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Tru 2 Da Game (TRU)




Haaa uuuuggggghhhh
this is for all the G's ou there
we bout it bout it
and g ettes i ain't forget about y'all uuuugggghhhh
gold look like this here

today I have a half an ounce
tomorrow I'll have a key
and if you tryin' to get some ice cream
won't you call me or won't you beep me

Looked out the window
it must be the giggidy first of the month
cause everybody in the ghetto is smilin' and dressed up
Little kids havin' fun in my neighborhood
And fiends walkin' up, talkin' bout its all good
See I'm a G, ????? I got that 2 for 3
And y'all a know that I slang, that I-C-E
And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man
My little homies posted up
some hang, hang, and some slangin'
Others gang bangin'
I'm tryin' to make it out the hood with this gangsta rap
And stay TRU to the game, and put the town on the map
But haters hate me and niggas try to talk shit
Cause I done made, a dollar out of 15 cents
On the curb, posted up with them bouldas
And servin' fiends, A-1 yola
And still tryin' stay true with my frist meal
Cause in the ghetto, you got money, you might get killed
And stayin' TRU to the game, is a part of life
And if you don't player, you might lose your life

-chorus-
Tru 2 da game, Tru 2 da game
Ain't nothin' changed but my bank account
I'm still the same

[Silkk the Shocker]
Tryin' to have things major, they can't fade me
cash the chips like casino
Today I'm a keep it real, and chill, and get blitzed like Marino
My girl be fussin', she be tussin', constantly buggin'
Askin' me why I be hustlin'
I got money to make, so mother** it
I'm a keep it real, if it kills me
Y'all gonna feel me before I'm done
Ball till I have it all, I want the whole while
if not, I don't want none
Why I hang with the same ol' niggas
That's what they ask me
I be like, I'm the same ol' nigga
But 'stead, right now, I gets my sacks free
I gots to stay TRU fool, about my mother**in' mail
I'll be a rich**nigga, y'all gonna be visitin' me in the jail
I gots to ball, can't fall, gotta have things major
If you don't believe me, next year round this time
its Silkk up on his pager (then ask me)

-chorus-

[Big Ed]
Bustas can't see me, they blind
I claim TRU, I thought you knew
My foes catch elbows, cause I'm on em like a tattoo
Man I'm layin' low like the eyes of a danked out china man
Stayin' gangstafied
While I'm tryin' to make a million
But politicians run for office
They rather me bust a cap in a rat, cause they both gonna try and stop
this
Gangsta rap is what they call it
But I gots to come with the realness
So all my folks can feel this

-chorus-

[Mr. Serv-On]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord that my momma will never weep
and let her live in peace and stop spendin' a hundred G's up in her sleep
When will it stop
I guess when they leave me lyin' on the block
With tears on my glock
A pocket full of lemon drops, laughin' at crooked cops
I guess I'm doin' what I gotta do
As long as I stay TRU, until they put me through
I know its a shame, things'll never change
I hope I live long enough to see my daughter spell my name
I'm TRU 2 Da Game

-chorus-

[Master P]
still the same
Master P, the whole TRU click (y'all gonna feel this)
TRU to the gizame (tru to da hood)
money can't change you, it just can make you
(never forget where i came from)
No Limit Records, Down South Hustlers (independent black owned)
and the West Coast Bad Boyz
and I told y'all, I can drop something anytime I want to
Y'all done realized by now, the haters done fell off
Cause they ain't TRU 2 da game
I could never forget where I came from
I'm from the ghetto
But I won't ever change
Cause I'm TRU 2 da game, believe that
Keepin' it real, keepin' it real
Never sell out, can never sell out
TRU 2 Da Gizame

El Concon (Willy Lapache)



EL CONCON DE MI NUJER YO ME LO QUIERO COMER ME GUSTA EN LA MANANA ME GUSTA AL MEDIO DIA ME GSTA DE TARDECITA ME GSTA EN LA MADRUGA ME GUSTA BIEN QUEMAITO ME GUSTA BIEN DORAITOEL CONCON DE MI MUJER YO ME LO COMER

