IRC-Galleria

[Verse 1- The Game]
Get a blunt, roll the weed, light it up, nigga,
Sippin on Gin and Juice fill up your cups, nigga,
The Westcoast back crackin' like it's 94',
So bitch get on your knees and give me head like it's 94',
And don't come up for air 'til the beat drop,
I'm the Doctors Advocate, call it a sneak peak,
at the mudafukn Detox, Take note grab a pen,
And let the world know the west is ridin' again,
I Graduated from Dre's school, top of my class,
Treat my switches like my bitches got me dropping that ass,
Still bangin' the chronic like doggiestyle came with it,
And I roll a sticky on my bitch back while I hit it,
I done been there, done that, had beefs and won that,
5 million records on 1 plaque, I hung that,
Still got Dr. Dre low ridin' in the 64',
When you see us, throw it up for the fukin' Westcoast.

[Chorus]
My heart beat for the Westcoast,
We grow the best weed in the Westcoast,
We low ridin' in the Westcoast,
So im'a die throwin up the Westcoast.
My heart beat for the Westcoast,
We grow the best weed in the Westcoast,
Still low ridin' in the Westcoast,
You should take a trip and visit the West coast.

[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg]
Check game, im'a show you how to bang,
Uncle Snoopy is it true you from that 20's gang
All the time neph', I gotta let my nuts hang,
A chest full of chains a left han' wit' a pinky ring,
I'm in a steeler caps, Swisha Sweets peel em back,
My lil' hood rat, baby got that mini mack,
Baby got that 20 sack, baby got plenty that,
Whatever you send it's my nugga, we gonna send it back
Im in the club, with the snub, getting' love,
with 20 thousand Crips and 20 thousand Bloods,
And we don't give a fuck about none of ya'll,
And when you hit the city, you better holla at the Big Dogg,
I done seen niggas hit LA and get dey chain snatched,
Then they call me up, beggin' me to get dey chain back,
What I look like the mudafukin' Police?
It's certain rules you got to follow, when you in these streets,
Especially when it comes to this Cali shit,
And I ain't talkin' bout hangin' in the valley, Bitch,
Gang bang niggas all up in the alley, Crip,
On some real talk nigga we the real Westcoast.

[Chorus]
My heart beat for the Westcoast,
We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
We low ridin' in the Westcoast,
So im'a die throwin up the Westcoast.
My heart beat for the Westcoast,
We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
Still low ridin' in the Westcoast,
You should take a trip and visit the West coast.

[Verse 3 - Xzibit]
Damn, I heard blue rag niggas ain't fukin with the red rag niggas,
On the Westcoast (Fuck you mean),
shit from what I seen, red and blue can make green,
Black wallstreet and X-o-leen,
Since jelousy breeds hatred, hatred breeds violence,
Violence breeds enemies more permanent silence,
California alliance, is more important than ever so throw it up,
We low ridin' together (YEAH!)
Make the Westcoast rise forever, esse's B's and C's represent your letter,
Got Game the go getter, Xzibit the rhyme spitter, Snoop Dogg the boss,
We gangster at all costs, yall niggas is so soft and pussies so fuck off,
For one of my niggas draw that hammer and dump off,
This kush you gon' cough, (Cough, Cough)
Yeah inhale the smoke, Bandana hang,
Bang the coast my nigga.
West Coast

[Chorus]
My heart beat for the Westcoast,
We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
We low ridin' in the Westcoast,
So im'a die throwin up the Westcoast.
My heart beat for the Westcoast,
We pull the best weed in the Westcoast,
Still low ridin' in the Westcoast,
You should take a trip and visit the West coast


3x Westcoast

Sometimes you just feel tired, feel weak

When you feel weak, you feel like you just wanna just give up

But you gotta search within you, try and find that inner strength

And just pull that shit out of you, and get that motivation not to give up

And not be a quitter no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face.



