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Lil Wayne - 3 Peat

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1 Lil Wayne - 3 Peat
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2 I'm So Paid - Akn ft Lil Wayne !!
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3 Pop Bottles
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4 Got Money (Ft t-pain)
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I am so Hood !!!

Alor sa... sa...?! C un P_ _ 1 de remix !
ya youg jeezy (fodra ke jface un blog zik sur lui pc ce mec la deboite!!), dj khaled, busta rhymes, rick ross (lui ossi c un bon), big boi, ludacris, toujour lil wayne bien sur, birdman, fat joe et t-pain !!!
Vou mle dite si g ou blier des gen !! lol
écouter sa sa fai grave du bien o oreille !!

LaChEr Vo CoM !!

Paroles DJ Khaled Ft. Lil'Wayne & Busta Rhymes - Im So Hood Remix

DJ Khaled
We the best
Who
We nigga
We the best
This the remix
The I'm so hood remix
I'm making more

I'm so Hood
Remix
I where my pants below my waist (we always gonna be the best)
And I never dance when I'm in this place
Because you and your man is planning to hate (I run this man)
I'm so hood
And I got these gold up in my mouth
If you get closer to my house
Then you'll know what I'm talking about (I make hit records this is what I do)
(I'm OUT the) hood (This the remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up Hood(put em up, put em up, put em up)
My hood niggas can you stand up(I gave you we taking over)
I'm so hood
And It you're not from here you can walk it out
If You don't know what I'm talking about
I'm so Hood(hey young jeezy)
(you got me we run this man we run this)

Verse 1 Young Jeezy
I'm so h to the double-o d
I run this god damn money on me
Pocket so fat it don't make no sense
Whips so clean don't need no tints
Watch so bright I don't need no light
And no where word don't need no might
Niggas like Young what you get for a show
Tell'em same thing I used to get for the blow
Sit em on the row nigga what I got to lose
Put em in the vans i ain't talking about his shoes
Do the speed limit nigga watch out for the lights
Pussy ass niggas gotta watch out for the dikes
Seventeen fire yeah nigga I said it
Seventeen fire yeah nigga I'm in it
And when we do it bad and when we do it good
I'm so I'm so I'm so mother f**king hood( luda, luda)

Verse 2 Ludacris
Everyone come equipped with bangers
Throwing up our middle fingers
And you know I don't slip so I gotta keep ten in the clip and one in the chambers
Better be walking with angels
And never take candy from strangers
Luda's stressed in stripe had to earn my stripes like I played with the Bengals
I'm in the zone homes going for the two point conversion
I'm so hood that Ludacris should have been on the original version
But this is the remix
For the cheap tricks
Hitting sweet licks
And I cut the braids off put the waves and the fade that will make you sea sick
See this is the way that we ball
And this is the way we brawl
So put a fist in the air if you care
that United we stand divided we fall
When the south is in the house you better watch yo mouth
Cause we on that hood shit I'm hood rich
Coming around your hood bitch

Chorus T-Pain (Busta Rhymes)
I'm so hood (remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up
Hood
My hood niggas can you feel me I'm so hood
And if you ain't from here you can walk it out (the king of the streets and the god of the hood)
You ain't hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (Busta bust bitches)
i'm i'm i'm I'm so hood

Verse 3 Busta Rhymes
See all the niggas that want to get and get my money
Again and again
top down
Let the money blow in the wind
The bad bitch sitting in the passenger seat
With the dooby wrapped head full of bobby pins
You know I keep that thing when I walk see the dialect
Different from the slang of my talk
Maybe still even gotta crackhead frontin' out another bad bitch that will
Boost for the spot
I'm used to leaving the strip last
Hustling until the sun comes up getting cash
So much bread in all of my four pockets
It looks like a nigga got hips with an ass
And from the DNA in my blood
Niggas idolize me
Trying to do what I does
And if the other nigga ain't really from the hood
You can easily die
Tell who the fake nigga was
And even though I split a little rap

Got Niggas in the hood trying to sell the most crack
Violating my city nigga to do it just to make you spend a lot of money just to get your shit back
Yall niggas know where I'm from
And I rep it to the fullest until the day that I'm done
So hood where we live if a nigga sold drugs any rich mamma still proud of her son

