Devyn Rose – Falling 4 U

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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What is this I feel
A feeling oh so real
A feeling I yearn to feel
A day without you is like
A day without the night skies
Just doesn’t feel right
Cupid is my witness
I’m falling like nobody’s business
Want me then come get it
I didn’t know but now I get it
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Feelings through the ceiling
I’m blushing I’m smiling I’m litted
I can’t hide these feelings
You the one I’m digging
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Ow
This just the beginning
Top of the inning
I’m in it to win it
Looking back like yea we did it
I’m falling for you
I hope I’m falling with you
Ow
I have every right to fall in love with you
First time in my life I fell for something true
You are now my halo halo
You are now my halo halo
You are now my halo halo
You are now my halo halo
Cupid is my witness
I’m falling like nobody’s business
Want me then come get it
I didn’t know but now I get it
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Feelings through the ceiling
I’m blushing I’m smiling I’m litted
I can’t hide these feelings
You the one I’m digging
I’m falling for you
I’m falling for you
Ow
This just the beginning
Top of the inning
I’m in it to win it
Looking back like yea we did it
I’m falling for you
I hope I’m falling with you
Ow

Chief Keef – Never Had A Job (feat. Fredo Santana) (The W Mixtape)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Wake up every day, bitch I feel like a star
Gang with me don’t get your ass popped
Tweak with the squad we gon’ take this shit far
Finesse a fucking clown don’t get your ass rocked
Just bought some pints man, finna get some pops
When I’m in the mall don’t leave my gun in the car
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Spent a real big sack and it’s still on the receipt in the register
I just stepped out Balenciagas eleven duh
Baptized your bitch you know I gotta Reverend her
Shit we just committed I ain’t telling her
Jury say I’m guilty, tryna stick me in the box
Told my lawyer I was counting guap and getting top
My young niggas fighting for their life, I gotta break them out
Just found out your hiding spot, I got them staking out
Slide down, we ain’t dining in, we got to take them out
Leave a fuck nigga on the ground and have them rake em out
Call up the nearest Clark Kent, tell him save them now
Peel off in that Bruce Wayne, got to make it out
I’m addicted to money and fancy cars
You ain’t Glory Boy you ain’t Savage Squad
You know you can’t be out after dark
Let the tech and mac off, that’s a damn menage
My bitch got an ass like Nicki Minaj
Went through her phone all I see is my collage
I’m 61st and foreigns all up in my garages
They be hating on me trying to sabotage

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Wake up every day, bitch I feel like a star
Gang with me don’t get your ass popped
Tweak with the squad we gon’ take this shit far
Finesse a fucking clown don’t get your ass rocked
Just bought some pints man, finna get some pops
When I’m in the mall don’t leave my gun in the car
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job

[Verse 2: Fredo Santana]
Sneak dissing on the net I put money on your head
Damn, the next day they found your ass dead
All face shots man we don’t shoot at legs
Middle finger to the opps, Middle finger to the feds
I let them play with big guns like them ARs
You ain’t Glory Boy, you ain’t Savage Squad
You ain’t from the streets, you ain’t with the mob
Caught a nigga slipping, I was camouflaged
Shoot him in the face leave him in his fucking yard
With that fucking chopper, I be flipping cards
Got shorties 15 ready to catch a charge
And they be on Front Street yelling Savage Squad

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Wake up every day, bitch I feel like a star
Gang with me don’t get your ass popped
Tweak with the squad we gon’ take this shit far
Finesse a fucking clown don’t get your ass rocked
Just bought some pints man, finna get some pops
When I’m in the mall don’t leave my gun in the car
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job
Real trap nigga, man I never had a job

Chief Keef – How You Like Me Now (The W Mixtape)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Verse 1]
I’ma get a feast, you can have a seat, stuntin’ casualties
Hit LA, ’cause in Chiraq, it be hot as grease
Treat a bitch, how she like me now, told that bitch to flee
She a flee, I’m a fuckin’ beast, walk up by a creek
In the trap, what you want a P? Go come with that fee
Takin’ trips, and I’m gonna see what you’ll never see
Bitch I turned out everything that I planned to be
Ain’t no success with Plan A, then it’s Plan B
Ain’t no maybe with this gang shit, it’s a guarantee
Man these bitches all in my hair, like some Pantene
All I need is the biggest firm to defend me
Couldn’t box no fucks to give, so I left it empty