Verse: Eminem



Till I collapse I'm spillin' these raps long as you feel 'em

Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killin' 'em

Cuz when I am not, then I'ma stop pinnin' 'em and

I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem

Subliminal thoughts, when I'ma stop sendin'

'em, women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hock venom

Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not

Get the illin' to stop, amoxacillin's just not real enough





Verse: 50 Cent



Now don't think I won't hit you, cause I'm popular

I got a P-90-Roog that'll pop at ya

Catch you slippin' I'm a give ya what I got for ya

My clip loaded for 16 shots for ya

Ya'never had a hot gun on ya waist or blood on ya shoes

Cause a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you

Homie you ain't been through

What I been through

You not like me

And I'm not like you

I'm like a animal when I spit it's crazy

Got semi-autos that put wholes in niggas tryna play me

One shot is not enough, you need at least an oozie to move me

After 4 bottles of don

The kid start feelin' woozie

I write my life

You write what you've seen in gangsta movies

I'm gangsta to the core, nigga you can't move me

I find my space at the top

I got this rap shit locked

I've never heard of you

You've heard of me, I'll murder you

Spit shells at your convertable

As long as you notice

Richard Poor hallows still go through ya door

This is war

You scared of me

Your not prepared for me

The Kid is back

50 Cent I know you like that





Verse: Eminem



The criminal cop killin' hip-hop villiana

Minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners

Your comin' with me, feel it or not you're gonna fear it

Like I showed ya the spirit of God lives in us

You hear it a lot lyrics to shock,

Is it a miracle

Or am I just a product of pop fizzin' up?

Fa shizzel my wizzel, this is the plot

Listen up,

You bizzels forgot slizzel does not give a fuck







Chorus: Nate Dogg



Till the roof comes off,

Till the lights go out

Till my legs give out

Can't shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out

And my high burn out

I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse

Till the roof comes off

Till the lights go out

Till my legs give out

Can't shut my mouth

Till the smoke clears out

Am I high, perhaps?

I'ma rip this shit till my bones collapse









Verse: Eminem



Music is like magic, theres a certain feelin'

You get when you're real,and you spit and people are feelin' ya shit

This is your moment,

and every single minute you get try'n hold on to it

'cuz you may never get it again

So while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can

And when your run is over

Just admit when it's at its end

'Cuz I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in

I got a list

Here's the order of my list that it's in -

It goes Reggie, Jay-Z, TupacÂ… (Echoes)





Verse: 2Pac



Where my thugs at



Huh, increase the doses, bustin whoever closest

Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus

I`m makin money moves manditory

In a discussion my past records tell a story

Picture niggaz we rushin and still bustin

til the cops come runnin, duck in abandoned buildings

Ditchin my gun, homeboy the motherfuckin villain

I live the lifestyles of drug dealers, but now legit list

So I laugh til I cry, when the law come get me

No baby momma drama, nigga miss me, why plant seeds

in a dirty bitch, waitin to trick me, not the life for me

Livin carefree, til I`m buried - and if they dare me

I`m bustin on niggaz until they scurry, I`m clearly

a man of military means in my artillery

Watchin over me through every murder scene

From adolescence, to my early teens, thought we was gonna die

Sellin dope to all the fiends, at times I wanna cry

And still, we try to change the past, in vain

Never knowin if this game`ll last, feelin ashamed

of cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul?

Got tired of small time livin, niggaz tellin me no

I got MINE, FUCK THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that`s the mentality

Jealous-ass bustaz (2x)



I know you niggas been waiting for this shit for a long time

well here it is nigga here it is





Chorus:





Verse: 2Pac



No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef til I burn

Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned

And in turn I`m hostile guess you could call me anti-social

Niggaz shakin like they caught the holy ghost when I approach em

Try to politic, before I smoke em, like Sun Zu

Niggaz do unto these snitches, before it`s done to you

And if the cops come arrest me in the evening

best believe they comin for my dogs in the mornin

And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug

Tell me will my niggaz mourn me?Gettin blowed out

High, watch me murder the bird, before he testify

Strikes, walkin close to my third, I live a trouble life

And if you dream be a part of my team

From Long Beach to Queens, drug dealers to ex-fiends

Keep yo` eyes on the prize, nigga watch for bustaz





Chorus





Verse: Eminem



Soon as a verse starts I eat at an MCs heart, what is he thinkin'

About to go against me?,smart

And it's absurd how people hang on every word

I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve

But I'll never be served, my

Spot is forever reserved

If I ever leave Earth

That would be the death of me first

'cuz in my heart of hearts I know nothin' could

Ever be worse that's why I'm

Clever when I put together every verse

My thoughts are sporadic, I act like

I'm an addict

I rap like I'm addicted to smack,

Like I'm Kim Mathers

But I don't wanna go forth and back in constant battles

The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers

So this is like a full blown attack I'm launchin'

At them, the track is on some

Battlin' rap who wants some static

'Cuz I don't really think that the fact that

I'm Slim matters

A plaque and platinum status is wack if I'm not the baddest





Chorus





[Eminem & Nate Dogg]