Verse 4 Big Boi
Daddy fat sacks
So hood like the Cadillac
On the mint on from the bambalance
Call an ambulance
To come and pick that ass up because a nigga never had a chance
They tryin to dance with a devil in the pale moonlight
Advance on the level that they can't do right
Lay hands on a fellow like a man and blue lights
Woop, woop
Do it twice
Your boy the B - I - G
I'm nicer than mc in your top three
You cocky I cock squeeze
Bust them things now you sloppy
Speed it up slow it down then screw it
Don't bite the flow because I got that blew it
Run through the crew or some whole other new shit
Newness bitch we do this

Chorus T-Pain (Lil Wayne)
I'm so hood (remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up
Hood
My hood niggas can you stand up I'm so hood
And if you ain't from here you can walk it out (alright)
You ain't hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (Weezy)
I'm so hood

Verse 5 Lil Wayne
I'm so Holly Grove, New Orleans
Lil Weezy Ana
Home sweet home depot
you will need a hammer
It go down like fraiser
I ain't talking Kelsey grammer
I be shitting on your boys I need an alchocelzer sandwich
Since I heard Plies I done brought the phantom back
Went and got me a 52 inch Maybach
I'm eating like a big dog
I'm so full, I'm so good
I'm so straight, you so fake
I'm so real, I'm so hood

Verse 6 Fat Joe
Yeah nigga
Welcome to the crack house
I should own a McDonalds
The way I bring the macs out
I'm from the hood where every nigga lies
Flip a couple grams they tell you they baking pies shit
Still got my name carved in that central booking
Gave that pussy a scar and told her good looking
Yous a crack baby that means your momma paid me
You can't even blame it that's what the hood made me

Verse 7 Baby
Martin Luther King
Calio, Magnolia, Melphamine
Gettin that money with a triple beam
Ride that choir or drugged a fiend
Saints is my team that's what we brief nigga
that's how we eat
Get this money on the streets nigga
VL my street blood
Five Star G blood
Fly as a bird
Got these eagles on my seat blood
Then head back where I stay
Third ward we get that cake
Thirteen is where I lay
shots off to MIA

Verse 8 Rick Ross
More money more problems
Don't call me conceited
Just call me the boss
Always got what you needed
MIA you're so hot
But my neck got the fever
If you sneeze you get shot
Gun play makin believers
I just bought me a ranch
Watch a hundred stacks
No those ain't Rolex diamonds
What you done to that
You fools from gazing
My fools from Haiti
I move some daily
It's a movie baby
Hood
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 June 2008 at 3:05 PM

Edited on Sunday, 15 June 2008 at 5:47 AM

B...Mwa !

B...Mwa !
Bin...la c mwa j'ai 16 ans jhabite a mso dan le 91 jecoute du rap us
et comme vou pouvé le voir jkiff tro le son de lil wayne c pour sa ke
j'ai decider de créer se blog musik !!

é vou Kel et votre rappeur preferer ????



@+ et noubliyer surtt pa de lacher 1 com ou mm 2 lol ( ou +)!




by la brioche...!
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 June 2008 at 1:07 PM

Edited on Friday, 19 September 2008 at 1:28 PM

MP3 : 5 Stars Stunna / Pop Bottles (2007)

5 Stars Stunna / Pop Bottles (2007)

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  • Title: Pop Bottles
  • Album: 5 Stars Stunna
  • Year: 2007

Lyrics:

Birdman feat. Lil' Wayne - Pop Bottles
[
Intro: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Lil' Wayne]
Okay start straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models, shut up bitch swallow
If you cant swallow, shut up bitch gargle
Straight up out the water wit my Mark Jacob's goggles
Im fresher than a muf**ka, yup Im a muf**ka
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I shall take her tongue from her
Cant you tell I love woman, like no other woman
Oh Im sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Birdman]
Now as I recline behind my desk
I aint got a lot of nikes but I got a lot of checks (money)
Got my own shoe brand new on the set
Went from sittin in a cell to sittin on a jet
From shittin in a cell to shittin on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets (too many bets)

