chorus}

I'ma sucka for love, sucka for love
Sucka for love

{repeat Chorus}

{Chorus:}

# Posté le vendredi 05 octobre 2007 19:14
Modifié le vendredi 21 mars 2008 12:43

MP3 : 2pacalypse naw / trapped (1991)

2pacalypse naw / trapped (1991)

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Titre : Trapped
Album : 2pacalypse naw
Année : 1991
Paroles :
You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusion
Happiness, living on tha streets is a delusion
Even a smooth criminal one day must get caught
Shot up or shot down with tha bullet that he bought
Nine millimeter kickin' thinking about what tha streets do
to me
Cause they never talk peace in tha black community
All we know is violence, do tha job in silence
Walk tha city streets like a rat pack of tyrants
Too many brothers daily heading for tha big penn
Niggas commin' out worse offthan when they went in
Over tha years I done alot of growin' up
Getten drunk thrown' up
Cuffed up
Then I said I had enough
There must be another route, way out
To money and fame, I changed my name
And played a different game
Tired of being trapped in this vicious cycle
If one more cop harrasses me I just might go psycho
And when I gettem
I'll hittem with tha bum rush
Only a lunatic would like to see his skull crushed
Yo, if your smart you'll really let me go 'G'
But keep me cooped up in this ghetto and catch tha uzi
They got me trapped....
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]
They got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]
Trapped
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]
Trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]
They got me trapped
Can barely walk tha city streets
Without a cop harrassing me, searching me
Then asking my identity
Hands up, throw me up against tha wall
Didn't do a thing at all
I'm tellen you one day these suckers gotta fall
Cuffed up throw me on tha concrete
Coppers try to kill me
But they didn't know this was tha wrong street
Bang bang, down another casualty
But it's a cop who's shot there's brutality
Who do you blame?
It's a shame because tha mans slain
He got caught in tha chains of his own game
How can I feel guilty after all tha things they did to me
Sweated me, hunted me
Trapped in my own community
One day i'm gonna bust
Blow up on this society
Why did ya lie to me ?
I couldn't find a trace of equality
Work me like a slave while they laid back
Homie don't play that
It's time I lett'em suffer tha payback
I'm tryin to avoid physical contact
I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack
They got me trapped
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]
You know they got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]
Trapped
[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]
You know they got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]
Now i'm trapped and want to find a getaway
All I need is a 'G' and somewhere safe to stay
Can't use tha phone
Cause i'm sure someone is tappin in
Did it before
Ain't scared to use my gat again
I look back at hindsite the fight was irrelevant
But now he's tha devils friend
Too late to be tellin' him
He shot first and i'll be damned if I run away
Homie is done away I should of put my gun away
I wasn't thinkin' all I heard was tha ridicule
Girlies was laughin', Tup sayin "Damn homies is dissin you"
I fired my weapon
Started steppin' in tha hurricane
I got shot so I dropped
Feelin' a burst of pain
Got to my feet
Couldn't see nothin' but bloody blood
Now i'm a fugitive to be hunted like a murderer
Ran through an alley
Still lookin' for my getaway
Coppers said Freeze, or you'll be dead today
Trapped in a corner
Dark and I couldn't see tha light
Thoughts in my mind was tha nine and a better life
What do I do ?
Live my life in a prison cell
I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell
They got me trapped
[Uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]
They got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]
Trapped
[uh uh, they can't keep tha black man down]
You know they got me trapped
[Naw, they can't keep tha black man down]
Trapped

# Posté le jeudi 27 septembre 2007 18:27
Modifié le vendredi 21 mars 2008 13:05