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Escuchar Reggae video jamaica - Tonto Irie


Letras

Queens Finest (Capone N Noreaga)

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, check it out
Niggaz know, niggaz know where we comin from
And it's gon' go down like this..

[Capone]
Yo, I gots no name, I cause pain, people'll cry
My size vary at the murder scenes, homocide bag me
Try to trace me back to my leader
I put niggaz in chairs to pine boxes way up under the stairs
Niggaz use red dots, make me follow they path
I hit cops, they be raw, tip is ten thou' cash
I'm metamorphic, I'm forced to switch
Dum-dums to hollow tips; unfortunate, you can buy me legit
I get heated when I seperate my shell
with the pin in my back, I bang like (?) I got some nerve
They jam right? But I still get respect and heard
I hit niggaz legs for fame, my lead through, shit in the game
I leave a red stain whenever I'm sprayin
I'm known as the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G
Enough'll make you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Algado & Shoballotti]
Yo stolen car -- top down, on point -- real route
Set it off -- thug it out, pull a heist -- peel out
Fingerprints -- ain't none, black mask -- no face
Cash flow -- no sweat, Jakes come -- no trace

[Prodigy]
Aiyyo ** these niggaz let's ride on these niggaz
It's so simple Dunn I'm down and don't ** around
Comb the hood, in two black Excursions
Lookin for this nigga so we can merc him
Parked in front of his building for like two hours
Been around the corner for a few hours
Came back, there he go, let's go, that nigga ours
Hopped out the truck, went right at the coward
The gun showers, rain on these niggaz they frontin
He didn't even saw it comin..
Hopped back up in the trucks, light the tree back up
I need that Dunn, havin to deal, with these fake niggaz
and fake bitches, give me that Dutch, it's never enough
Niggaz O.D. off of us (Queens Finest)
It's never enough, bitches O.D. off of us (yeah yeah)

[Chorus]

[Noreaga]
Whaaaat? Can I rap, can I rap?
We keep it under, no rotunda, with the fully thunder
Mad traffic, and I still buddy w** it
Put your name on the affadavit
just to save it, the project ghetto favorite
Laundry mat trap, the Yacub and the rat
Bill Clinton of the ghetto, respect my name
Tecs and 'caine, the rains nearly stretched the lane
Ridiculous, how my shit spit, fake fishes
Non-religious, Christians won't pay visits
Fast for a month, and mix a lot in the trunk
Ice **in full of skunk, double barrel of pump
Kick rhymes like priests, I'm a golden boy
I got a brand new whip, and it's stolen boy
Fiends love me, they see I'm still holdin void
(Queens Finest, yeah yeah, Queens Finest, yeah yeah)

[Havoc]
Watch me flow, a nigga like me all about dough
Bonin your hoe, and have her hard to find like 'dro
You know we Range Rov', come through, tinted lay low
But most of these niggaz don't show 'til ya blow
Don't, wanna come through Queens, if shorty act stank
Be like, "Mami won't you meet me halfway?"
Shook cause the crooked side done took a long trip
Niggaz on point runnin the gauntlet, ** with
niggaz that heartless, picture me, you carcas
CNN Mobb shit, don't let us start to plot shit
Chill Dunn I got this, better learn from what I spit
Hail what the God kick, bow to what this nigga live
Bunch of dead niggaz get hit when they reneg'
Like it's hard to find your **in crib
I be up in the cut, in the bushes, pick up
last from where you took it, you hit? Now I'm good kid

[Chorus]

[Algado & Shoballotti]
Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. and got the whole click behind us..
Yeah yeah.. Queens Finest.. lefrak.. Queens Finest.. and Q.B.
Queens Finest.. Jamaica.. Queens Finest.. and all over.

