Demi Lovato – La La Land ft. Nita Strauss (Rock Version) (Lyric ) Letra Demi Lovato Demi Lovato – La La Land ft. Nita Strauss (Rock Version) (Lyric )
I am confident, but I still have my moments
Baby, that’s just me
And I’m not a supermodel, I still eat mcdonald’s
Baby, that’s just me
Well, some may say I need to be afraid of losing everything
Because of where I had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything’s the same
In the la la land machine
Machine, machine
Who said I can’t wear my converse with my dress?
Well, baby, that’s just me
And who said I can’t be single and have to go out and mingle?
Baby, that’s not me
No, no
Some may say I need to be afraid of losing everything
Because of where I had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything’s the same
In the la la land
Tell me, do you feel the way I feel?
‘Cause nothing else is real in the la la land appeal
Well, some may say I need to be afraid of losing everything
Because of where I had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything’s the same in the la la land machine
Well, I’m not gonna change in the la la land machine
I will stay the same in the la la land
Machine
Machine, machine
I won’t change anything in my life
(I won’t change anything in my life)
I’m staying myself tonight
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@lucawts, @DENIZWS & andrei – LEGALIZAM (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO) Letra sadboi club @lucawts, @DENIZWS & andrei – LEGALIZAM (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
SStrofa 1: 6ase Luca
Fug de percheziționare, exact ca de dracu
Că știu că dacă o să mă prindă, o să-mi rupă capu’
Să mă bage pe mine și pe ai mei, la pușcărie
Și ăsta nu e viitoru’ care mi se rezumă mie
Că pun mie peste mie, și fac banii-ntre golani
În jocu’ ăsta întotdeauna, a fost vorba de bani
Că fac banii într-o seară, cât fac alții într-o lună
Și-am zis o dată pe lună, să ducem o viață bună
Am o mie de băieți pe stradă care vor să știe, de ce pula mea suferiți de șmecherie?
Nu stau să pierd timp, fut cе târfă-mi place mie
Și orice ar fii un șmеcher, la gardă nu scrie
Facem bani, ne vedem de ale noastre
Fac gramele astea verzi, să devină sute albastre
6 6 vine garda, se sparge tot cartieru’
Cineva a sifonat, și-au venit să ne facă felu’
Refren: 6ase Luca
Legalizăm iarba, facem petiție
Că și câinii de pe stradă, fug de câinii de poliție
Că nu suntem în Bronx, e românește
Aici nu te-mpușcăm, o rezolvăm bagabonțește
Legalizăm iarba, facem petiție
Că și câinii de pe stradă, fug de câinii de poliție
Că nu suntem în Bronx, e românește
Aici nu te-mpușcăm, o rezolvăm bagabonțește
Strofa 2: DZWS
Nu mă mai zbat, că am 100 pe cap
Mă sună 2 3, alo, apelu’ ratat
Multe bancnote, multe rute, mulți nu știu cum le fac
Să mor, la noi te-mpinge statu’ să te duci la furat
Nu-s rasist, nu țin cont, român sau țigan
Baruri de ciocolată, de prin Afganistan
Nu iau nimic la zdreanța asta, îi iau lu frate-miu un trancan
Ăștia vor să ne alergăm, de-aia pun banu’ pe ban
Nu dau pe beat, de nu mă rupe deloc
Mă-nchid în studio, nu plec până nu e foc
Nu stau să fac discuții fără rost, eu nu sunt bufon
Să mor, bubui ca teroriștii, doar apăs un buton
CNA, pot să înjur? Pot să vorbesc?