Outro: Until the roof, (Until the roof)

the roof comes off (The roof comes off)

Until my legs, (Until my legs)

give out from underneath me,

I, I will not fall,

I will stand tall

Feels like no one can

beat me

The concept of fashion is the one to blame,
Painting the portrait of conviction-less existence,

Well, it must be difficult being so gorgeous,
Well, it must be difficult claiming to be the kings and queens
but it's all of nothing,

This shall pass, megalomania, (repeat)

Congratulations on mutilation for a life,

I'm gonna hope for you, I'm gonna pray for you amongst the reckless and the black,
Salvation lies within,
I'm gonna hope for you, I'm gonna pray for you amongst the reckless and the black,
My time is your's my friend,

We all find ourselves so horribly weak,

Here's an offering, Here's an offering
Offering, Offering

Mikä toi on?
Tää on Suzuki PV mä oon viistoist vee
ja on hinku päästä ajelee.
Vaan visiirin puute mun päätäni palelee.
Tää rima alenee, mut armoa anelee.
Mut mihin sul on kiire?
Mun aika on nytte, mä tööttään niin kauan,
et vittu väistytte.
Mus on kasvuvaraa ja mä näytän sen mun tekstiileil.
Oon nexti leveli, se on mä joka sun pestin vei.
Hei pleieri tsekkaa mun enää
Miks?
Mut on luotu räppäriks, beibi.
Mä oon sitä mitä hoppipäät haluu
Hoppipäät hyökkää mikki kiinni läppäris (Je!)
Se on helppoo kun sen osaa, dusaa, musaa
Mun pitää muutta tota osaa, (Joo)
tai ehkä tää on on valmis näin.
Mun pitää dokaa en voi mennä mainostaan tätä nettiin selvinpäin.
Mihin sä oot menos?
Vittu, väärä ramppi.
Kuumeinen otsa ja niskassa kramppi.
Ego koki kolarin, soita pollarille,
must tuntuu et nyt mentiin mopol motarille.

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Put, put, put, ei oo koneessa vääntöö,
ei tää oo säätöö, tää on hienosäätöö.
Väännä, väännä sun stonga täyskääntöö.
Mä poikkesin tänne vaan vahvistamaan sääntöö.
Aja varovasti. (3x)
Kehäl tyhjä tankki ja alla Honda Monkey.
Aja varovasti. (3x)
Tukos kaks-tahti pumpussa, hirvees sumpussa,
mut tunnustan.

Ai, sinä taas.
Mä taisin löytää oman ääneni,
multa ei kysytty kun lakei tääl säädettiin.
Mä sain välittömästi vihat päälleni,
päättäjät hirteen, mä sekosin lääkkeisiin.
Mikä sua painaa?
Vittu maailman tila, systeemi on paska ja ympäristö pilal
Ja mistä se johtuu?
Eikse käyny tost jo ilmi,
mul on ton tehtävänä tuijottaa totuutta silmiin.
Räp-laiffi kaduttaa, en ihannoi valuuttaa,
mä alotan tän kaiken iha alusta.
Nyt mä palan ihan oikeesti halusta,
enkä puhu enää mun kalusta, oikeesti.
Kun mulla on sanottavaa, se kaikkeen oikeuttaa.
Laatuu voi olla ihan mitä vaan paskaa,
mun oma kehu haisee hielle.
Mä posotan ilman pottaa moottoritielle nyt.

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Whats up Fresh , its our turn baby

Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats OK, cause I'm still fly

gotcha car play gems on shine, said its mine, get a mink, baby girl lets ride
You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide
and go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length leather, Burbons cooler, Coogi sweater
twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy I fly in any weather
Alligator seats with the head in the
inside
Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly
Numba 1 don't tangle and twisle
when it come to these cars I am that nigga
The Gucci with the matching interior
3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle
Its Fresh and stunna and we like brothers,
We shine like paint daddy this our summer

Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats OK, cause I'm still fly
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause I'm gon' ride
got everything in my moma's name
but I'm hood rich da dada dada da


Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck ?
Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya butt
See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani,
With Your baby momma playa is where u can find me
Pushing through the parking lot on 24's Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose
With the navigation arrow headed straight to your spot
Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot
Put the Caddy up, Start the 3 wheel Benz
Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens
Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat
T.V. where the horn go, boy can you top that ?
I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button
The trunk went Eh-eh and all of a sudden
4 15's didn't see no wire's, and then I heard boom from the amplifiers

