çıkarın pipilerinizi yazılı yapıyorum
* ben pipimi evde unuttum öğretmenim
- kaç haftadır bas bas bağırıyoruz sınav yapacağız diye..
* ama hocam.
- otur sıfır
- öğretmeniin ayşe kopya çekiyoo..!
* bakma arkadaşının kukusuna herkes kendi önündekine baksın
- elektrikler kesikti sevişemedim öğretmenim
- kendi aranızda sevişmeyin bakayım.
* hocam vallaha ben sevişmedim ali sevişiyor..
- sus bide yemin ediyor. git tahtanın önünde tek ayak üzerinde asıl
- öğretmenim murat bana parmak attı.
* ön sevişme diye bas bas bağrıyoruz kime söylüyoruz duvarlar başlıycak sevişmeye artık.. sizde tık yok.
- arka sıralar orgazm taklidi yapmayın.. görüyorum ben hepinizi
- sınav sırasında arkadaşınızdan prezervatifti vibratördü istemiyoruz... kafanızı kaldırmıyorsunuz.. ben sınav bitti deyince herkez pipisini bırakacak..!!
* öğretmenim istediğimiz memeden başlayabilir miyiz
- her sınavda soruyosunuz bunu. evet
- öğretmenim naci erken boşaldııı..!
* kimse zil çalmadan boşalmayacak demedim mi ben
hayatımın sonuna kadar dinlemeye yemin ettiğim şarkı. pac ve b.i.g. öldükten sonra düzenlenmiş, brigde, intro ve outrolarda iki efsanenin birbiri hakkında söyledikleri duyulan efsanelerin efsanesi şarkı. iki efsaneyi bir arada duymak gerçekten efsanevi bir şey.
Sway-Between you and Biggie, it was like whos gone whos gone who rules the the nigga kingdom and shit basically, you know what im sayin? i was like this is like a fuckin election
[it is that]
its an election and shit
[it is that]
me and Biggies situation is smaller than that,
me and Biggies situation is like...
*sirens* central... we got a black male shot... tupac shakur was shot several times in the chest
(tupac background)while im in jail, strangers is tellin me,
you dont know?
Biggie homeboy shot you
they braggin, and thats why what im doing
I know what im doing,
Im destroying them
Im destroying them
*chorus*
now i wonder if they'll laugh when im dead
why am i fighting to live, if im just living to fight?
why am I trying to see when there aint nothin in sight?
why am i trying to give when no one gives me a try?
why am i dying to live, if im just living to die?
Biggie- check it
i grew up a fuckin screw up,
got introduced to the game, got an ounce and fuckin blew up, c
hoppin rocks over night, the nigga Biggie smalls tryin to turn into the black frank white,
we had the grow dreads to change our description, two cops is on the milk box missin,
showed there toes and you know they got stepped on,
a fist full of bullets a chest full of teflon,
run from the police picture that, nigga im to fat, ill fuck around and catch an asthma attack,
thats why i bust back, it dont fase me, when he drop, take his glock and im swayze,
celebrate my escape sold the glock, bought some weight, lay back i got some money to make, motha fucka
[Biggie background]- tupac should live, you know what im saying? just dont feed into it, to feed into it is to go another way, you know what im saying? i know about the truth, i know what people write and read about the truth
*chorus*
now i wonder if they'll laugh when im dead
why am i fighting to live, if im just living to fight?
why am I trying to see when there aint nothin in sight?
why am i trying to give when no one gives me a try?
why am i dying to live, if im just living to die?
Tupac- its on me,
but still im havin memories of high speeds when the cops crash,
as i laugh pushin the gas when my glocks blast,
we was young, and we was dumb but we had heart,
and in the dark would we survive through the bad parts?
many dreams is what i had, and plenty wishes,
no hesitation in the extirmination of these snitches,
envious bitches, they still continue to pursue me,
a couple of movies now the whole worlds tryin to screw me,
even the cops tried to sue me,
so what can i do? but say true, sippin' 22's of brew
and now the medias tryin to test me, got the press askin questions tryin to stress me,
misery is all i see thats my minds state,
my history with the police will shake the crime rate,
my main man had two strikes, slipped got arrested and flipped, screamed "THUG LIFE!" and emptied the clip, got tired of runnin' from the police
*chorus*
i wonder if they'll laugh when im dead
why am i fighting to live, if im just living to fight?
why am I trying to see when there aint nothin in sight?
why am i trying to give when no one gives me a try?
why am i dying to live, if im just living to die?
Biggie-i was more shocked and everything you know what im sayin, but i wasnt more shocked of him
dying, i was more shocked of him... Pac is a strong dude yo, i know dudes, you know what im saying, he was real strong, so when he got shot i was more like again? you know he alwasy getting shot or shot at, he gonna pull through this one again, make a few records about it and its gonna be over, you know what im sayin? but when he died i was like, woah, you know what im sayin, it kinda took me by... i mean even though we was goin through our drama, i would never wish death upon no one cause there aint no comin back from that.
lanet olası kara kıçlı niggaların şaşırma repliği. temel olarak "hasss" anlamına gelir. lakin bunun tam versiyonu "what tha fuck" dır. genelde söylerken "wıt de f" denir. fuck kelimesinin sadece f harfinin söylenmesi esastır. güzel söylendiğinde aferin alınır.
golden state wariors guardı. 5 numaralı formasıyla sahada fırtınalar estiren süper yetenek. şahsi kanaatimce nba'in an itibariyle en yetenekli ve en all around guardı. istatistikler bunu doğrulamasa da kendisinin bulunduğu takımın içler acısı durumunu göz önüne aldığımızda tez doğrulanıyor. steve francis'de biraz çabalasaydı bu adamın seviyesine ulaşacaktı. ne steve nash ne jason kidd. bu adam nba'in yetenekli en güçlü ve guardı *.
efsane rick robin kişisinin prodüktörlüğünde yapılmış bir jay-z şarkısı. klibin sonunda jay-z vurulduğu ve klibin bu yüzden şiddet içerdiği için yayından kalkmıştı. lakin o yıl yılın klibi seçilmişti bu şarkının klibi. içerisinde metal öğeler barınıdırır ayrıca.