I made too much money I aint made enough yet
So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (shawty)
So many niggaz from my hood on they back
So many niggaz from ya hood on they back
Thats why we so paid and it be like that
I rather pop a bottle, befo I pop a gat

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

[Verse: Birdman]
Yea, only sippin red champagne
White-tee red hat red bandana
Uptown, choppers struck upon ya
F**kin wit the Birdman we f**kin yo companion
F**kin wit my son and we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, bitch start dancin
Stunna man back so you know the circumstances
And Im cookin up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin)
All my cars automative automatic
No lie, we dont even drive no askin
Uptown we packin and we stackin (believe that)
Young Money Cash Money we the champion

[Hook: Birdman (Lil' Wayne)]
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya) brrr
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models} (uh-huh) believe that
{Start with straight shots and then pop bottles} (ya)
{Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models}
Okay we poppin champagne like we won a championship game
(Look like I got on a championship ring)
Cuz I ball hard (no bitch we ball harder)
I am the Birdman (and Im the J.R.)

un duo ki dechire tt ! birdman et lil wayne ....une tuerie !
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 June 2008 at 11:23 AM

Edited on Saturday, 14 June 2008 at 2:34 PM

Tha Carter III / Lollipop (2008)

Tha Carter III / Lollipop (2008)
Paroles Lil' Wayne - Lollipop

I say he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So i let her lick da rapper

She say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop (yeah)
She say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop (yeah)
She say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop(yeah)
She im-------like a lollipop

Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in da club
Shawty wanna hump
U know i like to touch
Ya lovely lady lumps
(She lick me like a lollipop)

Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in da club
Shawty wanna hump
You know i like to touch
Ya lovely lady lumps

Ok lil mama had a swagga like mine
She even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel right when its wrong like lyin
Man she aint never had a luv like mine
But man i aint never seen a ass like hers
Dat pussy in my mouth had me lost for words
So i told her back it up like burp burp
And i made dat ass jump like jurp jurp
And dats when she

Say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop (yeah)
She say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop (yeah)
She say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop(yeah)
Shawty say im-------like a lollipop

Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in da club
Shawty wanna hump
You know i like to touch
Ya lovely lady lumps

Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in da club
Shawty wanna hump
You know i like to touch
Ya lovely lady lumps

Okay after you back it up then stop
Drop it shawty
Dra-Dra-Drop it like its hot
Ooohhhh!
Dra-Dra-Dra-Drop it like its hot
Do do do it shawty
Don't stop

Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't shit,
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't this,
Shawty said the nigga that she with can't hit.
Well shawty I'ma hit it, hit it, like i cant miss

And you can't do this
And you don't do that
Shawty need a refund, needa bring that nigga back
Just like a refund, I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back, because I like that

Shawty wanna thug (Yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (Yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
Ya know I like to touch
ya lovely lady lumps

Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick like a lollipop
Shawty say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop (yeah)
Shawty say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop (yeah)
She say im l-l-l-l-l-l-like a lollipop(yeah)
So I let her lick the wrapper(like a lollipop)

Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
Ya know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Shawty...

Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Ca-Ca-Call me so I can get it juicy for ya

Shawty wanna thug (Yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (Yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
Ya know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps

Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop
Shawty lick lick lick me like a lollipop (lollipop)
Shawty wanna lick me, lick me like a lollipop
So I let her lick the wrapper
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
Ya know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps

I get her on top, she drop it like it's hot
And when I'm at the bottom, she hit me red bottom
The middle of the bed, give and gettin head, give and gettin head, give and gettin head

I said a hmmmmm... I like that
Said a hmmm... yeah i like that
I said a hmmmm I like that
Hmm..mhmm...hmm...

Call me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya

Shawty wanna lic-lic-lic-lick me like a lollipop (Hahahahaha)
She she licked me like a lollipop (lollipop)

He so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper so i let her lick the rapper (lollipop



Sa c du son!! number 1 au states...! et ouai !!
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# Posted on Saturday, 14 June 2008 at 10:40 AM

Edited on Saturday, 14 June 2008 at 2:32 PM