Mă simt ca negrii, cu atitudine din ’90
Milioane, sute de mii, câteva mii sute zeci
Descrescător, altitudine, din statistici mai vechi (Să mor)
Refren: 6ase Luca
Legalizăm iarba, facem petiție
Că și câinii de pe stradă, fug de câinii de poliție
Că nu suntem în Bronx, e românește
Aici nu te-mpușcăm, o rezolvăm bagabonțește
Legalizăm iarba, facem petiție
Că și câinii de pe stradă, fug de câinii de poliție
Că nu suntem în Bronx, e românește
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Nas – 1-800-Nas-&-Hit ( Lyrics Letra) Letra Nas Nas – 1-800-Nas-&-Hit ( Lyrics Letra)
Intro
No, my brother, you’ve got to buy your own
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Verse 1
Yo, it’s like the box sets, Star Wars, Fast & Furious franchises
Six projects, six sagas, it’s hood science
4 A.M. infomercials tellin’ you where to buy it
1-800-Nas&Hit, all six like a greatest hits
No, my brother, you got to cop your own
Whether we did diamond or hardly sold
We did it for our soul
Hop out the V and park by Neiman Marcus
Hope I don’t see a snatch and grab
They shop for free, I pay the charges (Straight up)
If Huey was a rapper, he would say some wild things over a sample
Think about it, shh
If Malcolm was a rapper, he would say some shit over the breaks
Come out with nеck snappers, I promise, shh
They would bе singin’ the same song as me
Probably not killed by the CIA or the industry
Know where black hands be on black Glocks
No backstabs or sad plots, we let them rot
Chorus
1-800-Nas&Hit, don’t call us with no politics
And when you talk to us, make sure you talk to us with common sense
This one is Goliath, big, leaped over a giant bridge
Called my counterparts, I told ‘em they gotta try this shit
Let’s win, let’s win
Let’s win, let’s win
Verse 2
Finally killed the King’s Disease, I see what a genius see
Unclutter your mind for once, let me set the scenery
Put down the diamonds and blunts, put down the wine and the cups
Put your ideas in play, it ain’t what it seem to be
Don’t get stuck in the Hollywood shuffles
Did a show, they snuck in the trailer and stole the duffle
You thinkin’ major, they thinkin’ tiny, they tried to Deebo
Please don’t remind me the reason I bought these Desert Eagles
Got Ron Isley age difference on my missus wishes
Hit a store the receipt look like a Christmas wish list
Cougars waist trainin’, salute, amazin’, ain’t it?
Health, I praise the single mom life, casual datin’
I can put a love story on the silver screen
Then put this song in the trailer, you see it in between
The nightly news and the shows you be watchin’ on the sofa
She text me, “Come over, let’s play your discography”
She in disbelief just from my 2020s run
I’m the inspiration, I ain’t gotta look for none
This one is Goliath big, leaped over a giant bridge
Called my counterparts, I told ‘em they gotta try this shit
Bridge
We holdin’ leadership conferences, haha, yeah
For the hood, for the kids
Let’s win, let’s win
Let’s win, let’s win
Outro
Credits roll
Six albums, in how many years?
We havin’ fun, a crazy run, time flies
Dial the number, 1-800-Nas&Hit
That’s, 1-800-Nas&Hit, leave us a message
Let us know when y’all want us back again
We’ll spin the block to be there for you
Nothin’ but love, Hit-Boy on the boards
Your man, the maestro himself, Mr. Jones
It’s just natural like that’s what it gotta be
Shout the engineer, David Kim
I know we been drivin’ you crazy, you like, “What? Again?”
Another one, you just like, “When do y’all take a break?”
Shoutout to Gabe, Big Double, Peter
My man Ant Saleh, did you ever imagine?
Ayo, shout out to my man Big Hit, just came home
He already takin’ over the whole shit, you know?
Shout out to C3, that’s third generation
You be in here goin’ crazy in the studio havin’ fun, watchin’ cartoons
Playin’ video games while we recordin’, vocalin’
That’s my man, shout out Big Des and Knight
It’s all about the next generation
That’s what we here for, the next generation
Of course to Jung, the crew, the family
Big Lef, Modo, Jav, Kevinsky
My geysers, Che, what up?