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

[Verse 2]
Nigga you a dork, and I’m very important
Goin’ Randy Orton, police get behind you, that don’t mean abort
Hit the scene, hoes, bunch of green, bitch lets fill a pint
Touchdown, one for the team, that’s what they like to see
Kanye, slow down, drive slow
How you like me? I’m a dog what’s the pack code
Get my feet down, it’s so comfy
Smell some slices, in a bakery, I’m going Kimbo
Dehydrated, I need Fiji
Touch remote to the TV
Hit the arco like habibi
You see that foreign? It’s 250
Lets see who all leave the parking lot when we start pullin’ out
And this thoinky so damn loud it’s like I cannot put it out

[Chorus]
I’m actin’ brand new, how you like me now
Car got autopilot, have it drive me ’round
I take that bloody money and have it wipe me down
And if you want some smoke them folks gon’ shut you down
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
How you like me now
Them bitches laughed at me but they like me now
Blue face hunduns, how you like me now?

Chief Keef – Milk Me (The W Mixtape)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus]
Seize the parking lot its Mayday(day,day)
Folk nem riding with my AK, (AK, AK)
Bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
Fuck these niggas cause they super, super fake (fake)
Kick it with your bitch like I’m Liu Kang
[?]
I’mma count this counter like stil, still, stee, stee!
Man i swear the system tryna milk me!

[Verse 1]
New two seater, new leather
New Beretta, new count, a new medal
New leather, new hoes, new money
New house, two levels!
New bag, new me
Patch on my pants it’s a B
That remedy, best believe
I’m really high, ain’t no catching me
Hair long, money long
Bitches like to smell my cologne
They get footlonged, fucked on
"Bitch, bye" sent home, fuck on
"Calm down, fucks wrong?
Stop calling my motherfucking phone!"
Move on, let alone, you be running round
Getting fucked on

[Chorus]
Seize the parking lot its Mayday(day,day)
Folk nem riding with my AK, (AK, AK)
Bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
Fuck these niggas cause they super, super fake (fake)
Kick it with your bitch like I’m Liu Kang
[?]
?
Man i swear the system tryna milk me!

[Verse 2]
The mud tryna kill, kill me
Got thot face down on some silk, silk sheets
The jury tryna stick my lawyer "Help, help me"
These fucking cops tryna jail, jail me!
Man you gotta understand yea, yea
I own stacks and ride with Benz yea, yea
Detain dinero, had to, yea, yea, yea
I throw it in a Louie bag yea, yea, yea

[Chorus]
Seize the parking lot its Mayday(day,day)
Folk nem riding with my AK, (AK, AK)
Bullets coming out like hair spray (spray, spray)
Fuck these niggas cause they super, super fake (fake)
Kicking with your bitch like I’m Liu Kang
?
?
Man i swear the system tryna milk me!

Chief Keef – Germs (The W Mixtape)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

[Verse 1]
I got big rings, I got big bank
I got chips, Lays, finna hit Chase
Eating filet mignon, aye
Living like a playa, priest to a maid
It’s all about the free, she gon’ let me skeet
She said you rollin’, we put you on your knees
I gotta bitch that look like Kelly Bundy
But then she woulda said that I was ugly

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purr
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

[Verse 2]
High baby doll, call me Ice
You are all doomed to delight
Give me some Sprite and some ice
Walked in the bank like "Hi"
Honey, I’m home
Think I’m Randy Moss, I’m going wild
She think I’m Krayzie Bone, but she gon’ let me bone
You saying this and that, but you high
I’m in LA but I’m on my fucking way to Rome
Turn a .4-0 to two tone, you know I gotta shit on em
Gotta get my poop on, I was tired of driving trucks
Had to get my coupe on, I started with one verse
Had to get my two on