If you're havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
hit me!
[Verse One]
I got the rap patrol on the gat patrol
Foes that wanna make sure his casket's closed
Rap critics who say he's "Money Cash Hoes"
he's from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes in ya zapatos
You'd be celebrating the minute you was havin' dough
I'm like fuck critics you can kiss my whole asshole
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward
Got beef with radio if i don't play they show
They don't play my hits well i don't give a shit SO
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads...fuckers
I don't know what you take me as
or understand the intelligence that Jay-Z has
I'm from rags to ritches niggas I ain't dumb
we got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Chorus]
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Verse Two]
The year's '94 and my trunk is raw
In the rear view mirror is the mother fuckin' law
I got two choices y'all pull over the car or (hmmm)
Bounce on the devil put the pedal to the floor
Now i ain't tryin' to see no highway chase with Jay.
Plus i got a few dollars i can fight the case
So i...pull over to the side of the road
I heard "Son do you know why i'm stoppin' you for?"
Cause i'm young and i'm black and my hats real low
Do i look like a mind reader sir, i don't know
Am i under arrest or should i guess some mo'?
"Well you was doin fifty-five in a fifty-fo' "
"Liscense and registration and step out of the car"
"Are you carryin' a weapon on you i know a lot of you are"
I ain't steppin out of shit all my papers legit
"Well, do you mind if i look round the car a little bit?"
Well my glove compartment is locked so is the trunk in the back
And i know my rights so you gon' need a warrant for that
"Aren't you sharp as a tack, you some type of lawyer or something'?"
"Or somebody important or somethin'?"
Tah i ain't pass the bar but i know a little bit
Enough that you won't illegally search my shit
"We'll see how smart you are when the K9 come"
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
[Chorus]
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
If you havin' girl problems i feel bad for you son
I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Hit me
Verse Three]
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
This is not a hoe in the sense of havin a pussy
But a pussy havin no God Damn sense, try and push me
I tried to inore him and talk to the Lord
Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clappin
He and his boys gon be yappin to the captain
And there i go traped in the kit kat again
Back through the system with the riff raff again
Fiends on the floor scratchin again
Paparatzi's with they cameras snappin them
D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again
Half-a-mil for bail cause i'm African
All because ths fool was horrasin them
Tryin to play the boy like hes saccarin
But ain't nothin sweet 'bout how i hold my gun
I got 99 problems but this bitch ain't one
Hit me
linkin park grubunun rap vokalisti olan mike shinoda'nın yaptığı solo albümün çıkış parçası. fort minor grubu ile birlikte söylemiştir bu şarkıyı. sanırım bu şarkı nba live 2006 oyun müzikleri arasındaydı. ayrıca nba playoffs 2006 jenerikleri ve her maçın periyod aralarında en az bir kere arasında çalar bu şarkı.
Remember the Name - Fort Minor
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
[ Mike Shinoda ]
Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
[ Takbir ]
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
[ Ryu ]
It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent beer Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one that set the west in flames
That I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, ryu had the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!
[Chorus]
[ Ryu ]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
[ Takbir ]
Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent
[ Mike Shinoda ]
Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
elinizin pisi pisine yanmasına sebebiyet verecek durumdur. kaşığı çıkarmak da ayrı bir sorundur. bu tür durumlarda bir tatlı kaşığı alınır ve iş görülür.
dünyanın en yetenekli 2 rapperindan biri olan notorious b.i.g şarkısı. efsanedir bu şarkı. birçok kez coverlanmıştır.
Verse One:
To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical duches in your bushes
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies
The back of the club, sippin Moet, is where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin, blunt passin, music blastin
But I just can't quit
Cause one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot
Now check it, I got more Mack than Craig and in the bed
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy I got mad friends with Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin players
Jump in the Rover and come over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
Chorus:
[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
Throw your hands in the air, if youse a true player
[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
To the honies gettin money playin niggaz like dummies
[I love it when you call me big pop-pa]
If you got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place
Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby
Bay-bee
Verse Two:
Straight up honey really I'm askin
Most of these niggaz think they be mackin but they be actin
Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name what's your sign"
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
And ask what your interests are, who you be with
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to Lil Cease
Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
A t-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do, ain't that right boo [truuuueee]
Forget the telly we just go to the crib
and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke l's while you do me
Chorus
Verse Three:
[How ya livin Biggie Smallz] In mansion and Benz's
Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Still tote gats strapped with infrared beams
Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a nigga knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend
[Honey check it
Tell your friends, to get with my friends
And we can be friends
Shit we can do this every weekend
Aight? Is that aight with you?
Yeah... keep bangin]
an itibariyle dünyanın en iyi gitaristidir. solo atmaktan öte yarattığı rifler altı çizilesidir. ayrıca aşırı sahne makyajıyla tanılır. limp bizkit grubunda çalmaktadır.
yaratıcısı kareem aldul jabbar dır. daha sonradan baby hook gibi türevleri çıkmıştır lakin sky hook çok daha yüksekten bırakılır ve kesilmesi neredeyse imkansızdır. kareem'den sonra arvydas sabonis yapardı bunu.
