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[Kajl is a Jew]

Ajs Nigrutin - (Sve Same Barabe, 2004) - Kilo granja lesim

[Ajs Nigrutin]
Pochinjem da trokiram, opet mozak puche
Daj vamo te rizle i pojachaj bas da tuche
Crne misli me muche, 15 dana sam kod kuce
Imam karirane papuche
Kupio josh juche, slusham Snup Doga takozvanog kuche
Po rerni mi skachu pogachice vruce
(Seven: Ne pominji pivo) Nisam pomenuo pivo
Necu da pominjem pivo, u celom tekstu pivo
(Seven: A vino, a vino?) Ni to brate necu
Od zdrepcheve krvi sam peglirao u vrecu
Celu noc, ceo dan, utonuo u san
Mamuran se probudio, greshkom cirko vinobran
Zato imam reshenje zvano Klod Van Dam Zan
Prazan mi je stan, a bash sam odmoran
Dobio sam platu, chiji najveci sam fan
Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan

Refren: [Eufrat] (Seven) <Ajs Nigrutin>
[Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan]
(Da varim ceo dan)[Da varim ceo dan]
[Zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan]
(Da varim ceo dan)[Da varim ceo dan]
<Sad ukrshtene rechi ne mogu da reshim>
(Ne pitaj me nishta, kilo granja leshim)
<Rolam buksnu shita, pa se pitam da li greshim>
(Ne pitaj me nishta, kilo granja leshim)

[Seven]
Ne mogu da vidim, spurnjah keta pola
I sada kad se setim kako vozim kola
Jesi upao u koshtac s tekstovima pravim
'frate, brate, dodaj buksne, necu da te davim
Dok chitam High Times u smokin' nigga stilu
Vozim kadilak, lochem sombrero tekilu
Ne, ne mogu da verujem da sam se uduv'o
Vidim oblak dima izlazi na uvo
Ispadoh iz takta, ja dolazim iz shahta
Umesto hromagija, savili smo plakta
Bela rizla nije cela, zato nove kupuj
Pushim shita buksnu, radujem se, kuku
A onda ispred mene pojavi se pub
Rekoh mu da nemam, reko, rekoh mu da nemam LIRICHKI ZUUUB!

[Eufrat]
Doshao sam kuci uplakan sav
Jer nisam im'o kesha da varim ceo dan
Uzeo sam pare, shto gurno sam u shtek
Chuvao sam ih za neki dobar krek
Zavija dek, jer to mi je shtek
I od celog tog tripa meni brzo posta muka
Jer pojeo sam danas ja bez pljeskavice luka
Trchim prema cilju i zili mi ruka
Dobicu infarkt jer mi pumpa chuka
Uzeo sam dzoint i pocheo da puhtam
Prodao sam danas nekih memorija ram
I zato imam kesha da varim ceo dan

Refren


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwStzmj-XBs

[Kajl is a Jew]

2pac feat Outlawz Hit em up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4HjsZqOaQ0

****=fu!ck

Intro: zeb
I ain't got no motherfuc!kin friends
That's why I ****ed yo' bitch, you fat motherfu!cker
(take money) WEESSSSSSTTTTIIIIIDE!!
Bad Boy killers
(take money) You know the realest is niggaz
(take money) We bring it to you
(take money)

Verse One: Tupac
First off, **** your bitch and the click you claim
WESTSIDE when we ride come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I fu!cked your wife
We bust on Bad Boy niggas **** for life
Plus Puffy tryna see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitche!s
We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels
steady gunnin, keep on bustin at them fools, you know the rules
Little Caeser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya
cut your young ass up, see you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't fu!ck around with real G's
Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha streetz, so **** peace
I let them niggas know it's on for life
Don't let the West side ride the night (haha)
Bad Boys murdered on wax, and killed
**** wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know, see...

Chorus:
Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac
Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh
Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish
Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace
nigga, I hit em' up...

Interlude: Tupac
Check this out, you mutha****as know what time it is
I don't even know why I'm on this track
ya'll niggaz ain't even on my level
I'ma let my lil homies ride on you
bitch made-ass bad boy bitches, deal with it!!