Mucho Quieren Fumar (Ivy Queen)

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Pero a mi me llamaron para cantar
Para que mi mensaje pueda llegar
Hoy tomo la bandera femenina
Mi pueblo me corona la campeona

Y me pregunto que sucede hoy en dia
Que la que me casa a ti te sale albolia
Los que juran amor, eternamente
terminan dandole hacer cosa a la muerte
Y por que
despues de que es de sus manos hasta comer
Los ni�os a la escuela y verlos crecer
ser una servidora y amante fiel
Eran muerte
Y por que
Si lejos del vicio a ti te quiso ver
si mira hasta la casa que puede tener
Lucho por tu trabajo y hogar tambien
eran muerte

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Por todas las mujeres quiero yo hablar
Que pare el mercado al conyugal
Si tu juras amor es x q haz de marchar
Y dejas cicatrizes q no sanan

No quiero llanto en la tierra Solo alegria
Vivamos de la paz mira dia a dia
Los que juran amor eternamente
Terminan dandole a hacer cosa a la muerte

Ay Dios
cuida de las gales de todo el mundo
No permitas que caigan en el dolor
El maltrato fisico y la depresion
Y la muerte

Solo tu
Sabes lo que habra en el juicio final
Para todo aquel hombre que quiera abusar
Los que viven de ella y la dejan con na'
dale fuerte

Muchos quieren tumbarme
les digo mira no no no que no van a poder
si cuando canto la gente sabe que llego la queen la nena del reggae

Cheeky Monkey (Artificial Joy Club)

I’ll give back your pogo stick
As soon as you return my wasted time
And then I’ll be fine
I’ll feel so much more nostalgic
As soon as all my cheques are countersigned
I’m sure I’ll be fine
Are you panicking or just groveling?
I want to empathize
So how does it feel
When the guilt bites into your veins?
How does it feel
You cheeky, cheeky little monkey?
How does it feel
When your conscious burns in your brain
I gotta know
How does it feel?
Been there done that don’t like re-runs
If I do I’ll rent the video
And cancel your show
Does somebody need a big hug?
Call me up when I’m in Mexico
Spending your dough
Are you worrying or just sniveling?
I want to empathize
So how does it feel
When the guilt bites into your veins?
How does it feel
You cheeky, cheeky little monkey?
How does it feel
When your conscious burns in your brain
I gotta know
How does it feel?
Are you shivering, are you anything?
I want to empathize
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel, cheeky monkey?
I gotta know
So how does it feel
When the knife is stuck in your back?
How does it feel
You cheeky, cheeky little monkey?
How does it feel
When your anger boomerangs you?
I gotta know
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
I gotta know

Vino Cu Mine (Iris)

Vino cu mine acum...
E magic...

Poate ai asteptat
Sa ma schimbi de fapt
Pe mine...
Poate ti-ai dorit
Sa ma vezi lovit
De tine...
Singur eu ma simt
Durerea o cuprind,
Stii bine...
Singur doar cu noi
Traia in noi
Indoiala...

Iubirea ta e grea si ne va sufoca
O nu, ce tragic.
Iubirea mea e dar si nu e in zadar
O da, e magic.


Refren:
Vino cu mine acum
Prin anii care vin
Vino cu mine si lasa-mi
Cerul ca destin.


Iubito am aflat
Durerea mea cat e
De mare...
Tu m-ai putea salva
Sa vad cat e de cald
Ce pare....

Iubirea ta e grea si ne va sufoca
O nu, ce tragic.
Iubirea mea e dar si nu e in zadar
O da, e magic.

Refren (x2):...

Ma intreb oare de ma cunosti
Cat as vrea ca sa ma mai cunosti
Da....

Iubirea mea e dar si nu e in zadar
O da, e magic.

Refren (x2):...

E magic...

I Gotta Love (Jin Tha MC)

Kanye] Yo Jin! We good wit this one, yeah!

[Jin] Good looking Kanye
Ruff Ryder, Roc-A-Fella collabo!
You see, we're the next generation in this rap game
So it's only right we got down like this

[Kanye] Yep! uh oh!

[Chorus - Kanye West] (2x)
I got a love that's better than - you ever was
You've never been - no good for me
I guess I was - just way too hood for you to be with

[Verse - Jin]
Yo I was doing a show with Kanye in the West
Mid that is, so basically the Chi and M.I. is up in the mix
We in the game now, it makes perfect sense
The kid that 'Dropped Outta College', the other never went
We take turns doing our one, two's and yes yes y'alls
Look at shorty with my name, tatted on her breast y'all
Mr. West, what do you think is the best?
(Kanye: Take em backstage, get aquainted that's what I suggest dawg)
When it comes to spittin G, I'm one of the best y'all
She look goods, smell clean and she had fresh draws
Naw, that's too good to be
Usually them type of chicks ain't good for me, no!

