samedi 26 septembre 2009

Rick Ross feat. Nelly & Avery Storm - Here I Am



[Chorus]
I got a bunch of dollars
I can spend them on her
Cause she can be my lady,
She can be my lover
Call me on the late night,
Get right he ain't acting right
Every super woman needs a super man
Here I am

[Verse 1]
Sight seeing we might be in the
Codra port or that new white BM
Home from FAMU with a gorgeous face,
Next semester she transfer to Florida state
Cooking like home-etch for financial aid.
I highly doubt she has problems with financial aid .
Remember mean time my finance is straight
I even open up the doors to the panantial states Boss
She used to fight with her moms,
Till I sat em both down
Now she's tight with her moms (what?)
Yeah I put the ice on her arm,
Now she know she getting sliced
Spending nights in Milan (yeah)
We still blow weed together,
Cheated on her but we still gone be together
With the house on the water hit the beach whenever
She's from the north and still can't believe there whether Boss

[Chorus]
I got a bunch of dollars
I can spend them on her
Cause she can be my lady,
She can be my lover
Call me on the late night,
Get right he ain't acting right
Every super woman needs a super man
Here I am

[Verse 2]
Hear I am and here I go
Why you looking for that other
When you got the best?
The previous was a test for ya,
Now you in the big leagues
A black Steinbrenner who
Wouldn't wanna play for me?
Ya last man was a chump
And you can tell him I said it
He was talking a lot at first,
But you can see that dead it
You can see I ain't sweat it,
Hell ill even call him my self
And tell him I dead it naw
Please don't confuse me miss
I'm tryina see if I could put you
On my Christmas list
I hope you ain't offended by this
But I think your ass fine as shit and
That's straight up real talk, all bullshit
Aside she replied
"I Like To Do The Wild Thang"
Action took place at my place
Now my place is her place

[Chorus]
I got a bunch of dollars
I can spend them on her
Cause she can be my lady,
She can be my lover
Call me on the late night,
Get right he ain't acting right
Every super woman needs a super man
Here I am

[Verse 3]
Mo better mo cheddar not the man
Off your clothes last sweater (what)
Hoe getter gorilla f**k chuffers,
I went and got mo killers boss
I rock with Niggas like Fabulous cause
He tell the truth baby like Fabulous
But you make it look glamorous
Here's spaghetti strapped heals not for amateurs
Risk quite rocky, talk like foxy, job like roxy,
Spark that broccoli walk quite aky
Let me sexy I will save you if you let me.
Fly with me, get high as me
I love the alphabet girl I'm a G
Time will tell, Rolex watches
We show stoppas, hoes just watching

[Chorus]
I got a bunch of dollars
I can spend them on her
Cause she can be my lady,
She can be my lover
Call me on the late night,
Get right he ain't acting right
Every super woman needs a super man
Here I am

Gran Turismo 5 X Mercedes Benz SLS AMG

Gran Turismo 5 X Ferrari 458 Italia

samedi 19 septembre 2009

Chuck Berry feat. John Lennon - Johnny B. Goode

Wow, il y a vraiment des trésors sur youtube!

Drake - Best I Ever Had



You know a lot of girls be thinkin' my songs are about them
This is not to get confused, this one's for you

Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it

'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
She make me beg for it till she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time

I say you the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had, I say you the fucking

Know you got a roommate, call me when it's no one there
Put the key under the mat, and you know I'll be over there
I'll be over there, shawty, I'll be over there
I'll be hitting all the spots that you ain't even know was there

Ha and you all ain't even have to ask twice
You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice
Always felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life
Have a nigga thinking that he met you in a past life

Sweat pants, hair tied, chillin' with no make-up on
That's when you're the prettiest, I hope that you don't take it wrong
You don't even trip when friends say you ain't bringin' Drake along
You know that I'm working, I'll be there soon as I make it home

And she a patient in my waiting room
Never pay attention to them rumors and what they assume
And until them girls prove it
I'm the one they never get confused with

'Cause baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it

'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
She make me beg for it till she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time

I say you the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had, I say you the fucking

Sex, love, pain, baby, I be on that tank shit
Buzz so big, I could probably sell a blank disk
When my album drop, bitches will buy it for the picture
And niggas will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister

Magazine, paper, girl, but money ain't the issue
They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial
She call me the referee 'cause I be so official
My shirt ain't got no stripes but I can make your pussy whistle

