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Hey!
Suche von Grafh "My Soul" und / oder andere von der Autografh EP. Kann mir da einer helfen? Bei den oben aufgeführten Links hab ich nichts gefunden.
Danke im Vorraus!
peace
Suche von Grafh "My Soul" und / oder andere von der Autografh EP. Kann mir da einer helfen? Bei den oben aufgeführten Links hab ich nichts gefunden.
Danke im Vorraus!
peace
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Hey Leute,
ich suche von Optik Schweiz den Text "Was geit" und "Nummer 1" ich hoffe mir kann hier jemand weiter helfen - gründliches Suchen hat mich nicht vorran gebracht. Übersetzen würd ich mir das auch selber (zumindest versuchen) aber ich bräuchte den Text dafür erstmal vor Augen ^^
Und ich suche bei der gelegenheit gleich auch noch Kaisa & Basstard - Das jüngste Gericht.
Danke schonmal im vorraus
MfG
vnmweibchen
ich suche von Optik Schweiz den Text "Was geit" und "Nummer 1" ich hoffe mir kann hier jemand weiter helfen - gründliches Suchen hat mich nicht vorran gebracht. Übersetzen würd ich mir das auch selber (zumindest versuchen) aber ich bräuchte den Text dafür erstmal vor Augen ^^
Und ich suche bei der gelegenheit gleich auch noch Kaisa & Basstard - Das jüngste Gericht.
Danke schonmal im vorraus
MfG
vnmweibchen
Hallo Leute..
Ich brauche dringend Hilfe..
Ich hab den übelsten Ohrwurm und ich kann den Track net zuordnen..
Im Refrain singt jemand wie ein Opernsänger, von wegen Nichts als Lügen und so..
Ist glaube ich von nem Rapper namens Tuur oder Thur..
Der Trackname ist in Latein oder so..
Bitte helft mir..
Danke im Voraus
greeeeTz
°°MaLLe°°
Ich brauche dringend Hilfe..
Ich hab den übelsten Ohrwurm und ich kann den Track net zuordnen..
Im Refrain singt jemand wie ein Opernsänger, von wegen Nichts als Lügen und so..
Ist glaube ich von nem Rapper namens Tuur oder Thur..
Der Trackname ist in Latein oder so..
Bitte helft mir..
Danke im Voraus
greeeeTz
°°MaLLe°°
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kenn jetzt nur Tua der es vom namen sein könnte, wüsste jetzt aber nicht was für ein track das sein könnte.
wo hast du denn den track gehört?
wo hast du denn den track gehört?
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suche Camron - Harlem streets
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Harlem Streets Lyrics
» Cam'ron
Killa (Killa)
Dipset man
Aye yo you know I've been all over the mother****ing world man
But ain't no place like Harlem man
(Let) me break it down man
[Verse 1]
We tie dynamite to the rhino type. Whine you might find yo sight
Sell the information for a dime a white, that China China
I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor
Elder fella, lookin for that shine, Ill shine ya
My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya
Madonna momma, body bottle, your fine, I'm finer
Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom remind her
Diamonds blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong
Gotta get it right ma, we gon get along
Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong
First visit warn, day job tick a tron
Night time, missed the mom, bootleg cris and don
Brother Chris and Don, and they sister calm
They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shits the bomb
Ima hit my man, tellem you my bigga pawn
The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the intercom
You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm
And they father come from a long lista dons
And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers
And if the cops come, I just hit amnesia
But I give you an earful, it's tearful
Told my mother I hustle, and she said be careful
[Chorus]
Why I feel like I'm loosin weight?
Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin weight
My lifes based upon, what Imma do this year
Cop a boat, Hop a layer
Now the army suits cute wit my chocolate Airs
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a toller Typ under the world
[Verse 2]
Everybody like Cam got the recipe now
Not them three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
Specially equities, wreckin we smile
In the fear tech the tech and use the tech that we wile
The tech with the septa, Receptive affiles
Hectic, heckle a koch, Helicopters on the set of my sales
Nah, I ain't gon be imbedded in jail
Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog
I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals
And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit
You get a dumb ho, and get dumb happy
Go to the gun show, get gun happy
Stuck, killed, mugged, milt
Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk
Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells
We the Midwest gun cartel, toller Typ
Ya, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
See dog? Rap is my aim
But I'm a hust-ul-a, in my heart, trapped is the game
A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that remains
It wasn't rap, it was crack that got the racks on the Range
Look dog, don't be askin for dames, see
Playboy, I don't own that man
In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man, shit
And when I rap it ain't no punchlines
I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
N o timeouts homeboy, just one time
If they find that stashbox, just one time:
Shit, they'll put the dogs in the trunk
Side of the road, holding you up, cold as a ****
They want that button, Lunge it and push it
Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run in the bushes
That's how I play mine, jump over the grapevine
Take my chances, one on one with the k9
Stealin a clip, for anyone squealin they lips
**** y'all if y'all ain't feeling the dips
[Chorus]
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suche Camron - Harlem streets
Harlem Streets Lyrics
» Cam'ron
Killa (Killa)
Dipset man
Aye yo you know I've been all over the mother****ing world man
But ain't no place like Harlem man
(Let) me break it down man
[Verse 1]
We tie dynamite to the rhino type. Whine you might find yo sight
Sell the information for a dime a white, that China China
I'm behind the diner, selling marijuana to a minor minor
Elder fella, lookin for that shine, Ill shine ya
My mind designa, you a dime, I dine ya
Madonna momma, body bottle, your fine, I'm finer
Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
Then I hime and grind her, 'til her mom remind her
Diamonds blind her, visions gone, kiss her palm
Turn her on, lift her arm, notice that her wrists is wrong
Gotta get it right ma, we gon get along
Said how don't trip, but yo the trick is wrong
First visit warn, day job tick a tron
Night time, missed the mom, bootleg cris and don
Brother Chris and Don, and they sister calm
They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shits the bomb
Ima hit my man, tellem you my bigga pawn
The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to hit the intercom
You know kisses mom, she gave him wisdom charm
And they father come from a long lista dons
And I get it cheaper, I cop bricks like sneakers
And if the cops come, I just hit amnesia
But I give you an earful, it's tearful
Told my mother I hustle, and she said be careful
[Chorus]
Why I feel like I'm loosin weight?
