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Ze Pequeno
Le centre du monde

2005


Arriba
Ze pequeno..

{Refrain 1:}
Tu es le centre du monde
Baby, faut pas confondre
Ici ou là, partout c'est chez toi
Et le soleil tourne autour de toi

{Refrain 2:}
Tu es le centre du monde
Baby, là sur les ondes
J'entends le tempo, j'entends ma voix
C'est la musique qui guide mes pas

C'est parti, j'espère que vous êtes installés
On s' dirige pour l'instant
Là où je vous emmène, tu peux même danser nus pieds
Rien que des vibes, rien que des sons.....couleurs assurées
On n'est pas là pour s'embrouiller
Faut vous mettre comme il faut, vous êtes comme mes invités
C'est hé, de la musique pour vous faire bouger
Ambiance, hey, mover, secouer, de tous les côtés

{au Refrain 1}

{au Refrain 2}

Oh hey yo, oh hey yo, oh hey yo hey yo hey yo x4

Ambiance de malade, ça ne fume pas que du tabac
J'vois des mains qui se baladent comme les cowboys dans le Nevada
Ringo, solide comme le mapouka
C'est de la bombe de belle, Haîti, Sénégal ou Gwadada voilà,
Toi là bas, t'as l'air de t'cailler comme au Canada
Rapproche toi un peu, on veut te voir brailler ou lever les bras
Garçon, qu'est ce que tu connais déjà ?
Parce que c'est danger
On revient pour donner ça

Viens avec moi, j' vous emmène (t'zamène)
D'où que tu sois, tu danses la lambada (bada)
Viens avec moi, j' vous emmène (t'zamène)
Remercions pour tout ça, dansons la lambada (bada) {x2}

{au Refrain 1}

{au Refrain 2}

Le – vrai – gue - tto – c'est – chaud
A - vec – docteur – O
On – est – de – la – part - oh
Pousse – le – son – oh oh

{au Refrain 1}

Tu es le centre du monde
Baby, là sur les ondes
J'entends le tempo, j'entends ma voix
C'est la musique qui guide mes pas {x2}

Sean Paul
We be burnin'


Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin yow.
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin' now.
Little hennesy an we'll be bubblin yow.
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow.

So when you see the S.p. floatin don't provoke him
Cause the girls we be poking have to smoking.
Best thing fi the recreation a fi get the best girls inna every nation.
All Topper girls we promotin and suportin
And dem love how we flow king here them shouting
First class ticket invitation girls from New York, England and Jamaican.

{Refrain:}
Everyday we be burnin not concernin what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin dollars turning cause we mind de pon we pay.
Worth more than gold and oil and diamonds girls we need dem everyday.
Recognize it, Pimpin as we riding.

Girls them a page me waan fi raise me
True me write nuff tune and drive them crazy.
Well I man a true born Jamaican
Ready fi the girls them inna every situation.

We a the gal dem pro, them know we flow
With the lyrical content that make them dip low and
Make the club keep jumpin Turn up the bass make we here when it pumpin.

Summertime bounce to the music people choose it
Sean da P gal a cruise with... well reputed cause.
We a the girls them champion,
Have nuff a them like the great king Solomon.

Many girls inna wi eye sight sexy dress type
Se them ready fi a hype night Just gimme di light
An make we blaze it the roof we haffi raise it again

So when you see the S.p. floatin don't provoke him
Cause the girls we be poking have to smoking.
Best thing fi the recreation a fi get the best girls inna every nation.
All Topper girls we promotin and suportin
And dem love how we flow king here them shouting
First class ticket invitation girls from New York, England and Jamaican.

{au Refrain}

Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin yow.
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin' now.
Little hennesy an we'll be bubblin yow.
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow.

Put you on the game

2005 "The Documentary"



Electro-compulsive Therapy Part one
Go 'head {x3}
Do the crip wit me
Go 'head {x3}
Do the snake wit me
Go 'head {x3}
Do the walk wit me
Go 'head
Go 'head
Go ahead Game

First things first (aftermath), the chronic is back
This is indo produced by timbo
Game ova, naw the NWA chain choka
Is burnin rubber inside the range rova
Chain smokin, purple haze, this ain't
Anotha one of those this the rebirth for dre
The rebirth for LA, the rebirth for hip-hop
Another memorial for makaveli and big pop
Hold up, timb stop... i said this anotha memorial
For makaveli and big pop, g-g-g-g-g!
Young homie got shit locked, public enemy number one
Flava flav with a wristwatch. all black g-units
All black impala, im a skitzo 3-wheelin the six-fo
50 cent know i'm comptons most wanted when
I'm ridin wit timbo

{Refrain:}
Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that
Show me where ya friends at we can flip that
Lemme put you on the game {x4}
I show you where the bloods at where the crips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that
Lemme put you on the game {x4}

I ain't got the west on my shoulda, got the west
In the backseat of the rova. ridin on dubs, nigga
I'm westcoastin.
the next hova from the home of
The best doja, makin all that racket, i got the u.s. open
Stunt on me i'll leave u wit ya chest open, vest broken
Hop in the lo-lo wit tha tech smokin, g-g-g-g-g!
I done paid my dues, NWA is back this is front page news.
I got dre in the back, ridin on 22's. bitches screamin
'let me ride', it must be the shoes. red and black g6's
Red dot on the glock, i'm goin 3x platinum dawg how
Do i stop? i'm hot

{au Refrain, x4}

My unit is gorilla, fuck with my la familia,
I will kill ya(g-g-g-g unit). i know that boy not familia(r),
But you got to feel em if the docta sealed em
(is compton in the house?) without a doubt
I'm the rapper wit clout otha niggaz yap about.
You know the one that introduced new york to
The beach cruiser, got em puttin red and blue
Strings in they g-units. get groupie luv,
Tell em to keep movin, if i gotta problem wit a bitch
I let eve do it. unless she got on a pearla
And i can see through it, i don't just let her ride
I give her the keys to it. me n my bitch layed back
In the coupe, i'm movin in the neighborhood i ain't
Passin through. i woulda been here afta snoop,
But i slowed down and showed timbaland how to iron a khaki suit.

{au Refrain}

50 Cent
Window shopper



Ohh
The top feels so much better than the bottom
So much better

{Refrain: "clean version"}
Ja you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Jada you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy
Joe you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying get a test drive
Nas you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

{Refrain: "dirty version"}
Nigga you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy
Nigga you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying to get a test drive
Nigga you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

Summertime white porche carrera is milky
Im on the grind let my paper stack when I'm filthy
Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me
Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me
I'll get down, southsides the hood that I come from
So I dont cruise to nobodys hood without my gun
You know the kid aint gonna follow that bullshit
try and stick me imma let off a full clip
It aint my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you put a G up
Everybody mad when their paper dont stack right
When I come around y'all niggas better act right
When we got the tops down, you can hear the system thump
When we rollin' rollin' rollin'
Shut your block down, quick to put a hole in a chump
nigga When we rollin' rollin' rollin'

{au Refrain}

niggas Love me in L.A. as soon as I pop in
They come scoop me up in LAX and I hop in
When it comes to bad bitches you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts, some from Compton
You know a nigga wanna see how cali girls freak off
After that 5 hour flight from New York
I start spitting G at a bitch like a pimp man
Tell her meet me at the magarane so we can do our thing
She can bring the lingerie with her I suppose
And we can go from fully dressed to just having no clothes
She can run and tell her best friend bout my sex game
Her best friend could potentially be next man
Listen man, shit changed
I came up from doing my thang
Homey I'm holing, holing, holing
shit man, the store owner watching you
For something get stolen, stolen, stolen

{au Refrain}