Like the Andy Griffith theme song
And who told you to put them jeans on
Double cup love, you the one I lean on
Feeling for a fix then you should really get your fiend on

Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot
Every single show she out there reppin' like a mascot
Get it from the back and make your fucking bra strap pop
All up in yo slot until the nigga hit the jackpot

Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it

'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up
She make me beg for it till she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time

I say you the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had

I say you the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the fucking best, you the fucking best
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Best I ever had, best I ever had

Uh, uh yeah, see this the type of joint
You got to dedicate to somebody
Just make sure they that special somebody
Young Money
Ya, ya, you know who you are, I got you

mercredi 16 septembre 2009

50 Cent feat. Ne-Yo - Baby by me



sorti jeudi dernier, donc lyrics sont approximatifs

[50 cent]
Have a baby by me baby, ??be a millionaire?? *repeat few times to lazy to count

[Ne-yo]
Imma play no games, when im in that thang
come see what i mean (Come see what i mean, you see what i mean)
i said lil mama put me on (baby put me on)
bet im gon have you gone (see what i mean)

[50 cent]
First is her neck yea then her back
yeah im a freak, i get in all that
girl ??? like a pornostar ?? had nothing i just needed a little bit more
new music, new mood, new position
new erotic sounds its going down now listen
i could hear your heart beat
your sweatin
i could paint a perfect picture
i get deeper and deeper
i told cha i'd get chya
I'd work that, murk that, just the way you like it baby
turn a quickie in-to an all nighter maybe
your sexdrive it match my sexdrive
then we movin as fast as a nascar rides
switch gears slow down, go down, whoa now
you could feel every inch of it ??when we into it??
??i'd use my drug?? baby, a little sprung maybe
i had your head spinnin sayin 50 ????


[Ne-yo]
Imma play no games, when im in that thang
come see what i mean (Come see what i mean, you see what i mean)
i said lil mama put me on (baby put me on)
bet im gon have you gone (see what i mean)

[50 cent]
Have a baby by me baby, ??be a millionaire?? *repeat few times to lazy to count


[50 cent]
Girl welcome to "give me what you got and gimme more"
baby you could start on top or on ??floors??
you know i like it when you get in to it
dont nobody do it uh like i do it
feel a rush from my touch
get intoxicated, drunk off my love call it hennessy thug
passion u laughin i make you smilin on the regular
tell me what you want shawty thats what imma get you
yo i need you to be what i need more than liquor and weed
i need you to make, me a ??seed?? i need you to give me a reason to breath
i need you im tellin this so u know what i need
id be a part time a full time lovers, a meant to be lova
dont matter which way it go, im oh so gutta
girl you could get it however you want, get it, im feeling you still feelin you right now, get it

[Ne-yo]
Imma play no games, when im in that thang
come see what i mean (Come see what i mean, you see what i mean)
i said lil mama put me on (baby put me on)
bet im gon have you gone (see what i mean)

[50 cent]
Have a baby by me baby, ??be a millionaire?? *repeat few times to lazy to count

samedi 12 septembre 2009

Birdman ft. Drake & Lil Wayne - Money To Blow



Drake]
I am on a 24 hour champagne diet
Spillin while i’m sippin it
Encourage you to try it
I’m probably just saying that cause i dont have to buy it
The club owner supply it
Boy i’m on that fly shit
I am what everybody in my past don’t want me to be
Guess what i made it
I’m the muthaf-cking man
I just want you to see come take a look
Get a load of this n-gga
Quit frontin on me
Don’t come around and try come gas me up
I like runnin on E
I, I, I,
Im on my Disney shit goofy flow
On records i’m captain hook and my new car is roofio
Damn
Where my roof just go
Im somebody that you should know
Get to shakin somethin cus thats what Drumma produced it for
Yes i make mistakes that i don’t ever make excuses for
Like even girls that love me and Constantly seducing hoes
I’m losing my thoughts i say damn
Where my roof go?
Top slipped off like Janet at the super bowl,
I got em

[Chorus]
they can’t help it, and I can’t blame ‘em
Since I got famous but b-tch, I got money to blow
Im gettin it in, letting these bills fall
All over your skin
Got money to blow oh oh oh oh