[Chorus]
They be saying all I do is flirt
Fuck hoes and all I do is dirt
Man, all these niggas do is purp
I’m skrt-skrting, finna do a curb
Sit back, all you gotta do is learn
I stay trapping, all I do is earn
Your bitch went on you, ‘cause you a therm
But you can have her back, ’cause she has germs

Chief Keef – Hardly (The W Mixtape)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks to Barney’s
I love these bitches, hardly

[Verse 1]
To my fallen soldiers, know they restin’ up
I thank Lood everyday that I’m blessed as fuck
Carbon fire hydrant, he a’ wet you up
You lackin’ no cheetahs we a’ catchin’ up
You know I get that cheese, nigga Parmesan
Dinner is ready, nigga come get some
Ain’t no one-on-ones, nigga one is one
Don’t make me lace up and play run and gun
I’m in these streets, I’m walkin’ like
I’m in this foreign, I roll [?]
My hair not down, I run it up
Only thing I can give is zero fucks

[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks, to Barney’s
I love these bitches, hardly

[Verse 2]
Feelin’ hardly in them hundred car seats
Treat a tour bus like a fuckin’ RV
Pardon we, we finna crash a party
Made a Benjamin, Picasso is a fuckin’ art piece
Take the gang, hit the road
What we live by, is a code
I’m on an ocean, I rode the bus
There’s certain shit I can’t discuss
[?] it loves licks
Go send your shots [?] bricks
I’m too authentic, you counterfit
Choppers start glitchin’ when it’s tampered with
Smoked a lot of it, a pound of it
Two bitches, sandwich it
[?] lines of [?], Fanta it
[?] finish line, rental it
I fucked so many crazy hoes, I’m out my mind
And you can smack me, if I was lyin’
I peep who with me, I peep who lyin’
Who tryna’ stop me, I said who tryn’

[Chorus]
Hold that thought, let me think
Pour a cup, let me drink
Girl you got an apple, let me touch
The police comin’, let me tuck
Eyes red, my cash blue
45 black, my tattoos
Take 50 racks, to Barney’s
I love these bitches, hardly

Chief Keef – Musty (feat. Lil Bibby & Ballout) (The W Mixtape)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Intro: Chief Keef]
KidWonder, you made this beat? Dang!
(Let’s get it)
A nigga bitch with me getting real touchy
Your bitch wanna get real touchy

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A nigga bitch with me getting real touchy
That bitch wanna get lovey-dovey
They be like to do a lot of fussing
But then they don’t do shit for me
She tryna make a nigga get lusty
She see a nigga smoking on musty
Me and gang nem pull them four’s up
She see me at the corner with the doors up
(Let’s get it)

[Verse 1: Ballout and Chief Keef]
Running up them bands, I get money
I’m my own boss, I’m tryna front me
Foreign in the back, foreign in the front of me
A couple bands ain’t enough for my tummy
I’ma call the shooters, tell them round up
They ain’t know a diamond til’ they found us
In the strip club, tell ’em bring the ones out
Bet I had them bitches runnin’ with they buns out
Hella dirty fantas and sprites
You getting bread, let’s get a slice
Drop a bitch off at Venice
Look, a gorilla in ice
Police got me on a heat sheet
I’m stepping on the bitches, they beneath me
I just pulled up on GLO GANG Street
I just bought a street sweeper, sweep sweep

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A nigga bitch with me getting real touchy
That bitch wanna get lovey-dovey
They be like to do a lot of fussing
But then they don’t do shit for me
She tryna make a nigga get lusty
She see a nigga smoking on musty
Me and gang nem pull them four’s up
She see me at the corner with the doors up
(Let’s get it)

[Verse 2: Lil Bibby]
Said I walk up in the spot, but I’m smelling like a pound
Busting at the top, Play with me it’s going down
We the hottest niggas round, we might show up to your town
On my neck, a hundred thou’, touch, I put you in the ground
Tried to swim in water with the sharks, he gon’ drown
White bitch sniffin’ white, shit, I call her Bobby Brown
Tryna get my dick wet, you ain’t fucking dipset
I ain’t had a hit yet, still got a big check

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A nigga bitch with me getting real touchy
That bitch wanna get lovey-dovey
They be like to do a lot of fussing
But then they don’t do shit for me
She tryna make a nigga get lusty
She see a nigga smoke on musty
Me and gang nem pull them four’s up
She see me at the corner with the doors up
(Let’s get it)