Why I ain't got no money? If I'm movin weight
My lifes based upon, what Imma do this year
Cop a boat, Hop a layer
Now the army suits cute wit my chocolate Airs
You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair
Still the sweet in me, nothing they can do to me
I made sure my mother and girl, is smothered in pearls
When a toller Typ under the world
[Verse 2]
Everybody like Cam got the recipe now
Not them three girls I got to be Destiny's Child
Specially equities, wreckin we smile
In the fear tech the tech and use the tech that we wile
The tech with the septa, Receptive affiles
Hectic, heckle a koch, Helicopters on the set of my sales
Nah, I ain't gon be imbedded in jail
Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog
I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals
And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit
You get a dumb ho, and get dumb happy
Go to the gun show, get gun happy
Stuck, killed, mugged, milt
Tone flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk
Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells
We the Midwest gun cartel, toller Typ
Ya, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains
See dog? Rap is my aim
But I'm a hust-ul-a, in my heart, trapped is the game
A test of my frame, tapped to my brain, affects that remains
It wasn't rap, it was crack that got the racks on the Range
Look dog, don't be askin for dames, see
Playboy, I don't own that man
In any way homeboy, you a grown ass man, shit
And when I rap it ain't no punchlines
I be on the highway dirty, crunch time
N o timeouts homeboy, just one time
If they find that stashbox, just one time:
Shit, they'll put the dogs in the trunk
Side of the road, holding you up, cold as a ****
They want that button, Lunge it and push it
Soon as they lunge it and push it, I run in the bushes
That's how I play mine, jump over the grapevine
Take my chances, one on one with the k9
Stealin a clip, for anyone squealin they lips
**** y'all if y'all ain't feeling the dips
[Chorus]
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D.O.E. - Botton To The Top
....helft mir ma jungens
....helft mir ma jungens
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MY LIFE von PROOF bw D12. Ist von 2003..auf demselben mixtape is auch been a hoe drauf
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Ich suche den Songtext von
Taichi feat. Jaime - Boyz In The Hood
mich intressiert eigentlich nur was sie sagen....
"Wir war'n Boyz in the hood, wir haben häufig ge??????"
da letzte Wort?? was genau sagen die da?
Ansonsten, hammer Lied!!!
Taichi feat. Jaime - Boyz In The Hood
mich intressiert eigentlich nur was sie sagen....
"Wir war'n Boyz in the hood, wir haben häufig ge??????"
da letzte Wort?? was genau sagen die da?
Ansonsten, hammer Lied!!!
Manuellsen
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[Lloyd Banks]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
50 I'm hungry as a mother****er
[50 Cent]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
Cent
[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down, here he come
[9 Shots]
[Banks and 50]
Many Ahh, ohh, what the ****!?
[50 Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!
Men
[Intro: 50 Cent - singing]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
Wish I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
Death And niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in toller Typ for ****ing with me
Songtexte My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Songtext Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Lyrics Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Lyric Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Liedertexte
[Verse One]
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
Liedertext Go on and get your refund mother****er, I ain't dead
Alle I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
50 I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
Cent When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
Many I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Men Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Wish Got a temper toller Typ, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
Death I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Songtexte
[Chorus - singing]
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Songtext Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Lyrics Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Lyric Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Liedertexte
[Verse Two]
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Liedertext Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Alle Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
50 This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
Cent For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Many Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
Men I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Wish Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Death Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Songtexte
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
Songtext I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
Lyrics In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
Lyric The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
Liedertexte I ain't gonna spell it out for you mother****ers all the time
Liedertext Are you illiterate toller Typ? You can't read between the lines
Alle In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
50 Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
Cent 'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't ****ing breathing ****
Many
[Chorus]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
50 I'm hungry as a mother****er
[50 Cent]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
Cent
[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down, here he come
[9 Shots]
[Banks and 50]
Many Ahh, ohh, what the ****!?
[50 Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!
Men
[Intro: 50 Cent - singing]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
Wish I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
Death And niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in toller Typ for ****ing with me
Songtexte My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Songtext Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Lyrics Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Lyric Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Liedertexte
[Verse One]
Now these pussy niggaz putting money on my head
Liedertext Go on and get your refund mother****er, I ain't dead
Alle I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
50 I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
Cent When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
Many I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Men Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Wish Got a temper toller Typ, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
Death I walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Songtexte
[Chorus - singing]
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Songtext Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Lyrics Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Lyric Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Liedertexte
[Verse Two]
Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Liedertext Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Alle Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
50 This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting trees and cigars
Cent For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Many Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
Men I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Wish Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Death Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Songtexte
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
Songtext I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
Lyrics In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
Lyric The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
Liedertexte I ain't gonna spell it out for you mother****ers all the time
Liedertext Are you illiterate toller Typ? You can't read between the lines
Alle In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
50 Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
Cent 'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't ****ing breathing ****
Many
[Chorus]