[Birdman]
Richer than the richest
We certified gettin it CM YM Cash Money business
Higher than the ceiling fly like a bird hit the gucci store
And later get served
We smoked out with no roof on it
Them people passin so we smash on them
Ballin out we keep the cash on deck
Lamborghini and the Bentleys on the V-set
Louie lens iced out with the black diamonds
Car of the year Ferrari the new Spider
No lie i’m higher than i ever been
Born rich born uptown born to win
Fully loaded automatic 6 Benz
Candy paint foreign lights with my b-tch in
Born hustlin too big n-gga to strive me up
Cant stop me more money burn em up

[Chorus]

[Weezy]
When I get paid every 24 hours money and the power
Come to VIP and get a Champagne Shower
I don’t have to worry because everything ours,
and I got a big bouquet of Mary Janes Flowers
That kush I promise Thats My Dude
But we don’t smoke that Reggie Bush
And I’m with two women make you take a second look
We poppin like Champagne Bottles But We Never Shook
and We Goin Be Alright If We Put Drake On Every Hook

[Chorus]

Lupe Fiasco feat. Matthew Santos - Shining Down



look up in the sky
look up in the sky

you thought I was down
you thought I was gone
that I went around
thought I left you alone

but look up in the sky
just look up in the sky
see that I'm everywhere
shining down on you

well well, is it our little author
coming back humming his hymns a little altered
your attention put back on the flow like the department of water
taking off of the door like Little Walter(?)
Chess yes baby i'm Jerry Lawler
rebel with a cause, outlaw with a lawyer
judge jury like a loop(?) rap name Lupe
but my daddy named me warrior
this is a memorial

you thought I was down
you thought I was gone
that I went around
thought I left you alone

but look up in the sky
just look up in the sky
see that I'm everywhere
shining down on you

no, i ain't the nigga trying to get a liquor line
when i be scripting lines, want this petition signed
it says i'm sick of dying, sick of this prison time
i really love my people i'm sick of pimping mine

now if we autotune that shit
we can hear the songs from that opera grown fat b*tch
tellin us not to pursue it just to shoo it like a blacksmith
we trapped and movin round in circles like it's chapstick

and that's the same encircled way of thinking that we chat with
well wrap this like around your head like the bandanas
Fabolous used to wrap his hat with
rather be in FEDS instead of National Geographics
well I'm not having it

you thought I was down
you thought I was gone
that I went around (?)
thought I left you alone

but look up in the sky
just look up in the sky
see that I'm everywhere
shining down on you

so i say hello and this is for the third time
to everybody out there that ain't never heard lines
and if you have then you know you ain't never heard lyin
Lu don't move no cowards (cow-words), you only heard lions
not a facade cherisher i'd rather have the scars
i don't idolize america, i'm dancing with the stars
all of them yeah they are too
you look up and all of us shining down on you

Fabolous - Breathe



WOO!
WOO!
WOO!
BREATHE!

[Bridge]
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta BREATHE
One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta BREATHE
Then you gotta (gasp)
Then you gotta (gasp)

[Hook I]
Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too
Some shoes, gotta be 20 man
It's not even funny they can't BREATHE
The choke holds too tight
The left looks too right
You know what? You right
These bitches can't BREATHE

(Hook II)
Look look, they hearts racin'
They start chasin'
But I'm so fast when I blow past
That they can't BREATHE
In the presence of the man
Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man
You betta BREATHE

You niggaz can't share my air
Or walk a mile in the pair I wear
And I'm gettin better year by year
Like they say Juan do
Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines through
And I pace myself
I know these money hungry bitches wanna taste my wealth
But I keep em' on a diet
Embrace they health
Or either keep em' on a quiet
And space myself
And just take a deep breath
I got em' grabbin' they chest
Cuz it's hurtin' em' to see Fab in his best
And they in they worst
They rather see me lay in the hearse than lay in the back
And I ain't just layin a verse
I'm sayin the facts
I came back with some sicka stones
That got these broke niggaz lookin at me like they chokin' on a chicken bone
Every chick I bone
Can't leave the dick alone
So I know
It's one of them everytime I flip my phone

[BRIDGE]

[HOOK I]

[HOOK II]

I see em on the block when I passes
Lookin like they need oxygen mask-es
I make it hard to BREATHE
But I keep the glocks in the stashes
Cuz the cops wanna lock and harass us
And make it hard to BREATHE
They has to react
Like havin' a asthma attack
When they see the plasma in back
You dudes are wheezin' behind me
My flow is like a coupe, breezin at 90
That's the reason they signed me
It's quick metaphors and hard punches on the cuts
Feels somethin' like hard punches to the gut
How I address the haters and under estimaters
And ride up on them like they escalators
They shook up and hooked up to respirators
On they last breath talking to investigators
I'm a breath of fresh air
And a fresh pair
Face it boo and do it till your face get blue
And then BREATHE

