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it. Don't ask me why I'm with. A hip hop chick (ch-ch-chick. etc). A hip hop chick (ch-ch-chick. etc). A hip hop chick Call me crazy. Call me out. I'm in love. I can't help it. She's the
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before I wake. I'll put an extended clip inside of my ak. Roll to every station, murder the dj. Roll to every station, murder the dj. . sample. Hip hop just died this mornin'. And she's dead, she's
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before I wake. I'll put an extended clip inside of my ak. Roll to every station, murder the dj. Roll to every station, murder the dj. . sample. Hip hop just died this mornin'. And she's dead, she's
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. That it don't be the same tomorrow. Now I celebrate my sorrows with this bottle. And say. . Hook (x2). (Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey, Hip-Hop, hey). I pray for more better days. (Hip
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return of the hip hop freaks. It's the return of the hip hop freaks. It's the return of the hip hop freaks. I wanna do the nasty I wanna make you weak. . Greg Nice. . Now five plus five equals ten
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, west,. All over your map. I'm getting big props, with this thing called hip hop. Where you can either get paid or get shot. When your product in stock. The fair-weather friends flock. When your
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can't we?". Bad boys, you don't really got a choice (Got a choice). I'm the hottest, you can hear it in voice (In my, in my). Hot fire, got the city goin' up (* is hot). You can't roll around unless
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cause she don't live here. I'm soaked in blood but I'm still here. Hip Hop heartbreaks. Straight-laced, deep bass, 808s plus the mixtapes. Got a nigga feeling like I up and let ya. Get away now you
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Glamorous. Indie rock & roll is what I want. It's in my soul, it's what I need. Indie rock & roll, it's time Two of us. Flipping through a thrift store magazine. She plays the drums, I'm on
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Song Made Up My Mind (Hip Hop Dub) - Safire. I made up my mind, . I do what I want, . No stopping now,. I draw the line, . I still remember when I was young. Someone always had me under their thumb
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All I wanna be is meotjim. Nae maeumdaero golla kick it. Meori eokkae mureup da HIP hae. Do it do it like me do it. Nareul ttara hae kick it. Clapping clapping modu gachi HIP. I love you nega
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!. . Chorus. Nice & Smooth is funky. Also hip-hop junkies. All we wanna do. Is Unh Unh and you. . Nice & Smooth is funky. Also hip-hop junkies. All we wanna do. Is Unh Unh, oh yeah. . (Smooth B). Yo
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Song Made up my mind (Hip Hop Club Mix) - Safire. I still remember when I was young . Someone always had me under their thumb . But now I'm breaking free, a feeling inside of me . Its my decision I'm
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ready to die verse. . 2 Hip. hop means sayin what I want never bite my tongue Hip. hop means teaching the young If. you feelin what I'm feelin then you hearin what I'm sayin Cause. these fake fake
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before I wake. I'll put an extended clip inside of my ak. Roll to every station, murder the dj. Roll to every station, murder the dj. . sample. Hip hop just died this mornin'. And she's dead, she's
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Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all. Hip-hop check it out. It's like that uh and it sounds so nice. Hip-hop, you the love of my life. We bout to take it to the to the to the, check it out. Yo, what
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Swizz Beatz the monsta. Real music, let's go The hood's hot. The hood's hot. The hood's hot. The hood's hot Yo when I squirt the chrome the funeral home. Gon' double they money this year off my
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Hi, my name's Ludacris, and I'm high as giraffe pussy. And I'm close to the edge, so yo' parents can come push me. I curse so much just to get on they nerves. I got kids "Actin' a Fool" from the
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before I wake. I'll put an extended clip inside of my ak. Roll to every station, murder the dj. Roll to every station, murder the dj. . sample. Hip hop just died this mornin'. And she's dead, she's
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You'll be gone tomorrow. You'll be gone tomorrow. Gone tomorrow Preoccupied with the latest fashion. Hip today, hip today. With wide open eyes on the next big thing you can cash in. Hip today
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You'll be gone tomorrow. You'll be gone tomorrow. Gone tomorrow Preoccupied with the latest fashion. Hip today, hip today. With wide open eyes on the next big thing you can cash in. Hip today
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the veterans,. ***** I can't be *. like a lesbian,. I'm to hip hop what Cartoon is to Mexicans,. I'm an artist, never claimed to be the hardest,. Just number one since B-I-G and Pac departed
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control. (Ride it, ride it) come touch my soul. (Ride it, ride it) let me feel you. . (Ride it) turn the lights down low. (Ride it) from head to toe. (Ride it, ride it) touch my soul. (Ride it, ride
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country's my neighborhood. I extort fans support with rhymes that taught lessons. And caught the ears of listeners as they enlist. In the hip hop mob on the job, stop dissin' us No drugs at all, we don't
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me. Who you've got that somethin. Boy I wanna be where you are. And I'm gunnin for ya. Can't even fall for some other man. Cuz brother man. You know how to get hip to my heart. Come on now. All the
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. (You can't sit down). Don't you never leave the line now. (You can't sit down). . Gonna do it one more time now. (You can't sit down). You gotta slop, bop. Flip flop, hip hop. never stop. (You
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ppalla uril gidariji ana. Ikkeullineun daero nega wonhaneun daero. Meomchuji ma. Lip and lip. Nae ipsuri dalkomhage nogyeo jul geoya. Hip and hip. Jeongshineopshi binggeulbinggeul. Lip and lip and lips
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Well, you can talk about your Julie and your Peggy Sue. You can keep your Miss Molly and your Mary Lou. Can your prom do the chicken or doin' the bop?. I got a girl they call the queen of the hop
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in the red hyundia. Blow his fuckin back out. 'cause im the rap stackhouse. Black wallstreet bitch the hip hop crack house. what!. . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . This is that disrespectful mutha
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Bài hát Last Christmas (Hip Hop Version) - Rap Allstars. Chorus. Last Christmas, I gave you my heart. But the very next day, You gave it away. This year, to set me from tears. I'll give it to someone
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Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm. Bebop converted in a hip hop form. (Repeat). Visions of a musical plateau. Thoughts fill my mind. So I draw back and take aim. Lyrical shots blast through
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Even if it's jazz in the quiet storm. Bebop converted in a hip hop form. (Repeat). Visions of a musical plateau. Thoughts fill my mind. So I draw back and take aim. Lyrical shots blast through
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Hip-hop, it will never die. Hip-hop, hip-hop will never, never die Ghetto **** struttin' with nothin' but dreams and Queens broke. Mack-10's, you can smell the PCP smoke. Mele Mel told it real in
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, Whoa). Pop It, Lock It, Polka-Dot-It. Country -fy, then Hip-Hop it. Put Your hawks In The Sky, move Side To Side. Jump To The Left, Stick It, Glide. Zig, Zag 'cross The Floor, Shuffle in Diagonal. When