All my peeps, yeah (And Haz, Haz)
I said Haz (You said Haz?) yeah, let’s hear it back
Hazimoto, too many to name
Em, the company
Exit, what up? Mass Appeal
Annie, everybody, thank you
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Javi Mendoza x @frankawad x @DominiqueIlie – Conocerte Remix ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Javi Mendoza Javi Mendoza x
Check out the lyrics the full song with official video to listen to, Learn to sing this song. available for all countries Song lyrics not found: Submit the lyrics of this song.In the form! letras2.com
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ZillaKami x SosMula – FUNNY ( Lyrics Letra) Letra City Morgue ZillaKami x SosMula – FUNNY ( Lyrics Letra)
[Chorus]
It’s Funny How Nobody Wanna Be With Me
Its Funny How I Feel Better At Home
It’s Funny How You Could Be So Ignorant
I’m Laughing Cus You Gonna Be Alone
It’s Funny How Nobody Wants Me To Win
Its Funny How I Feel Better At Home
It’s Funny How You Could Be So Ignorant
I’m Laughing Cus You Gonna Be Alone
[Zillakami Verse]
Okay Okay You Gonna Die Today
I Shoot You Shoot We Both Go Out In Flames
I Can Tell You Cannot Roll With Me
I’m Jack The Ripper Or Just An Alcoholic Who Can Handle All This Liquor
And I Know You Want Me To Pass Away
Pull Up Because I Am Feeling The Same Way
Glocky With A Beamer Rifle With A Scope On
You Gonna Point It At Me Squeeze The Shit I Hope Huh
[Chorus]
It’s Funny How Nobody Wants Me To Win
Its Funny How I Feel Better At Home
It’s Funny How You Could Be So Ignorant
I’m Laughing Cus You Gonna Be Alone
X2
[SosMula Verse]
All These Drugs It Got My Feelings Cold I Did To Much I Feel It In My Soul
On The Run From Parole Ain’t Going Back To The Hole They Gotta Kill Me If I Go
I Got The Stick N 30 On Me
Got Them Bodys Dirty On It
We Aint Turn In My Condolence
We Just Burning My Opponents
We Just Swerving In The Stolen
Off The Percys N Im Rolling
Big Burner N Its Blowing
Got Em Murdered He Was Trolling
Bitch I’m Purging Like The Omen
Never Hurd Em Ion Know Em
Maybach Curtains Get To Rolling
Im A Murk Em When Its Snowing
This The Pay Back You Aint Knowing
Get Yo Face Crack Now Its Swollen
Got My Face Mask Like Its Snowing
Hit The Brake Pads N Keep Going Lyrics, Letras, Paroles, Deutsche, Letras, Testi,Тексты, Texty, Norske, Текстови, Versuri, Persian, Liricí, Lirik, Nederlandse, Tagalog
Nas – Jodeci Member ( Lyrics ) Letra Nas Nas – Jodeci Member ( Lyrics )
Ta-da-da-da
Ta-da-da-da
Ta-da-da-da
Like a nigga theme music uh
Uh
I flex, I found someone she text account number, no sex
I bounced on her, not yet
But while summer, I bet
I get my next child from her
Have a baby by me playin’ as loud as I wanna
My checks, they pile, runneth over
Older guys be mad like I stole their lives
Some of these young boys tight like I had their wives
Realize that’s not real, it’s only in your mind
The real recognize real type of time
Real man ain’t supposed to be in his feelings, that’s a crime
Half the time I pay attention to all these rappers lyin’
Real man, they’re supposed to be postin’ up all the time
I take somethin’ you slept on and make it mine
I hit the party scene, they thought I was DeVante Swing
My introduction to that name, they thought I was a Jodeci member
Now when I stroll through the center, I’m lookin’ more like the owner
Opposed to a beginner, she need to try the winner
Vibes only, uh
Try me like new shoes, try me like new clothes
A color you never wore
Try me like vegan food, I’ll show you what we can do
So you ain’t sad no more, a love you ain’t had before
Try me, try me, try me
I’ll show you, show you, show you
Keep twenties on you, not hundreds, you spend less
And balanced like a one-wheel unicyclist uphill
Inclining up the Eiffel and shit
One lady told me cut my hair, one lady likin’ my twists
One shawty said that I should put her on a cypher to hit
Any time I feel, instead I said, she can sell natural diet pills
With an acquired skill, she might hit a lick
Put a fine girl in the studio, you might get a hit
They just like us, snipers, who the slickest, quickest
It’s a cycle, try us, it’s the beginnin’
Witness the good dude who wouldn’t try enough
Gang could’ve had it all
Denim and leather, no bike club but tatted arms
Try me like stayin’ off your phone with some real shit goin’ on
Try me like some threads in the fittin’ room
Try me like puttin’ new art on the wall in the living room
Saturday morning vacuum tryin’ out a new rap tune
Vibes only, uh
Try me like new shoes, try me like new clothes
A color you never wore
Try me like vegan food, I’ll show you what we can do
So you ain’t sad no more, I love you ain’t had before
Try me, try me, try me
I’ll show you, show you, show you
Yungeen Ace – Roadkill ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Yungeen Ace Yungeen Ace – Roadkill ( Lyrics Letra )
Intro
Yeah
Verse