[Chorus]

[Verse - Jin]
I got a - way with words, I use words in ways
I convince birds to come out they cage and play
Polly want a Gucci Parka, ma what did you say?
Polly might get a ** ain't no trickin today, hey
But anyway though, she got it on smash like mashed potatoes
High class with a**that'll smash on J. Lo
Lay low, got Play-Doh, stash the payroll
Ain't no - credit card, spendin cash on Rodeo
And me? I'm at the Slausson Swap Meet
Lookin for a pair of Air One's and white tee's
She want champagne, I got Sisco and Kool-Aid
Why go to the movies? let's watch the bootleg

[Chorus]

[Verse - Jin]
Girl I don't wear Prada, never met Gucci
Or wore Versake [Versace], y'all is too boughi
We all know Kanye is Mr. Louis Vuitton
But if I see a L and a V, I'd think that it's on
That's what my old chick used to clash with me
(Jin, why'd you get this fake Louis bag for me?)
Actually, you should be happy I purchased that
I take this as a sign, you don't want the matching hat
Huh, I'm too gutter, you more Parkay with yours
I'm more I can't believe it's not butter
What the - other - suckas do for love is a damn shame
I got a new significant other cause plans change

[Chorus]

[Outro - Jin] (girl)
(I got a love) it's over girl!
(You ever was) I thought me and you was it
(No good for me) But obviously, things ain't work out
(I got a love) And I know when you see this video
(You ever was) First thing you gon do is pick up that cell phone
(No good for me) Go to Jay, hah

Lumea Toata E A Mea (Iris)

Ziua si noaptea alearga ca viata
Si orele trec mai usor...
Luna se stinge chemand dimineata
Si soarele-apare in zori...

Cerul se-aprinde, un dor ma cuprinde
Si lumea e toata a mea...
Focul tristetii indata se stinge
Iubirea e-n inima ta...

O singura data
Te rog sa mai stai...
Iar timpul te roaga
O clipa sa-mi dai...


Refren:
Lumea toata... E a mea.... Si te rog nu pleca...
Lumea toata... E a mea.... Si te rog nu pleca...
Lumea e a mea...


Ziua si noaptea alearga ca viata
Si orele trec mai usor...
Luna se stinge chemand dimineata
Si soarele-apare in zori...

Cerul se-aprinde, un dor ma cuprinde
Si lumea e toata a mea...
Focul tristetii indata se stinge
Iubirea e-n inima ta...

O singura data
Te rog sa mai stai...
Iar timpul te roaga
O clipa sa-mi dai...

Refren (x2):...

Be By My Side (Smiley)

( Sonrisa)
Me quedado solo and triste
Desde aquel momento que te fuiestes
Vagando por las calles solo
Smoking weed and getting high en mi low-low
Todo el tiempo pienso en ti
Y deseo que estes otravez junto ami
Pero
Yo se que diosito me esta casttigando
Por lo mal manera que yo te he tratado
Pero lo siento

Y de corazon te digo que me arrepiento

Porque te sigo queriedo
Como nunca a nadien habia querido
Pues tu amor lo traigo bien metido
BEATS STOP
Tu bien sabes que te traigo en el corazon
Desde que tu te fuistes
Porque
No puedo vivir sinti
Nose que hacer sinti
Y yo deseo que estes otravez junto ami
Chale girl
Nosabes como sufro sinti
Yo se que melo tengo bien merecido
Porque no supe lo que tenia asta que lo vi perdido
Pues tu eras la razon de mi existir
Fui un tonto al dejarte hir
Y haora me quiero morir
Porque sinti no puedo vivir
Now you know that I'm a c-h-o-l-o for life
And just like that I want you to b my wife
When I think of you Yo me aguito
Por que you know mija que nesesito
I still have your picture an mi caveza
Me llegan los recuerdos y memuero de tristeza
And just like that me tomo otra cerveza
Porque tu sabes que
Lloro porti, sufro porti, y me muero por ti
Parece un sueño lo que yo estoy viviendo
Pero es la realidad y por tu amor estoy sufriendo
Pero a pesar de todo te sigo queriendo

I really love you and I miss you
Haora que te fuiestes I reminisce you
Y sueño que estes aqui so I can be with you
Damn mija you still in my heart
And nobody can't takes us apart
For ever I will love you
in till I die in till I die