MI MUJER COCINA BIEN ELLA ME TIENE AMARRAO ELLA SABE MAS QUE CIEN POR ESO ESTOY AFISAO
ME GUSTA CUANDO ME SIRVE MI PLATITO DE CONCON ME GUSTA CON HABICHUELA , ME GUSTA CON ESPAGUETI , ME GUSTA CON BACALAO ME GUSTA SI ESTA MOJAO ME GUSTA CON HABICHUELA , ME GUSTA CON ESPAGUETI , PERO LO QUE MAS GUSTA ES MI PLATO DE CONCON

CORO
ELCONCON EL CONCON CONCON

DE MI MUJER , ME GUSTA A MI , DE MI MUJER , ME GUSTA AMI HAY MAMI QUE RICO,BIEN DORAITO ,BIEN QUEMAITO, EN LA MANANITA , AL MEDIODIA Y DE TARDECITA EN LA MADRUGA ME GUSTA AMI ESE CONCONME GUSTA DE MI MUJER HAY ME ENLOQUESE , TRAIME LA PAILA Y EL CUCHARON QUE ME LO BUA COMER.


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Musica
EL CONCON DE MI NUJER YO ME LO QUIERO COMER ME GUSTA EN LA MANANA ME GUSTA AL MEDIO DIA ME GuSTA DE TARDECITA ME GuSTA EN LA MADRUGA ME GUSTA BIEN QUEMAITO ME GUSTA BIEN DORAITO EL CONCON DE MI MUJER YO ME LO COMER

MI MUJER COCINA BIEN ELLA ME TIENE AMARRAO ELLA SABE MAS QUE CIEN POR ESO ESTOY AFISAO
ME GUSTA CUANDO ME SIRVE MI PLATIC O DE CONCON ME GUSTA CON HABICHUELA , ME GUSTA CON ESPAGUETI , ME GUSTA CON BACALAO ME GUSTA SI ESTA MOJAO ME GUSTA CON HABICHUELA , ME GUSTA CON ESPAGUETI , PERO LO QUE MAS GUSTA ES MI PLATO DE CONCON

CORO
ELCONCON EL CONCON CONCON

DE MI MUJER , ME GUSTA A MI , DE MI MUJER , ME GUSTA AMI HAY MAMI QUE RICO,HAY QUE SABROSO ESE CONCONCITO ME GUSTA AMI HAY DAMELO TODO HECHALE AHI ME GUSTA AMI BIEN DORAITO ,BIEN QUEMAITO, HAY QUE SABROSO HAY ME ENLOQUESE TRAIME EL CUCHARON Y TRAIME LA PAILA , LO VOY DEPEGAR CON EL CUCHARON ASI.

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QUIERO CONCON , QUIERO CONCON, QUIERO CONCON ,COO,CON, CON





Che Ne Sarà Di Noi (Gianluca Grignani)

Musica dai suona più forte
Non voglio sentire quello che
Non riesco a capire
Ma è vero che oltre la salita
Lo hanno visto in tanti già
C’è la vita, la vita, la vita
Io credi non pensavo
Che sarei rimasto attonito
Come l’inverno ghiaccia il lago
E adesso che sotto la paura
Si scioglie insieme a me
Ed è adrenalina pura
E non mi chiedere come farò
Io non lo so perché l’unica risposta che ora sento è una domanda
Che ne sarà di noi
Che ne sarà di quel che ieri eri tu
Forse sarà che poi
Perdendoci ci ritroviamo
E ora lo so che non si annega
Quelle volte che non c’é un perché
Come a vela sul mare che si spiega
Io mi lascerò portare fino a che…
Non mi chiedere più come farò, non lo so
Perché l’unica risposta
Che ora conta è una domanda
Che ne sarà di noi
Che ne sarà di quel che ieri eri tu
Forse sarà che poi perdendoci ci ritroviamo
Ci ritroviamo.