[BRIDGE]

[HOOK I]

[HOOK II]

When the crew walk in it
Pop a few corks in it
As quick as a tick in a New York minute
Catch a breath, fore u catch a left
Even worse, catch a Tef
Only way u catch a F
To the A-B, its in the maybe
Rollin with my baby
Grippin on a toy that you won't find in +KayBee+
I rhyme slick on ya
I'm a have to put the Heimlich on ya
What you know bout lettin' dimes lick on ya?
While you inhale the weed
And it won't stop till they inhale ya seed
And it don't stop I tell em' to breathe
Like a doctor with a stethoscope
I don't see no fuckin hope
Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE

Yeah, Brooklyn gotta
Uptown gotta
the Bronx gotta
Queens gotta
Staten Isle gotta
You niggas gotta
You bitches gotta
Everybody BREATHE

One and then the two
Two and then the three
Three and then the four
Then you gotta.. BREATHE
Then you gotta..
Then you gotta..
BREATHE
Oh* BREATHE
BREATHE
Oh* BREATHE
BREATHE
BREATHE
Oh* BREATHE
BREATHE

The Clipse feat Pharrel - I'm good



[Pharrell]

Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay...Yeah!
Yeah...Hahaha....
Ay, Yeah...Yea
Yeah...Hahaha...Ow!

[Chorus]

You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought, my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out?
Ay buddy I'm good.
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see?

Two hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah the rims match
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see? (Looking good...)

[Pusha]

Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new
Swimming through the streets, looking like I'm Shamoo
In that big body, with the wet paint
I got some pocket change, from selling wet weight
Today is a good day, ice cubes on my chest
Looking at my Blackberry, freak hit me on the text
Come and beat it up, I just need a minute
You can K ya ass, you ain't gotta lay in it (Yes!)
Niggas don't like it when you looking good
Hate it when you shining through the neighborhood
Brand new ride, niggas know the time
Hoes cut they eyes--we call them samurais (martial arts ad lib)
Fly as I could ever be
A level of success that you could never see
You jealous mane, we in propellas mane
Think about it, ain't shit you could tell us mane.

[Chorus]

You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought, my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out?
Ay buddy I'm good.
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see?

Four hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah my rims match
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see?

[Hook]

You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah it's on me
Don't it tell ya I'm good?
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see? (I'm looking good)

[Malice]

Crusin' on them 22s, got me sitting pretty
You should hear that engine purr, here kitty-kitty (Yea!)
Ride through the city, everybody know meh
And the sun is out, it's like it's shinin' on meh
Shoutin' out the homies, as I breeze by
I'm on cloud 9, and I ain't even high
Told my shawty I'll be back and I ain't even lie
Them VVS' be the best money can buy
I see you flirting baby, them jeans is painted on her
Mama looking right, and I don't even want her
No need to take it personal, but that just how it be
No disrespect to you, I'm just enjoying me
Finally I'm free, all my dues paid
Them yellow diamonds got the charm like it's Minute Maid
And I'm lookin' good, and I'm feeling good
Try an' stop my shine--I wish a nigga would

[Chorus]

You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought, my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be out?
Ay buddy I'm good.
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see?

Four hundred dollar jeans, with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride, hell yeah my rims match
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see?

[Hook]

You can test it out ma, tell me what you see
Order what you want, hell yeah it's on me
Don't it tell ya I'm good?
What that tell ya? I'm good.
What they tell ya? I'm good.
What she tell ya? I'm good.
What you see? (I'm looking good)

[Pharrell Williams]

I'm looking good.
I'm looking good.
I'm looking good.
Yeah...yeah...yeah...yay...
(repeat until song ends)

lundi 7 septembre 2009

Kanye West - Drive Slow

feat GLC, Paul Wall, and T.I.



