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Coolio - Gangstas Paradise Video Klip izle dinle

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Coolio - Fucc Video Klip izle Dinle

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40 Thevz: Hello
Coolio: Yo what’s up homeboy, I’m out front the club, what’s goin’ on,
there’s a lot
around the corner this muthafucka is cracking,
40: What
C : Hell yeah, man y’all better bring your ass down here man.
40: We on our way man, we’re coming through then…
C: Aight, look, look, look. I’ma tell homeboy at the do’ to let y’all
in.
40: Hook it up, hook it up!
C: Nigga sac, nigga bring a sac.Stop at some jamaicans and shit.
40: We’re on our way.
C: Alright then.
40: Aight.
[hang up]
Bouncer: Hey wassup Coolio, how many you got wit you?
C: Aa it’s just me right now but the 40 Thevz on their way, so be on
the
look for ‘em.
B: Right. Hey you muthafuckas move back, man. One line.
X: Man, look, look. There go that nigga Coolio. They’re lettin’ him in
with tennis
shoes and shit. Don’t wanna let us in.
Y: Fuck that nigga Coolio,man. I’m gonna fuck that nigga up.

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Eminem - Just Lose It Video Klip izle

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Okay..
Guess who’s back… back again
Shady’s back, tell a friend
Now everyone report to the dance floor
To the dance floor, to the dance floor
Now everyone report to the dance floor
Alright stop… pajama time

[Verse 1]
Come here little kiddies, on my lap
Guess who’s back with a brand new rap
And I don’t mean rap as in a new case
Of child investigation accusate
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
No worries, pappa’s got a brand new bag of toys
What else could I possibly do to make noise
I’d done touched on everything but little boys
And that’s not a stab at Micheal
That’s just a metaphore, I’m just psycho
I go a little bit crazy sometimes
I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
Good God, dip, do a little slide
Bend down, touch your toes and just glide
Up the center of the dance floor
Like T.P. for my bung hole
And it’s cool if you let one go
Nobody’s gonna know, who’d hear it
Give a little -poot poot- it’s okay (Fart Sound)
Oops my CD just skipped
And everyone just heard you let one rip

{*Chorus*}
Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl… girl, girl, girl
-Girl you know you’re my world-
Alright now lose it
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Just lose it
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Go crazy
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Oh baby
-Aah aah-
Oh baby baby
-Aah aah-

[Verse 2]
{Sung}
It’s Friday and it’s my day
Just to party all the way to Sunday
Maybe ’til Monday, I dunno what day
Everday’s just a holiday
Cruisin’ on the freeway, feelin’ kinda breezy
Get the top down, let my hair blow
I dunno where I’m goin’, all I know is when I get there
Someone’s gonna -touch my body-

{Rap}
Excuse me miss, I don’t mean to sound like a jerk
But I’m feelin’ just a little stressed out from work
Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
Spit on me, maybe gauge my eyes out, -ewww-
Now what’s your name girl, what’s your sign?
[Dr Dre: -Man you must be up out your mind-]
Dre -aah aah-, dear God goes blind
I’m just trying to unwind, now I’m…

{*Chorus*}
Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl… girl, girl, girl
-Girl you know you’re my world-
Alright now lose it
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Just lose it
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Go crazy
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Oh baby
-Aah aah-
Oh baby baby
-Aah aah-

[Verse 3]
{Sung}
It’s Tuesday and I’m locked up
I’m in jail, I don’t know what happened
They say I was running butt naked
Down the street screaming
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Well I’m sorry, I don’t remember
All I know is this much, I’m not guilty
They said save it ‘fore we catch you on tape
Now you and an old lady -touch my body-

{Rap}
Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
It’s real intense, no one makes a sound
Everything looks like it’s 8 Mile now
The beat comes back and everybody loses theirselves
Now snap back to reality, look it’s B. Rabbit he
Oh you signed me up to battle? I’m a grown man
Chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba chubba
I don’t have any lines to go right here so
Chubba tubba tell me fellas (what?), fellas (what?)
Grab your left, make your right one jealous (what?)
Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
Tall girls, small girls, I’m calling all girls
Everyone report to the dance floor
It’s your chance for, a little romance or
Butt squeezin’, it’s the season
Just go -aah aah aah aah-, it’s so appeasing

{*Chorus*}
Now I’m gonna make you dance
It’s your chance, yeah boy shake that ass
Whoops! I mean girl… girl, girl, girl
-Girl you know you’re my world-
Alright now lose it
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Just lose it
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Go crazy
-Aah aah aah aah aah-
Oh baby
-Aah aah-
Oh baby baby
-Aah aah-

{Outro:}
Mmhmm touch my body
Mmhmm touch my body
Ooh boy just touch my body
I mean girl just touch my body

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The Cranberries - Zombie Video Klip izle

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Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken

But you see it’s not me,
It’s not my family
In your head, in your
head they are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head
In your head they are cryin’
In your head
Zombie
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie

Another mother’s breakin’
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
It’s the same old theme since 1916
In your head,
In your head they’re still fightin’
With their tanks
In your head they are dyin’

In your head, in your head
Zombie
What’s in your head, in your head
Zombie

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Eminem - 8 Mile Video Klip izle

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[Eminem]
Sometimes I just feel like, quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Sometimes it’s hard enough just dealin with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill’s like
But I’m still white, sometimes I just hate life
Somethin ain’t right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain’t my fault
Great then I falls, my insides crawl
and I clam up {*wham*} I just slam shut
I just can’t do it, my whole manhood’s
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get, off the bus then slip
Man fuck this shit yo, I’m goin the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]
I’m a man, I’ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time to really just take matters into my own hands
Once I’m over these tracks man I’ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I’m gone, I know right where I’m goin
Sorry momma I’m grown, I must travel alone
And go follow the footsteps I’m makin my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

[Eminem]
I’m walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
the spirit I had ‘fore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, momma’s got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don’t understand
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain’t no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain’t blew up yet
It’s like I grew up, but I ain’t grow me two nuts yet
Don’t gotta rep my step, don’t got enough pep
The pressure’s too much man, I’m just tryin to do what’s best
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won’t tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That I don’t pray to the sky, please I’m beggin you God
Please don’t let me be bitchin holdin no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I’m tellin you dawg I’m bailin this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, I’m never too far
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I’ma be back for you, the second that I blow
On everything I own, I’ll make it on my own
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn’t you wouldn’t get it
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn’t the skillest
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
It’s different, it’s a certain significance, a certificate
of authenticity, you’d never even see
But it’s everything to me, it’s my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
who’s incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet I’m still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC’s in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must I show, to bust my flow
Where must I go, who must I know
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cause I ain’t havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I’m startin to doubt shit
I’m feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain’t about shit
if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it’s cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I’m on stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don’t want
is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it’s so dark
Sometimes I feel like I’m just bein pulled apart
I’m torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends
It’s enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
what I’m doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don’t got
But I’ve learned, it’s time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain’t no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it’s a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I’m free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the verbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road

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