Felicidad (Gondwana)

Mi vida es hermosa porque existes tu,
hermosos son mis días porque veo tu luz
llevas ese fuego que hay en mi corazón
para toda mi vida tu eres la razon....oooh!

Es que tu cariño conmigo compartiste,
ya no estoy triste, no estoy tristeee
y a cambio de nada tu amor me diste,
ya no estoy triste, no estoy tristeee.

Felicidad, eso es lo que tú me das..
felicidad, cada mañana al despertar
felicidad, desde ti y para siempreee (x2)

Los pajaritos cantan al verte sonreir
es que tu amor al mundo logras transmitir
Y aunque siento dolor por quienes no estan maaaas
con tu sola presencia todo quedo atrás
por siempre junto a ti un día tu me dijiste
ya no estoy triste, no estoy tristeee

es que me enseñaste que el amor existe
ya no estoy triste, no estoy tristeee

Felicidad, eso es lo que tú me das..
felicidad, cada mañana al despertar
felicidad, desde ti y para siempreee (x2)

y a cambio de nada tu amor me diste
ya no estoy triste, no estoy tristeeeee

Felicidad, eso es lo que tú me das..
felicidad, cada mañana al despertar
felicidad, desde ti y para siempreee (x2)

(musica)

Felicidad, eso es lo que tú me das..
felicidad, cada mañana al despertar
felicidad, desde ti y para siempreee (x2)

Speak With You (Willy Lapache)


Hola Linda como estas
Eres joven y es verdad
pero yo te quiero amar
no quiero pasar de hoy
para declarar mi amor
pero no se hablar ingles
y tu tampoco español

lm sorry but l don’t speak
Spanish, Im sorry
but l cant say nothing
lm sorry l only comprendo
but l don’t speak Spanish

l really want to talkto you
lm telling you the truth
l understand your español
pero no lo puedo hablar

musica

no quiero pasar de hoy
para declarar mi amor
pero no se hablar ingles
y tu tampoco español

y yo siempre pienso en ti
quiero darte lo major de mi
y no me importa tu edad
por favor ya no me ignores mas

se repite las estrofas # 3 y 4
CANTANTE
AUTOR Y ARREGLISTA
WILLY LAPACHE

Nobody Told Me (John Lennon)

NOBODY TOLD ME
John Lennon

Everybody's talking and on one says a word
Everybody's making love and no one really cares
There's Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs

Always something happening and nothin going on
There's always something cooking and nothing in the pot
They're starving back in China, so finish what you got

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, strange days indeed

Everybody's runnin and no one makes a move
Well everybody's a winner and nothing left to lose
There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu

Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground
Well everybody's crying and no one makes a sound
There's a place for us in movies, you just gotta stay around

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, most peculiar mama

Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high
Everybody's flying and never touch the sky
There's UFO's over in New York and I ain't too surprised

Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Nobody told me there'd be days like these
Strange days indeed, most peculiar mama






The Walls And The Windows (Aceyalone)