Verse Two: Fatal
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
Biggie Smallz just got dropped
Little Moo, pass the Mac, and let me hit him in his back
Frank White need to get spanked right, for settin traps
little accident murderer, and I ain't never heard-a ya
Poiseless gats attack when I'm servin ya
spank the shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank, cause I'ma slam ya ass in the pang
Puffy weaker than a ****in block i'm running through nigga
and, I'll smoking junior mafia in front of you, nigga
With the ready power tuckin my Gats under my Eddie Bauer
ya clout, petty sour I push packages every hour
I hit em up

Chorus

Verse Three: Tupac
Peep how we do it, keep it real, it's penitentiary steel
this aint no freestyle battle, all you niggaz gettin
killed with ya mouths open
tryin to come up offa me, you in the clouds hoping
smokin dope it's like a shermine
Niggaz think they learned to fly
But they burn mutha****a, you deserve to die
Talkin bout you gettin money but its funny to me
all you niggaz livin bummy why you ****in with me
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug Livin outta prison, pistols in the air,(hahaha)
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
and beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house,(ha)
Now its all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it, and smiled
Now I'm bout to set the record straight, with my AK
I'm still the thug you love to hate
Mother****er, I hit em up

Verse Four: Kadafi
I'm from N-E-W Jerz., where plenty murders occurz
No point to come, we bringin drama to all you heardz
Local check the scenario, Little Caes'
I bring you fake G's to your knees
Coppin pleas to 'De Janeiro'
Lil Kim, is you coked up, or doped up?
Get ya lil Junior Whopper click smoked up, what the ****
is you STUPID?!?! I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn
with my click lootin, shootin and pollutin ya block
with 15 shots cock glock to your knot
Outlaw mafia click movin up another notch
And you popstars popped get dropped and mopped
All your fake-ass east coast props brainstormed and locked

Verse Five: Edi
Youse a, beat biter, a Pac style taker
I'll tell it to ya face u aint nuttin shit but a faker
Softer than Aliz-A with a chaser
Bout to get murdered for the paper
E.D.I. Mean approach the scene of the caper
like a loc, with little ceaser in a choke hold
Totin smoke, we aint no mutha****in joke
Thug Life, niggaz betta be knowin, we approchin
in the wide open, guns smokin
no need for hopin its a battle lost, I got across
Soon as the funk was bobbin off
Nigga I hit em up

Outro: Tupac ("take money" background riff")
Now you tell me who won
I see them, they run (haha)
They don't wanna see us
Whole Junior M.A.F.I.A. click dressin up tryin ta be us
How the **** they gonna be the mob when we always on our job
We millionaires, killin ain't fair but somebody gotta do it
Oh yeah, Mobb Deep, you wanna **** with us?
You little young ass mother****ers
Don't one of you niggaz got sickle cell or somethin?
You ****in with me nigga you **** around
and have a seizure or a heart-attack
You better back the **** up, fore you get smacked the **** up
Tha's how we do it on our side
Any of you niggaz from New York that wanna bring it, bring it
But we ain't singin, we bringin drama
**** you and your mother****in mama
We gonna kill all you mother****ers
Now when I came out I told you it was just about Biggie
Then everybody had to open their mouth for the mother****er opinion
Well this how we gonna do dis
**** Mobb Deep
**** Biggie
**** Bad Boy as a staff record, record label
and as a mother****in crew
And if you wanna be down with Bad Boy
Then **** you too
Chino XL, **** you too
All you mother****ers, **** you too

(take money)
(take money)
Alla y'all mother****ers, **** you die slow mother****er
My fo'-fo' make sure all y'all kids don't grow
You mother****ers can't be us or see us
We the mother****in Thug Life ridahs WEESSSSSSTSIIIIIDE till we die!
Out here in California Nigga we warn ya we'll bomb on you mother****ers
We do our job
You think you mob, nigga we the mother****in mob
Ain't nuttin but killers and the real niggaz
All you mother****ers feel us
Our shit's go triple and four-quadruple
(take money)
You niggaz laugh coz our staff got guns in they
mother****ers belt, you know how it is
When we drop records they felt
You niggaz can't feel it
We the realest, **** EM, we Bad Boy killaz! (we killin)

2pac & Kadafi R.I.P.

This post has been edited by Kajl is a Jew: Mar 23 2008, 02:36 PM