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Bài hát Đ. C. M. A (Đâu Cần Một Ai) (The Remix - Hòa Âm Ánh Sáng 2015) . - Tóc Tiên, BigDaddy, Touliver, Long Halo. Bao ngày qua đi những kỉ niệm ngày xưa tan vào hư vô. Em chẳng còn nhớ nữa. Chỉ còn
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go and P upon a tree. The people walk by and say, "Aiyy D M C". No no, no no, yo bro it is not me, right? I got to P, I got to P upon a tree, right. I got to P, I got to P upon a tree
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. She is I, irresistible. She is S, super sexy. She is C, such a cutie. She is O, oh, oh, oh. D. I. S. C. O. (x4). She is disco. She is D, disasters. She is I, impossible. She is S, super special. She is
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Peu importe ce qu'on donne. Un sourire, une couronne. A quelqu'un ou bien personne. Peu importe ce qu'on donne. Donner c'est comme recevoir. Mais sans s'en apercevoir. Comme quand on pardonne
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, c'est haut New York. New York you. S. A. . Time and Life Building oh! C'est haut. American Hotel oh! C'est haut. C. B. S. Building oh! C'est haut. Are. C. A. Building oh! C'est haut. First
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haram, ça parle de 'ul-c', de 'eins-s' et des gros, oui. À force d'être dans le haram, elle pose à poils sur Instagram. Elle fout la merde entre mes négros, elle fait zehma, c'est moi, j'ai les crocs. À
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RONALD'S. I ran down, my family tree. My mother, my father, my brother and D. Huh. Oh, y'all on that tip now huh?
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-D-M-C, that's where it's at 'cuz. Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps. In jeans, leather jackets, my Adidas and gangster hats A lotta fare, like I said, "Yo here we go". I'm tired of
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I'm going away baby. And I won't be back 'til fall. (Yea, yea, yea). If I find me a good girl. I won't, I won't, I won't be back at all. Girl what'd I say, I said C. , (C. C. Rider). C. C
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Bài hát Mon Ami M'a Quittée - Celine Dion. Mon ami m'a quittée. Je vous le ***. Ça devait arriver à moi aussi. Je le voyais rêver d'une autre fille depuis longtemps. Mon ami est ailleurs. Je ne sais
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was a kid, this is what I did. I grabbed a Penthouse, and then I hid. I peeked at the pictures, but never knew Run. There are a lot of def articles to read, too D. M. C. You'll find out in our
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G C G. Imagine a world where no music was playing. G D. then think of a church where nobody's praying. G G7 C G. if you've ever looked up at a sky with no blue. G D G. then you've seen a
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Hello world, here's a song that we're singin'. C'mon get happy. A whole lotta lovin' is what we'll be bringin'. We'll make you happy. . We had a dream we'd go travelin' together. We'd spread a
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Anyone who ever loved could look at me. And know that I love you. Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me. And know I dream of you. Knowing I love you so. . Anyone who had a heart. Would take
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rhymes I pop. For every race place color country county or creed. And all of the places that I MCed. B-Boy badness to the highest degree. And it can't be a boy unless you be D. You can't bust a cherry
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rhymes I pop. For every race place color country county or creed. And all of the places that I MCed. B-Boy badness to the highest degree. And it can't be a boy unless you be D. You can't bust a cherry
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rhymes I pop. For every race place color country county or creed. And all of the places that I MCed. B-Boy badness to the highest degree. And it can't be a boy unless you be D. You can't bust a cherry
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Song Walk This Way - Run-D. M. C. Now there's a backseat, lover. That's always undercover. And I talk 'til my daddy say. Said you ain't seen, nothin'. Til you're down on the muffin. And there's
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. Spins til you're dizzy. Born to get busy. Is he the Jam Master?. Isn't he, or is he?. And my name is D. M. C. The K-I-N-G. The car that I drive is called a Caddy. The drink that I drink is called O
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. Spins til you're dizzy. Born to get busy. Is he the Jam Master?. Isn't he, or is he?. And my name is D. M. C. The K-I-N-G. The car that I drive is called a Caddy. The drink that I drink is called O
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. Trooping for the feature we all get paid, so let's go. Yo, D that's me, the King, the MC. Rhyme get mine on the TOP. Can another MC ever rock this beat? Hell, yeah It's like the A the B to the C, it's
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your love. I'd be the only one girl. That you'd be thinking of. . If I was a guy. I would do lots of chicks. Yeah I would be so horny. And we'd think with our d**ks yeah yeah. . If I was a guy
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. ça fait du bien quand il pleut. Je m'raconte des histoires. En écoutant sa voix. C'est pas vrai ces histoires. Mais moi j'y crois. Mon mec à moi. Il me parle d'aventures. Et quand elles brillent dans
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beat? (Hell no!). Run-D. M. C. It's like the A the B to the C. It's easier than (1, 2, 3). (He's Jam Master Jay, I'm D. M. C. ). So hit it Run!. It's time for we to cease (So what?). So rhymers speak
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Let's begin, to talk. 1990, and this is what's goin' on. To the break of dawn. 24/7, Run-D. M. C. in effect, that's warning. All those weak-rhymin', rewindin' MC's That means you pause. My word
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Let's begin, to talk. 1990, and this is what's goin' on. To the break of dawn. 24/7, Run-D. M. C. in effect, that's warning. All those weak-rhymin', rewindin' MC's That means you pause. My word
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Voil?, c'est fini. On a tant ressass? les m?mes th?ories. On a tellement tir? chacun de n?tre c?t?. Que voil? c'est fini. Trouve un autre rocher petite hu?tre perl?e. Ne laisse pas trop couler
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C moon, C moon, C moon is she. C moon, C moon, C moon to me How come no one older than me ever seems. To understand the things I wanna to do?. It will be L7 and I'd never get to heaven. If I
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And this is the way. We rock the house Ha hah. Ya don't. Ya can't. And I don't. Ya don't stop. D M C. Huh I'm the King of Rock, there is none higher. Sire. To burn my kingdom, FIRE. Re-TIRE
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And this is the way. We rock the house Ha hah. Ya don't. Ya can't. And I don't. Ya don't stop. D M C. Huh I'm the King of Rock, there is none higher. Sire. To burn my kingdom, FIRE. Re-TIRE
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Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings. We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunch bell rings. The king will be praised and hell will be raised. S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be
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Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings. We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunch bell rings. The king will be praised and hell will be raised. S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be
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Kings from Queens from Queens come Kings. We're raisin' hell like a class when the lunch bell rings. The king will be praised and hell will be raised. S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be
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il est plaqué. Jette ton flow il est claqué, même ta vie elle est calquée. Nous on s'est mis a rapper pour ne pas être déférés au parquet. Ça parle d'illé-d'illégal, ça prétend dealer-dealer grave