Chorus
The walls have ears, the windows have eyes
and a wise man tells no lies
The walls have ears, the windows have eyes
and a dead man tells no lies
Repeat
No lies, no lies, no lies
And a dead man tells no lies
If these walls could talk
They would tell you things you wouldn't believe
These windows have seen sights you couldn't imagine
And it can't be erased by Windex or a coat of paint
Chorus
Surprise!!!
For each and every wall that ever stood it has a story
Some are not so obvious and some are self-explantory
It's padded wall in my laboratory
They're lookin through the keyhole of you dormitory
Meanwhile, up in my observatory, my telescope sees the glory
And it also sees the horror and the gory they speak derogatory
These walls in this hotel room
Tell more tales about fat tales and head
It was heard but never said, instead the walls bleed
Yeah, while they bleeding
You could hear the couples cheating, undercover meetings
Behind these seedy motel walls best believe they had it all
Wreaking balls don't bounce against the wall
to make that building fall
The walls outside my apartment complex
building projects are so complex
Yet they are taken all out of text
Like the wall of Berlin, the wall of 'Nam, the wall of China
And my tag on the wall as a reminder
Chorus
Now of course the eyes are the true windows to the soul
As well as the window to the world's soul
Whether plain glass or stained glass
Every set of eyes has a set of windows with a set of eyes
Now tell me what the world would be
if we did not have windows (We did not have windows)
You would hardly ever catch the criminal or see the swindle
Everyone inside would need A/C when they assemble
A private penitentiary at home is what it might resemble
See my window-pane got so much pain
The glass is busting out the frame
So let the candle kindle in the window as a symbol
I be leavin' my window open hoping that I might get a breeze
But when the wind comes in the eyes
come in and eyes don't seem to want to leave
Because spying eyes by eyeing the prize
and eyeing on your movement
You can change your wall and windows
with some building home improvement
But looky looos they still be trying
you look inside your window
The walls will hear it ever single time you voice crescendos
It's enough to make you tremble, leave you in limbo
Can it also be simple?
Because these are fundamentals
for the mental so don't get sentimental
Because these are not your windows
these wall are really rentals
They know everything your into
And all the business that you tend to
So keep your windows rolled up
and don't hold up the wall against the floor
And while you're window shopping
don't bother stopping at my store
I put a note in the window, but you couldn't read what is said
So I took a rock and carved it in the glass and it read:
Chorus
Repeat

Somethin' 4 Tha Mood (DJ Quik)

[DJ Quik]
This one goes out to my niggas
Cus we be havin to deal with these punk**bitches
Check this out

Hey bitch you remember me
It's mista DJ Quik from the Westside of the Tree
And you met me at 2000 where I'm brownin
That's where me and the PPC were just clownin
Doin what we had to do to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my bitch how you changed
I see you rubbin all on my dick and it's feelin kinda strange
Cus then you wouldn't even walk me around the block
But now your tryin to throw me that toe up cock
I wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole
I gots to keep the P in it baby, muthaf**k you hoes
But open up wide if you given up head
Because, close mouths don't get fed
I'm talking to punk ass, trick ass, nuttin**bitches
What's the name of your perfume �Vicious�?
Hoes aint shit, aint gon' be, aint never will be
And I'ma make you feel bad that you f**ked me
So fast-forward tricks this is strictly for my dogs
Ballin like a muthaf**ka ragtop hogs
And El Cos keep rollin to this gangsta shit
And when I'm feelin like being bothered with you bitches
I'm givin ya..

[Chorus]
Somethin 4 tha mood
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?
(I'm givin ya.. )
Somethin 4 tha mood
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin (ya know)
What about my bitch on my lap?

[DJ Quik]
Ah..
Now it's 5:15 and I'm thinking about niggas Playa Hamm
Mr. Shabby Bleu and Big Jam
Hamm's at Gina's so I hit him on my mobile
87 Sprint him so you know I gots to flow
Yo what's up nigga

[Playa Hamm]
Yo same ol' playa
Got some tendas, meet me over at Gina's a little later
Hook it up mobbin through with D and a couple of half G's
So is you down for the skeaze?

[DJ Quik]
I'm on my way
Now the bitches at Gina's they all wanna see me
Put my telephone down for the LAPD
They passed me, I pass them, and they didn't even trip
Now I'm doin 55 over the Arlington Dip
In my Lex-o rollin got me feelin superior
With the funky white pearl and black leather interior
My niggas in my truck, we aint givin a f**k
We carried a very face pace to 42nd place

Snoop Dogg blew it and headed back to the strip
In the left hand turnin lane niggas steppin on trick
Bust a right on Normande, the bitches blow for me
But I don't pay �em no mind cus they come second to my homies
Hit the spot and bail but I don't step in the mud
Walk up in the living room where it's smellin like bud
In the kitchen where it aint no drinks but a gang a food
Ahh, let me pop the trunk cus I bought a little..

