la vie de famille

la vie de famille
j'kiffe trop cette série
jregardais tout le temps quand j'étais ptite!!
il me fait trop délirer steve urkel mdr

ptite pensée pour Michelle Thomas qui jouait le role de Mira(sisi la fille folle amoureuse de steve urkel!!avc le tapis; les rideau etc avec sa tete dessu mdr) qui est morte en 1998.. rest in peace
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# Posté le jeudi 29 juin 2006 13:17

Modifié le lundi 24 décembre 2007 06:13

THA DOGG POUND oO° I DON'T LIKE TO DREAM ABOUT GETTIN PAID °Oo

THA DOGG POUND oO° I DON'T LIKE TO DREAM ABOUT GETTIN PAID °Oo
°Oo I DON'T LIKE TO DREAM ABOUT GETTIN PAID oO°

Verse one: dat nigga daz

Working l.a
Tryin to get paid tha right way
But somehow the right way don't pay
I'm comin home late every night
Gotta struggle an fight
Wit tha baseheads on tha late night hype
Tryin to creep in tha house
Through tha cut
For what
So I won't be seen by none of the homies
But tha homie nate dogg spots me
And say yo what's happenin
No you don't know me no more
When ya pass me tha satin
I said ah naw it ain't like that g
I'm trying to go straight
And have a j-o-b
You need to quit that faggot ass job
That's what he said
Showed me his grip and took some satin to tha head
Damn that nigga had at least two g's
And he was clockin it wit so much ease
I told him I was gone so I'm headin in tha house
Everybody knocked out
So I'm locked out
I go back to tha front
Where my homies is hangin at
They offer me a cabby sack
So I can start slangin dat
They say you ain't a hustler
I say don't doubt it
Hold dat thought
And I'll think about it
Because

Chorus: nate dogg

[I've been dreamin to long, to long, to long]
I don't like to dream about gettin paid

Verse two: dat nigga daz

The thought's complete so let me take a seat
Since I was born and raised on tha streets
I quit tha job I had
Caught myself a sack
Went from a double of fifty into a ceno stack
Within a week but my peak wouldn't reach
I was gettin too known on tha north side of long beach
Niggas got to trippin and I thought I heard it
So I went to tha hood
On twentieth and murder
I came up quick with some homies dat I knew from way way back
And bid my sack
Or maybe it's seven
Or was it eight hundred strong
In other words daz had it goin on
I bought myself a bucket
That's right a bucket bitch
Who you fuck in my car on my dick
My lifeself switched a bit
But my attitude didn't
I told all my old bitches good riddance
Cos when you got money hoes come automatically
And no hoes don't do nothing but cause some static see
I went from khakis to guess braids to a fade
I'm not special ed but I had it made
Livin tha life of a baller care free
Havin bitches dyin to sleep wit me ya see
But I went bankrupt from all the spending and gamblin
Business was gettin slow
And I wasn't handlin
Mine tha way I was supposed to
Now I'm broke and on a jack mission
So don't get close to
Tha d-p-g gang cause we scandalous when we broke
We get tha doggs in in us
We get ta actin like some

Chorus

Verse three: nate dogg, kurrupt

Last night I had a dream
Felt so good it had to be
Me and my homies were gettin paid
Man oh man we had it made
Some homies want to roll wit me
Some homies claim insanity
Well if you want to set trip I will
If you don't want to drop be still

Damn
I can't believe this
But you can best believe this
Today
I'm on another mission to get paid
Serve what I can serve right [right]
So my pockets will stack up
Nigga don't trip
Nigga back up [hold up]
I gots to react off the first impulse I find
But my mama thinks I should take my time
And work for mines
But how much work would it take
And how much money would I make
Wait
Theres somethin I gotta think about
But I ain't got that much time
Moms want a nigga out tha house
I ain't gettin no younger
I'm only gettin older
I'm only
Thinking about what my mama told me
Now I'm a dogg pound gangsta for life
And the fact that I'm out to get paid twice
I ain't nuttin nice
Down to slang or pull a heist
Jack or break mutha fuckas on the dice
That's real
Now what should I do
Just chill when it's time to peel caps and adapt to kill
I've concealed tha concealed
So I've maintained for tha salary
And my mentally is raw from tha door
I go hard from tha door
Up against all odds
Always down to squab
Dogg pound for life
I survive til 95
Day after day makin hits wit d-a-z
Ta get paid yeah yeah yeah