[Breakdown]

Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins
Impala Loud pipes, Drinking that Hen
Its the birdy birdy man ill do it again
In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's
Looking at my Gucci its about that time
6 bad broads flying in at 9
New Suburban truck with the porno showin'
Up and down and up they go and
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus You know with that hard top beamer
Mommy thats your truck
I'm coming up the hood been lovely
New shoes on the whip and I wake up the bubbley
430 lex with convertible top
the rims keep spinning every time I stop
I got a superman Benz that I scored from shaq
With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back

Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats OK, cause I'm still fly
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause I'm gon' ride
got everything in my moma's name
but I'm hood rich da dada dada da

Get krunk, get drunk, get fucked up. Throw your hands in the air, that's whats up. Now pass me the forty girl. I need to get drunk before it's over girl! So don't you take this drink from me. I will knock you down on your knees. And make you lick my penis up and down, up and down...

Up and down, back and forth, I'm making you my whore. Up and down, back and forth, girl you will be my whore...

I'M SO FUCKED UP! I'M SO BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH! WHAT THE FUCK! I'M SO FUCKED UPppppppp...

Girl I'm too drunk to drive. Will you take me home tonight. You can be my sugar dumpling muffin baby punkin pie! So look into my eyes. Do you really think I lie. Girl I'm not kidding when I say I need a fucking ride!!!

Drink up, drunk slut, you catch up. I'm too fucked up to stand up. I don't drink to impress myself. I drink to wake up in your girlfriends house. And when I wake up in her bed. I tell that bitch to give me head. I make her lick my penis up and down, up and down...

Up and down, back and forth, I'm making you my whore. Up and down, back and forth, girl you will be my whore...

I'M SO FUCKED UP! I'M SO BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH! WHAT THE FUCK! I'M SO FUCKED UPppppppp...

Girl I'm too drunk to drive. Will you take me home tonight. You can be my sugar dumpling muffin baby punkin pie! So look into my eyes. Do you really think I lie. Girl I'm not kidding when I say I need a fucking ride!!!

Girl, you know me. I'm O.G. I will never fuck your friends. You and me. We can be. Lovers till the very end. (FUCK THAT!)

Girl I'm too drunk to drive. Will you take me home tonight. You can be my sugar dumpling muffin baby punkin pie! So look into my eyes. Do you really think I lie. Girl I'm not kidding when I say I need a fucking ride!!!

Why don't you take me away(x3). I don't want to leave without you...
Continued (x4)...

all I ever wanted
was to see you smiling
I know that I love you
oh baby why don't you see

all I ever wanted
was to see you smiling
all I ever wanted
was to make you mine
I know that I love you
oh baby why don't you see
that all I ever wanted
was you and me

all I ever wanted
was to see you smiling
all I ever wanted
was to make you mine
I know that I love you
oh baby why don't you see
that all I ever wanted
was you and me


(drum'n'bass)

I'm so alone
here on my own
and I'm waiting for you to come
I want to be
a part of you
think of all the things we could do

and everyday, you're in my head
I want to have you in my bed
you are the one, you're in my eyes
all I ever wanted in my life

[ x3 ]
all I ever wanted
was to see you smiling
all I ever wanted
was to make you mine
I know that I love you
oh baby why don't you see
that all I ever wanted
was you and me


your all I ever wanted

Orava herää aamulla
on unia nähnyt vessapaperista
Katsoo peiliin vessapaperiseen
Ja harjaa hampaat vessapaperilla
Pyyhkii perseen alushousuihinsa
Lähtee töihin vessapaperitehtaaseen

(Orava)
Minne meet
(Orava)
Mitä siellä teet
(Orava)
Taistele iskuun viimeiseen

(Ha ha ha
Staying alive)

refräng:
Vessapaperiorava
Se on melkoinen orava
Vessapaperiorava
seikkailee vessapaperimaassa
(2x)

Tupakkatauolla orava
käärii sätkän vessapaperista
Ajaa kotiin vessapaperiautollaan
Orava katsoo pornoa
pyyhkii mällit pöytäliinaansa
Menee vessapaperisänkyynsä nukkumaan

(Orava)
Minne meet
(Orava)
Mitä siellä teet
(Orava)
Muserra voimat pimeyden

(YMCA!)

refräng (2x)

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