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Listen Jangan Pikirin Abang - Firman feat. Alice (OFFICIAL VIDEO)


Lyrics

Katakan (Nana)

Na Na ...Na Na..Na..

Kali pertama ku jumpa denganmu
Meluat dengan gelagatmu
Bilaku mula kenali dirimu

Jantung ku mula berdegup laju

Tak tahan getaran yang melanda di hati
Tak pernah kurasakan sebegini

Tak tahan getaran yang melanda di hati
Tak berhenti berpeluh bila kau di sisiku

Korus:
Lebih seribu kalu cubaku katakan ku suka kamu
Lebih seribu kali juga kau membisu buat tak tahu

Na Na ..Na Na Na..

Tolong katakan tolong beritahu
Jika benar kau suka padaku
Ku Mahu **ng tak berhenti senyum
Makan kenyang tidur pun berlagu

Tahan getaran yang melanda di hati
(Tak tahan getaran yang melanda di hati)
Tak pernah kurasakan sebegini

Tak tahan getaran yang melanda di hati
(Tak tahan getaran yang melanda di hati
Tak berhenti berpeluh bila kau di sisiku

Ulang Korus.

RAP:
Mic check 1...2
I really wanna be eith you
Hey baby boo
Come and go with me
We're supposed to be
Together, you feelin' me?
I'm like three times better than him
It's little Z
You wanna go with the flow
Let's go
You wanna take it slow

Let's go
YOu know I'm cool with that
Words are hard to suppress
Gotta go through tests
Hey Nana!...Who me! Yeah you, note that
My love's the best!!!

Tolong katakan tolong beritahu
Jika benar kau suka padaku
Jangan kau senyum dan buat tak tahu
Tak kuasa aku nak menunggu

Ulang korus

Lebih baik engkau berterus terang sahaja segala-gala
Jika kau terus membisu buat ku tunggu..ku
tinggalkanmu

NA NA NA NA

World Wide (Remix) (Outlawz)

feat. 2Pac, T-Low
[Edi] + (Bosko)
(gangstaz clap yo hands)
World Wide..... Outlawz
(all the ladies clap yo hands)
Makaveli The Don....
With the homie T-Low
(gangstaz clap yo hands)
Felly Fel on the track.... Bosko
(all the ladies clap yo hands)
It's going down real big.... let's go
(clap yo hands baby)

[T-Low - Chorus]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

[Edi]
We holla World Wide
Better understand us
Since we coming with thugs from L.A to Atlanta
Put ya hands up
Nothin' but love from all sides of my thug cliq
Outlaw ridahs them hataz aint touchin' us
Hittin' em up in two-double-O-two
I got dank, drank, bank, what you wanna do?
Move out the way, you see us coming thru
It aint a game, it's true (uhu)
We 'bout to act a fool
You know the history
All out... ball out.... picture me
Rollin' and holdin' all brands
For the victory
Edi Amin... ya know the name
Dont remember me?
Since it's nine-six
World Wide... legendary

[T-Low - Chorus]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

[2Pac]
Known for doing skandalouz deeds
No handlin' me
And naw it aint the drugs
Just the straight thug nigga in me
I swoop down and cause havoc
My rapid delivery is automatic
Lettin' niggaz have it
I been labeled as a thug nigga
Since they dont sell my shit to white folks
Ship it to the drug dealers
And catch'a-catch'a nigga world-wide
A **in Mobb Figga... West Coast hoo-ride
When we robb niggaz
Money made my squad bigger
But we aint sell our souls
Bustin' on our emenies, muder my foes
At my shows Imma nut
Lights, camera, time for action
Now get to clappin' to my cuts
A World Wide Mobb Figga

[T-Low - Chorus]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

[Bosko]
Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)
All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)
Gangstaz clap yo hands (8 claps)
All the ladies clap yo hands (8 claps)
Clap yo hands baby

[Napoleon]
It's so hard on me
Girl pardon me
I got the same spirit Pac had
Hit 'em to me
When I arrive on the dance floor
I'm humpin' the floor
It's a world wide mobb thang
That's for sure
Got money in my pocket now
Drivin' in a rocket now
Never hear me rap around ice
I keep it underground
O-U-T-L-A-W-Z fa sheezy
(yall tryin to start the East-West beef again)
Girl please
Get ya money young souljah
Time steady wastin'
I been around the world before
I'm in Jamaica
P-R... B-R.... Bahamas, plus Cuba
L-A to V-A and even Vancouver

[Young Noble]
Hey yo....
I be the Young N-O... to the B-L-E
Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
And I'm still Dirty Jerz reppin'
Outlawz reckage
Get ya dough up yall
Get ya flow up
Pac and Yak live on
Dont be surprised if they show up
At ya front door with a loaded
(ohh noooooo)
Young Nobe it the block
What's poppin' homie
Ya can hate but ya know Pac watchin homie (uhuh)
So give some love up
We stay thuggin' it up
Lil' homie is you thuggin' or what?
Throw ya dubz up
Put em real high
East, West, Dirty South, North side
Outlaw pride