Kanye West]
My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'll leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his Daytons in his hand, keys in his hand
Reason again to let you know he's the man
Back when we rocked Alieses, he had dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How he get the cash the day his father passed away
Left him with a lil somethin, 16 he was stuntin'
'Al B. Sure' nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit Lakeshore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least bout 80
Boned so much that summer, even had him a baby
See back back then then if you had a car
You was the Chi-Town version of Baby
And I was just a virgin, a baby
One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy
I used to love play my demo tape when the system yanked
Felt like I was almost signed when the shit got cranked
We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall
They had they Lincoln's and Aurora's, we was hurtin 'em all
With the girls alot of flirtin' involved but dog..
Fuck all that flirtin', I'm tryin' to get in some drawers, so
Put me on with these hoes homie
He told me, 'Don't rush to get grown, drive slow homie'

[Chorus: Kanye West]
Drive slow, homie
(Drive slow)
You never know, homie
About these hoes homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
What it do?
I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trunk wavin
The candy gloss is immaculate, its simply amazing
Them elbows pokin wide on that candy 'Lac
Trunk open, screens on, neon's lit with 5th relaxed
I'm on a mission for dime pieces and sexy ladies
Allow me to introduce you to my CL Mercedes
It's a star-studded event when I valet park
Open up my mouth and sunlight illuminates the dark
You see them 4's crawlin, you see them screens fallin
The disco ball in my mouth insinuates I'm ballin'
I'm leanin on the switch, sittin crooked in my slab
But I could still catches boppers if I drove a cab
A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla
Ridin' somethin' candy-coated crawlin' like a caterpillar
I'm tippin' on them 4's, I'm jammin' on that Screw
I'm lookin' for them hoes baby, what it do

[Chorus: Kanye West (GLC)]
Drive slow, homie
(Turn your hazard lights on when you see them hoes)
Drive slow, homie
(If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go)
Drive slow, homie
(Live today, cause tomorrow man, you never know)
You never know, homie
Might meet some hoes, homie
You need to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie

[Kanye West]
My car's like the movie, my car's like the crib
I got mo TV's in here than where I live

[GLC]
And that don't make no sense, but baby I'm the shit
And everything I flip, you know it's somethin serious
I got the custom grill, I got the Bravis rims
I got the baller genetics baby this evidence
You see a player flickin', and how you ain't convinced
That you should go on and kiss it, just a lil bit (just a lil bit)
I wearin my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
My canary's is gleamin', through my angel wings
They see me, hoes actin' like they seen a king
With that mean lean, smokin on that finest Cali green
My woodgrain oak, I'm ridin on Vogues
My cylinder quiet, like tip-toes
I sold O's, and this I know
When you see them hoes, lil homie drive slow [echoes]

[Tony Williams harmony ad-libs]

[T.I.]
Lookin' at the life through my rearview, all the problems I had
Could be seen alot clearer after time had passed
Known for livin' so fast, they wonder how he don't crash
With 220 on the dash, he constantly mashin'
(Why don't he slow down?) They be constantly askin'
But me in the fast lane is like metal and magnets
Now I ain't tryna say that it's the way of the masses
But it, so hard to change, I love this shit with a passion
Since me and Sigel cuttin' classes, showin' our ass
Shootin' out in broad day in the middle of traffic
I remember sellin' crack faster than I could bag it
A shame I ain't playin' with you shorty, I ain't braggin'
Me and Cap got life, some other folk got blasted
Had a partner OD'd and after this all happened
It's like the only thing that kept a pimp from cryin' and laughin'
And the Lord smiled on me at the end of the madness
I never thought that I'd make it this far rappin'
For introducin' the youth to what we now call trappin'
Considered now a classic, who'da imagined?
Me in Milano, gettin' models in next year's fashions
So nowadays, they can call me old fashioned
But it's way too much cash to see blue lights flashin'
So I guess the moral of this here class is
Life about who make it now not about who make it the fastest

Drive slow homie
Dri, uh dri slowly

I Can't Let You Do That Star Fox

Je sais pas pourquoi, mais cette photo me fait toujours sourire

Pour plus d'infos sur le pourquoi c'est drôle...

samedi 5 septembre 2009

En écoutant le satellite

Dans ma Nissan Versa, j'ai la radio satellite gratuite jusqu'à fin octobre et c'est très pratique pour découvrir des nouvelles tracks HipHop.

Voici ce qui retient mon attention en ce moment avec liens youtube



Je me permets de citer Kanye:

I hit the strip club and girls get extra hype,
you hit the stip club and girls turn extra dyke

vendredi 4 septembre 2009

Grand Theft Auto IV: The Ballad of Gay Tony

Faut que je finisse Lost & Damned aussi!!!!!!!!!

Musique du trailer = Eric Prydz - Pjanoo

Un des meilleurs Trailers de jeux vidéo, easy!