(Chrous 1x)
Girl you'll giving me
All the love that I need
And never let you go
Girl I want you and need you
To be right here by my side

Aqui estoy otrevez
Pensando y dandome golpes de pecho
Nomas me acuerdo y me lleno de dolor
Si pandillero me quisistes
Y pandillero me aceptastes
Por mas que lo pienso nose porque me dejaste
Si yo siempre fui honesto contigo
Y todo lo que asiamos was divino
Hoara que me doy cuenta que nunca me quisistes
Termine haogandome en el vino
Pero como poder olvidarte
Si donde quiera que voy estas presente
Y tus recuerdos siempre estan en mimente
Te fuiste y medejaste solo y triste
Nose cul fue mi error
Pero te pido que regreses y me perdones porfavor
Tu bien sabes que te nesesito
Contigo tenia la felicidad del mundo
Y lo que sentiamos era bien profundo
Now I feel all alone
That why I dedicate you this song
You gave me happiness all the time
And your body will always be mine
Girl tequiero mucho
de noche te sueño y tu voz escucho
My vida es dificel with out you
En vida me estoy acabando
Sin tu presencia siento que mi muerte
Se esta llegando
Y mi destino sinti acanviendo
Por mas que trato te olvidarte
No puedo
pues estas pegado ami como un chiqle
Y dejarte en en el pasado es dificil

(Chorus 2x)
Girl you'll giving me
All the love that I need
And never let you go
Girl I want you and need you
To be right here by my side


Todo lo que paso entre nosotros fue marabilloso
Y como compartiamos nustra vida era hermoso
Pero fue mas fuerte la amvision
Y por eso tomaste esa decision
De partirme el corazon and mil pedasos
Pero no te precupes que tu turno te llegara paso a paso
Y sufriras como yo sufri
Y beras cual es el verdadero dolor
Porque para ti todo fue sabor
Nunca sentiste amor asia me
And you said that you could lived with out me
And that you never need it me
So what tha ** you were living with me
Pero yo no te pudo castigar
Por los errores que tu as cometido
Solo dale tiempo al tiempo
Llegara tu castigo
Yo no soy nadien para catigar
Pero soy ese vato que te va olvidar
Por que asta horita me doy cuenta que no supiste amar
Y tu amor asia ti hoy mismo lo voy a matar, lo voy a matar.

(Chrorus)
Girl you'll giving me
All the love that I need
And never let you go
Girl I want you and need you
To be right here by my side

Stand The Ghetto (Bernard Lavilliers)

Si tu danses reggae
Si tu danses reggae
Tu balances reggae
Sans défense reggae
S'est spécial reggae
Infernal reggae
Ça commence à cogner
Comme un cœur régulier

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Tout l'monde danse, tu te traînes
Tout l'monde fume et tu bois
Downtown, ça enchaîne
Dans les rhumbars en bois
Quand ça cause le reggae
Ça explose reggae
C'est le seul reggae
Qui déboule reggae

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Derrière les barbelés
Trois rangés bien gardées
Ils attendent de crever
De sortir de braquer
Pour le flingue dans ta poche
T'es coincé à gun court
Jusque-là le reggae
Viendra t'réveiller

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Elle est noire et dorée
Elle est belle à crever
Regarde-la marcher
Et danser son reggae
Fait trop chaud pour chanter
Fait trop soif pour noter
Trop beau pour t'expliquer
Ce qui s'passe dans l'reggae

I and I love the island in the sun
I and I know when and where I go
But it is so hard to feed my kids
But it is so hard to stand the ghetto

Whiskey On The Rocks (AC/DC)

I've been drinkin' all night long
So long baby, I'm gone

Bloody Mary give me shivers from a shot
Set up the shooters, it's time for a drop
Old Jamaica, runnin' we come
Down at the Hatch Jack, the women and the fun
We drink a lot, that demon drop
This one's on me and here's to you

Whiskey on the rocks
A double or a shot
Whiskey on the rocks
Elixir from the top

Drinkin' Mai Tai, Singapore Sling
Beam me up Jim, it's time to come in
I'll have one more afore ye close up the door
It's on the house Mac, it's whiskey galore
We drink a lot, that demon drop
This one's on me, here's mud in your eye