[T-Low - Chorus 2X]
This is for thugz in every state
We know that bustaz gonna hate tonite
And World Wide
Aint no place that we rather be
Livin' it up with the family tonite
And World Wide

Dem Hips And Dem Lips (Acid)

Yall yall know what Acid wanna see. He wanna see those hips and feel those lips and kiss him Don’t miss a beat when I am in action. I make da heat rasie do magical feats/ I am magic make yall stop thinking of da tragic shit its just logical I got mad skillz in my ** can give any girl a quick fix. / Got me a herd of sperm can do seval hits in a act make ya bite down on da pillow do it at night or durin the day maybe even on the bay just lay down and don’t say a word and ill work it / Be shocked at what I can do with a fork / Ill touch anything that got pussy hit those dorky chicks hit these chicks that are from da Dixie land show them how to work there hands do it in bands of 3 or 4/ Don’t Curr just want that pussy it can be fussy and I still won’t cuss about it they all taste booty-o-lussies get me a whole cluster of dem

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Do it fast make it furious lets me curiously explore and rub those glands and you can get my dick I ain’t no hick I can work it you’re my chicks so you got lucky now lets ** and suck me gurl. / Ones who please get please now no teasein just straight forwarded it ward of da hatas and lets do it fo real it don’t gota be clean do it on a lean to in the woods of in da hood don’t give a damn as long as I get yaz/ Bring ya friends more the merrier. / Just no guys ain’t got a lust for that shit hell nah. Lets get to yellin and groanin won’t tell a soul. Fo real I won’t /

Chorus 2X
Girl I wanna see those hips and feel those lips fan me with that**make me groan make me roar man you got skillz now fasta gurl

Girl youz a hotie and you act like u fresh out of da virgin pot but you been with a lota guys don’t give a damn u still know what ya Is doin. / Chase ya down in a haze of light you teasein you laugin now lets get to pleasein and get dirty get down low make me go how da hell you getz so goodz. / Your pussy tastes like food and you just suckin me off like holy shit girl. Make you groan as well as me. Felt me slowly down act like a clown take dat frown off ya face and replace it with a smile it’s a race to make that face smile / Girlz you gotz skillz yo I gota roll catch ya next week. / Peace out yall.

Dixie Chicken (Little Feat)

I've seen the bright lights of Memphis
And the Commodore Hotel
And underneath a street lamp I met a Southern belle
Well she took me to the river, where she cast her spell
And in that Southern moonlight, she sang a song so well
If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland

Well we made all the hot spots. My money flowed like wine
Then that low down Southern whiskey began to fog my mind
And I don't remember church bells or the money I put down
On the white picket fence and boardwalk of the house at the edge of town
But boy do I remember the strain of her refrain
The nights we spent together, and the way she called my name

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland

Well it's been a year since she ran away
Yes that guitar player sure could play
She always liked to sing along
She's always handy with a song
Then one night in the lobby of the Commodore Hotel
I chanced to meet a bartender who said he knew her well
And as he handed me a drink he began to hum a song
And all the boys there, at the bar, began to sign along

If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tenessee lamb
And we can walk together down in dixieland
Down in dixieland

Come Around (Letters To Cleo)

Don't feel small when I'm looking down.
Don't get too high if I'm looking up at you.
And if the answer looks at me I'll still say I don't know it
Not that I could come around anyway.
Look your dreams walk away with mine.
Stumble and cry, but I'm clapping on the inside.
I'm clapping on the inside.
So what your answer comes to me.
I'm not saying I don't know it but it's not likely that I'll come around anyway.
If I should say something like "no, please don't go"
I am in a bind as much as I am saying good-bye.
Don't feel small when I'm looking down.
Don't get too high if you're looking up at me.
And if the answer looks at me I'll still say I don't know it
Not that I could come around anyway.
If I should say something like "no, please don't go"
I am in a bind as much as I am telling you
I am telling you a lie.

Let It Roll (Little Feat)

Rollin' down highway 95
Sailin' through her hometown countryside
Move on over stand astride
My cruise control's in overdrive
Need to take my baby for a ride

Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway
Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze
If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight
Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight

Might be doin' more thahn fifty-five
When I sit my baby right down by my side
Where the rubber hit the road
This rig don't dig no overload
Come on, and let my baby ride

Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway
Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze
If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight
Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight

Now I know just how heaven feels
When she reach beneath my big old steerin' wheel
Dyna flow, power glide
Bored and stroked, I'm satisfied
When I take my baby for a ride

Ooo she's like a smooth stretch of highway
Ooo she's like a cool Summer breeze
If my motor's runnin' right, we might lose control tonight
Got the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight

Rim Shak (Letters To Cleo)

Like a gaping hole in the universe, as obvious as anything could be
Trip and fall pants at ankles as it, as it only possible could be.
It's a cosmic thing and it's all around me dangling like life above me
If you knew where it was headed to
I say you'd be there already.
Can't tear yourself away, can you?
If I'm different now in a brand new light, so?
Darts in time changed everything.
I'm moving this, hurdle over that now as it, only possibly could be.
It's encompassing 'cause it's all around me dangling like you above me.
If I knew what I was coming to, make it stop already.
Can't tear yourself away, can you?
It's only right to think about.
It's only right to keep it down.
It's only right to throw your arms around it.
It's only right to keep it to yourself.
Just be sure to be sure that you're right.