Chorus
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# Posté le jeudi 29 juin 2006 13:19

aaliyah

aaliyah
Aaliyah Dana Haughton


REST IN PEACE
REST IN PEACE
REST IN PEACE
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# Posté le jeudi 29 juin 2006 13:27

Modifié le dimanche 06 juillet 2008 14:13

the predator

the predator
1- THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL (INTRO)
2- WHEN WILL THEY SHOOT?
3- I'M SCARED (INSERT)
4- WICKED
5- NOW I GOTTA WET'CHA
6- THE PREDATOR
7- IT WAS A GOOD DAY
8- WE HAD TO TEAR THIS______UP
9- ____'EM(INSERT)
10- DIRTY MACK
11- DON'T TRUST 'EM
12- GANGSTA FAIRYTALE 2
13- CHACK YO SELF (FEATURING DAS EFX)
14- WHO GOT THE CAMERA?
15- INTEGRATION (INSERT)
16- SAY HI TO THE BAD GUY
BONUS TRACKS :
17- CHECK YO SELF ('THE MESSAGE' REMIX)
18- IT WAS A GOOD DAY (REMIX)
19- 24 WIT AN L
20- U AIN'T GONNA TAKE MY LIFE
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# Posté le jeudi 29 juin 2006 13:29

Modifié le mercredi 12 décembre 2007 13:14

2PAC oO° KEEP YA HEAD UP°Oo

2PAC oO° KEEP YA HEAD UP°Oo
oO° KEEP YA HEAD UP °Oo

Little something for my god son Elija and a little girl named Koreem

Some say tha Blacker tha berry
Tha sweeter tha juice
I say, tha darker tha flesh and tha deeper tha roots
I give a hollar to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares, but don't nobody else care
I know they like ta beat ya down a lot
And when ya come around tha block brothers clown a lot
But please don't cry, dry ya eyes
Never let up
Forgive but don't forget girl keep ya head up
And when he tells you you ain't nothin
Don't believe him
And if he can't learn ta love ya, you should leave him
Cuz sister you don't need him
I ain't tryin ta gash up, but I just callem how I see 'em
Ya know what makes me unhappy
When brothers make babies
And leave a young mother ta be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman
And out game from a woman
I wonder why we take from our women
Why we rape our women
Do we hate our women ?
I think it's time ta kill for our women
Time ta heal our women
Be real to our women
And if we don't
We'll have a race of babies
That hate tha ladies that make tha babies
And since a man can't make one
He has no right ta tell a woman when and where ta create one
So will tha real men get up
I know your fed up ladies
But keep ya head up

Chorus
Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter


Eeewww child things are gonna get easier
Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter


I remember Marvin Gay, usta sing ta me
He had me feelin like black was tha thing ta be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tuff
I thought we had it rough, we always had enough
I often huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke tha rules
Ran with tha local crew and had a smoke or two
And realize momma really paid tha price
She nearly gave her life, ta raise me right
And all I had ta give her was my pipe dreams
Of how i'd rock tha mic and make it to tha big screen
I'm tryin ta make a dollar out of fifteen cents
It's hard ta be legit and still pay tha rent
And in tha end it seems i'm headin for tha penn
I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in tha wind
Last night my buddy lost his whole family
It's gonna take tha man in me
Ta conquer this insanity
It seems tha rain will never let up
I try ta Keep My Head Up and still keep from getting wet up
You know it's funny when it rains it pours
They got money for wars, but can't feed tha poor
Sad there ain't no hope for tha youth and tha truth is
There ain't no hope for tha future
And then they wonder why we crazy
I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby
We ain't meant ta survive, cause it's a setup
And even though ya fed up
Ya got ta Keep Ya Head Up
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# Posté le jeudi 29 juin 2006 13:32

Modifié le jeudi 03 juillet 2008 13:00