Whiskey on the rocks
A double or a shot
Whiskey on the rocks
Elixir from the top

I'm drinkin'
Whiskey on the rocks
Pour me a double, here comes trouble on the rocks
Whiskey on the rocks

Face Facts (Kottonmouth Kings)

Figured out long time ago
Nothing's as it seems don't you know
Go underground if you want the scoop
Cuz the po**tion's out the loop

You know I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams
D-Loc got a caddy, I got a V-Dub van,
X Daddy rolled a fatty, asked him "What's the plan?"
He took a hit, blew out his rip
And said, "Let's plant the land"

Yeah I smoke some weed, just a little somethin somethin
Don't hate me because I got the country buzzin
Leave cats shocked, you know the crowd be jumpin
On my pride it blows like a chemical combustion
My real name's Dustin, I spit these customs
AKA D-Loc, E-Loc's little cousin
Don't be mad, be glad, tell your dad
Cuz I be spittin' rhymes you never knew I even had
(??) (into the store?), double parked and got a ticket
By a midget on a pony, I called him shorty
He started twitchin, fingers clickin
While he's bitchin, and I snapped
I had a vision, I was leading in the useless race
I had the pole position, no but kiddin'
And I didn't make that mess up in your kitchen
I was dishin' out some sacks, and me and Loc, well we were fishin
I keep wishin' that you'd ease on up and quit it with your trippin
Maybe smoke a bit more weed and stop it with that candy flippin

Let's face facts, chips get stacked
Unsystematically our pockets get fat
And we kick back, pimp caddilacs
Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks

Think you can out smoke me, well I'm calling you a liar
Cuz my bowl, I set it on fire
I'm on my couch with my pouch and my fat JB
Got ten different types of weed, about a pound of each
No leaves, they're clipped clean
But the few they hit the bing
Then my phone rings, my boy askin what he need to bring
I said some coligreen, some kale, some pot, and some ale
And that freak we met last night, I think her name was uh...Michelle
Ah what the hell, just put out the word
Any hottie with the nerve, Richter said that he will serve

Graduated high school back in '95,started writin' rhymes
Laid low, I'm hard to find
A kid like me, no less, I'm kinda fresh
Discovered the weed, took a hit and got blessed
I'm not the best, just flexed on the next
Daddy X plan a text, simply not complexed
I'll give it all I got, put the game to a test
Keep writin' rhymes and forget about the rest

Let's face facts, chips get stacked
Unsystematically our pockets get fat
And we kick back, pimp caddilacs
Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks

Ooh damn, there he goes again
Throwin' his cigarettes out the window
Blowin' fog with logs, sticky indo
You know it comes a dime a dozen
Flow like Snoop, lay it back in the cut and
Woo, I think I'll pass on the brew
And smoke my buds with the Kottonmouth Krew,
The big bad ass, you know who

Well, I really can't tell if there's a difference anymore
Goin' up or goin' down, where's the elevator door?
Got the pimped out suite on the 13th floor
Black Flag's in my speakers blarin' "Gimme some more"
Nowadays I stay blazed, a hundred ways, my brain's crazed
Gone like those punk days, I'm stackin' chips like Frito, Lays
I've been to that place, fast cars, cheap thrills
Funny looking pills, million dollar deals
Three day orgys in the Hollywood Hills, for real
I don't be speakin' no myths, raised on punk rock riffs
Smokin' spliffs by the cliffs
And you and your crew's talking about "What if...?"'s

Let's face facts, chips get stacked
Unsystematically our pockets get fat
And we kick back, pimp caddilacs
Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks

All this talk of gettin' blazed, reminds me of reggae Sundays
Lazy dread and sweaters bust, the Crenshaw District lord was a must
Burnin' spliffs to tell (??), hittin' little Jamaica's rockin record shops
(??) in stock and cravin (egg?) eating stones, (??)
All this talk of gettin' blazed, reminds me of punk rock ways
Babylon could never rock our boat, all I need (??)
That's what's really goin' on, life's too short to be a victim
If you don't like what you got, respond
When time has come to make a move, down to you to come up and prove
It's time to make a change, so chose

Let's face facts, chips get stacked
Unsystematically our pockets get fat
And we kick back, pimp caddilacs
Smoke off pounds, flip dime sacks

Ganja business controls America


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