Taio Pain – I Love Taio Cruz 2017

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Taio Pain Verse 1]
Now when i watching Mtv in the home
I m happy feeling fly in the room
Ne-Yo, Pitbull, Usher &Thousand Else
All singers for me look like best angels
Guetta, Tiesto, T-Pain, Lil Wayne
Will.I.Am, Ke$ha, Akon, Eminem
They are biger singers in the world
They were winner more times Grammy Award
I can get it all i can get it all
I want improve to extremity
I can get it all, i can get it all
I wanna be celebrity

[Chouse]
I love Taio, Taio, Taio Cruz
I love Taio, Taio, Taio Cruz

[Verse2]
Now when i watching American Idol
References J-Lo And Simon Cowell
Ne-Yo , Pitbull, Usher & Thousand Else
Live consert for American Idol
I can get it all i can get it all
I want improve to extremity
I can get it all, i can get it all
I wanna be celebrity

[Chouse]
I love Taio, Taio, Taio Cruz
I love Taio, Taio, Taio Cruz

[Verse3]
I want to keep on the music
I want to keep on the mus…..

[Chouse]
I love Taio, Taio, Taio Cruz
I love Taio, Taio, Taio Cruz

Nick Jonas – Find You

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Verse 1]
I look for you in the center of the sun
I took a pill but it didn’t help me numb
I see your face even when my eyes are shut
But I never really know just where to find you
I chase the words that keep falling out your mouth
You got a logic I’ll never figure out
If I could hold you then I’d never put you down
But I never really know just where to find you

[Chorus]
Where to find you
Where to find you
But I never really know just where to find you
Try, try, try, but I-
Try, try, try, but I, but I-
Try, try, try, but I-
But I never really know just where to find you

[Verse 2]
You think you know how to get under my skin
It’s good for now but it’s never permanent
Knock on the door but there’s no one listening
And I never really know just where to find you
You look for love but you never really try
You say it’s not but it’s always on your mind
Keep chasing gold but you lose a silver line
But I never really know just where to find you

[Chorus]
Where to find you
Where to find you
But I never really know just where to find you
Try, try, try, but I-
Try, try, try, but I, but I-
Try, try, try, but I-
But I never really know just where to find you

[Bridge]
Maybe I’m chasing a feeling
Maybe I don’t even need it
Maybe you’re looking for me tonight, tonight
I look for you in the center of the sun
I took a pill but it didn’t help me numb
I see your face even when my eyes are shut
But I never really know just where to find you

[Chorus]
Where to find you
Where to find you
But I never really know just where to find you
Try, try, try, but I-
Try, try, try, but I, but I-
Try, try, try, but I-
But I never really know just where to find you

Russ – Wife You Up (feat. John Mayer)

Дата: 19th Сентябрь 2017 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus]
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I know that I should probably wife you up
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Other women they don’t mean shit to me

[Verse 1]
You was tryna know me
When they didn’t know me
Girl we fell in love we both worked at the mall
Way before the rollie
You was just my homie
You were tryna love way before I had it all
We workin’ minimum wage
I needa see you I switch days
Meaning I switch shifts
Revin’ my engine
Looking back ashamed we were only a phase

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I know that I should probably wife you up
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Other women they don’t mean shit to me
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I’m turning down the rest for you
If they call us foul I’m fighting all the refs for you
You make me a better me
I make you a better you
Riding with the top off looking like the letter "U"
Teaching you the language of the universe Rosetta who?
Put you on a pedestal
All eyes on me but you loved me when I had seven views
You lookin’ like I should go half on a baby with you
And if I’m wrong I won’t debate it with you
I’ll own up to it
You voluptuous
They not down for the curves but I’m up to it
Come gimme all that
You the only girl I’ll call back
I tell these other women fall back
They be hating on the preview
They think that it’s only for the entertainment
Like E News
I can see the sequel
Let’s do more I do’s and less redos

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a one of one to me
I know that I should probably wife you up
And baby I swear I’m done with these
Other women they don’t mean shit to me