[Chorus]
Somethin 4 tha mood (Yeah)
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?
(I'm givin ya.. )
Somethin 4 tha mood (Ya know)
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?

[DJ Quik]
Now I dips to the studio to listen to the hits
2nd II None workin on some brand new shit
And it's tighter that a muthaf**ka got that swang
While Big J try to take a nigga straight to Beighjing
But I pass on the bud, I mash on the brew
Genuine Draft for my muthaf**kin crew
Tashe's chillin, China just trippin
Chris engineering and Bacon and George sippin
So listenin to this track makes you understand
Why niggas still can't f**k with the one-man band
Got my dark lokes clean with the P on my crown
And my black leather trench to the muthaf**kin grown
And I'm faded, knowin I don't wanna drive drunk
In case I get jacked got my shit in the trunk
Now I might have been swerving but I made it to the tent
Just another day in the life of Quik
I'm givin ya..

[Chorus]
Somethin 4 tha mood
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?
(I'm givin ya.. )
Somethin 4 tha mood
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?
(And you know I got)
Somethin 4 tha mood
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?
(I'm givin ya.. )
Somethin 4 tha mood (Ya know baby)
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap? (And we up out)

Good To Me (The White Stripes)

I've got a 1980 Volvo
I get it started up and I go
It's not a vintage Cadillac
And it doesn't have fins in the back
But it always gets me there and back

And it will always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me

I've got a beat up Silvertone amp
I plug it in and it sounds like a champ
It's not a Fender Tweed Deluxe
It only cost me a couple of bucks

And it will always sound good to me
Always sound good to me
Always sound good to me
Always sound good to me

I've got a girlfriend she's so true
And no other kind of girl will do
'Cause I've lots of girls in the past
And I knew none of their love would last

But this one will always be true to me
Always be true to me
Always be true to me
Always be true to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Good to me
Good to me
Good to me

Belgie (Het Goede Doel)

Waar kan ik heen, ik kan niet naar Duitsland,
Ik kan niet naar Duitsland, daar zijn zo streng.
Waar kan ik heen, ik kan niet naar Chili,
Ik wil niet naar Chili, daar doen ze zo eng.
Ik wil niet wonen in Koeweit,
Want in Koeweit daar is 't me te heet.
En wat Amerika betreft,
Dat land bestaat niet echt.

Waar kan ik heen, ik kan niet naar Noord-Ierland,
Niet naar Noord-Ierland, daar gaat alles stuk.
Waar kan ik heen, ik kan niet China,
Ik ga niet naar China, dat wordt me te druk.
Ik wil niet wonen in Schotland,
Want in Scotland daar is het me te nat.
En in de USSR,
Dat gaat me net te ver.

Is er leven op Pluto,
Kun je dansen op de maan.
Is er een plaats tussen de sterren,
Waar ik heen kan gaan.
(2x)

Waar kan ik heen, ik kan niet naar Cuba,
Ik wil niet naar Cuba, dat is me te zoet.
Waar kan ik heen, ik kan niet naar Polen,
Ik ga niet naar Polen daar gaat het te goed.
Ik wil niet wonen in Lapland,
Want Lapland daar is het me te koud.
En ik ga weg uit Nederland,
Want hier ik krijg het benauwd.

Is er leven op Pluto,
Kun je dansen op de maan.
Is er een plaats tussen de sterren,
Waar ik heen kan gaan.
(2x)

Ik heb getwijfeld over Belgie,
Omdat iedereen daar lacht.
Ik heb getwijfeld over Belgie,
Want dat taaltje is zo zacht.

Ik stond zelfs in dubio,
Maar ik nam geen enkel risico.
Ik heb getwijfeld over Belgie.
(2x)

Belgie, Belgie, Belgie, Bel-gi-e.

Is er leven op Pluto,
Kun je dansen op de maan.
Is er een plaats tussen de sterren,
Waar ik heen kan gaan.
(2x)


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