Uh, they ask how I’m this
…
Two door coupe, it’s a ‘vette (It’s a ‘vette)
Broke a bitch heart with a text (With a text)
Stacking my bands, I don’t flex (I don’t flex)
I wish that I never met her
I’m in Miami at Future house
I could go back with Gavinci now
Gotta be careful what I mention now
‘Bout one of you dead, you missing out
?, I’m floating now
I’m on the shrooms, I’m tweaking now
?, they got the Forgi’s
My bitch, she bad, she gorgeous
I just took a sip of something
I’m super lonely (I’m lonely)
I just took fucked up
I don’t know where I’m going (Don’t know where I’m going)
…
Young Cardi – HELL ( Lyrics Letra ) Letra Young Cardi Young Cardi – HELL ( Lyrics Letra )
CHORUS:
Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left
I got no where to hide
Cuz I’m trapped in my mind
And I’m wondering why I feel like death
Oooh, look what I did to myself
Woah, this life is giving me hell
Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left
VERSE:
Tell me why
I’ve been tryna hold on
When it’s all in pieces oh-oh-oh
All the lies
That you kept a secret
Thinking I won’t see shit
PRE-CHORUS:
Oh
Baby you know imma get the bag
Now that your gone
I got plenty women and they calling up my phone
Tell mе why these bitches try and takе me
Out my zone, out my zone
CHORUS:
Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left
I got no where to hide
Cuz I’m trapped in my mind
And I’m wondering why I feel like death
Oooh, look what I did to myself
Woah, this life is giving me hell
Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left
Nas – Pretty Young Girl ( Lyrics ) Letra Nas Nas – Pretty Young Girl ( Lyrics )
The levee busted
New Orleans
A catastrophe
America, how long we got?
‘Cause I’m tryna find her
Is that you?
Ayo, anyway
With no longer delay
That boy Nasir and Chauncey
Long braids, brown eyes
Weight 135, she like 5’5
I see them thighs on her
Make me want to multiply
She’s a queen, her dad a G, I know he rocked to Nas
And I, uh
She was so fly
Like she come from Queens or maybe L.I.
I tried to find that woman
No later than tomorrow
Her body shaped like a Jean Gaultier perfume bottle
When I find her, I’ma roll through
Smooth in the Ghost coupe
Make shorty hop in, listen to BIG’s vocals
See if I get a sign of intellectual
See if she rude, if she wild, if she sexual
If we caught a vibe, that’d be incredible
We probably break box springs, near hot springs like we on edibles
I would fit her in my schedule
If she is for real solid, nothing else is acceptable
Slide up to Malibu, paddleboats in Pacific Coast
Having her swim in Atlantic water, it’s less cold
I make her listen to poetry, hit a jazz club
Asked her would she’d leave if I was down to my last dub
I gotta find that girl
What block she be on?
Heard she was last seen in Rome
Plane-hopping in Florence
I think she right for me and I don’t even know her
I mean the one time I seen her she was naturally glowing
That’s why I made this song, told the label promote it
So she can hear it
‘Cause even if she don’t like rap
This still gon’ find her right where she’s at
The one with
Long braids, brown eyes
Weight 135, she like 5’5
I see them thighs on her
Make me want to multiply
She’s a queen, her dad a G, I know he rocked to Nas
And if you’re listening right now
You know what to do
Post this up right now
@ me
Sleepy Hallow – Cash & Chow (Lyric ) Letra Sleepy Hallow Sleepy Hallow – Cash & Chow (Lyric )
Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
(Oh my Lord, it’s Great John)
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that shit, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy, now she double backin’
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Baby, I’m not one of those
Uh, I can’t be trustin’ these hoes
Uh, I put my trust in the dough
Feel like Uzi, I rock and roll
She said she love me, I already know
Said she love me, girl, I gotta go
I’m with my muddies, I’m back on the, uh
I’m with my muddies, I’m back on the road
Wait, I feel like Cash and Chow
It’s too slizzy when I get around
She get it up and I’m puttin’ it down
Said she never been to Pound Town
And she not alone, yeah, she came a buddy
My bitch bad ‘cause I know it get ugly
And I’m gettin’ deady, I feel like a mummy
Empty heart, you should fill it with money
Comedian guy, he keep thinkin’ he funny
I’ma laugh when you turn to a duppy
Don’t be cappin’ like you really love me
Don’t be actin’ like you really- wait
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that shit, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma
Give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Give me your heart, I’ma
Give me your heart, I’ma
She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that shit, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy, now she double backin’
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it