From Under The Dust (Letters To Cleo)

It gets loud down here.
Fourteen scurrying feet getting as far away as feet can carry.
From under the dust I hear every one of you, from under the dust I can feel it all.
I know what you're thinking.
I know what you're saying.
It was another time.
I guess you were a friend of mine.
It was another time but not much to recall.
From under the dust I hear every one of you, from under the dust I can feel it all.
I know what you're thinking.
It isn't hard to tell at all.
I know what you're saying.
Your not whispering.

I Do The Rock (Tim Curry)

Edith Sitwell giving readings
14 Moscow Road
Osbert's giving champagne parties
Sachie's got a cold
Gertrude's hanging pictures
Alice making tea
Me, I do the only thing that still
makes sense to me
I do the Rock
I do the Rock Rock

John and Yoko farming beef
raising protein quota
Sometimes they make love and art
inside their dakota
Rodney's feeling **y
Mick is really frightfully bold
Me, I do the only thing thatstops me growing old
I do the Rock
I do the Rock Roch
I do the Rock Rock Rock

Well, it's stimulating

Solzhenitzin feels exposed
build a barbed-wirde prison
Nietsche's six feet underbut his babies still got rythm
Einstein's celebrating ten decates
but I'm afraid philosophy is just too much responsibility for me
I do the Rock
I do the Rock

Baby Ruth and Dizzy Dean
Best and Colin Cowdrey
Little Mo, Virginia Wade
Pistol Pete and O.J.
I've always like Di Maggio
and Rockne's pretty knute - you know
I could never wack a ball with such velocity
I do the Rock
I do the Rock
I do the Rock
It's stimulating - I'm a keen student

Liz and Dick and Britt and Lisa
Jaclyn, Kate and Farah
Meg and Roddy, John Travolta
Governor Brown and Linda
Interwiew and People Magazine
Miss Rona and the Queen
It must be really frightfull to attract publicity
I do the Rock
Myself
Carter, Begin and Sadat
Breznhev, Teng and Castro
eyeryday negotiate us closer to desastro
Idi Amin and the Shah
and Al Fatah is quite bizarre
I could never get the hang of ideoligy
I do the Rock
I do the Rock
I do - I do - I do - do the Rock

Blood Hound (50 Cent)

"Blood Hound"
(feat. Young Buck (G-Unit))

[50 Cent]
G-Unit, UTP
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
G-Unit, UTP, G-Unit, UTP
G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em bucked

[50 Cent]
50 Cent, that's my name
Man I ain't **in' playin'
I move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn)
Come off, now watch your chain
Fo' I blow out your brains
Shells hit your chest go out your back mayn (back mayn)
See me I put in work, man I been doin' dirt
For so long when niggas get laid out (laid out)
Niggas run through my crib, to holla at the kid
That's when I start bringin' them thangs out (thangs out)
Then we go through the strip, hangin' up out the whip
Dumpin' clips off at they whole clique mayn (clique mayn)
When witnesses around, they know how we get down
So when the cops come they ain't see shit mayn (shit mayn)
My soldiers slangin' 'caine, sunny, snow, in sleet or rain
Come through the hood and you can cop that (cop that)
I'm sittin' on some change, G-Unit gots the game
Come through here stuntin' you get popped at (popped at)

[Chorus 2x]
I love to pump crack, love to stay strapped
Love to squeeze gats but you don't hear me though
I love to hit the block, I love my two Glocks
Love to bust shots but you don't hear me though

[Young Buck]
I came in this game knowin' niggas gon' hate me
Just for the simple fact they know that I'm a rida' (rida')
I got a hell of a aim, I keep on tellin' ya mayn
I swear ain't nobody gon' find ya (find ya)
When I get lifted I'm tempted to tear your block up
Your niggas can't run cause I'm behind ya (behind ya)
Me and Chilly in your city wit' a couple nine-milli's
You better stay in line bro' (in line bro')
Cause if I walk it I'll talk it, you know we'll walk up and pop it
I love the sound of gunfire bro' (gunfire bro')
Right now we smackin' 'em wit' platinum
And they hate it cause we made it, that's what we keep that eye for (that eye for)
I represent it cause I'm in it, UTP until I'm finished
Juvenile, they can't stop us (can't stop us)
And I admit it, I live it
I'll knock a baller off his pivot with this mother**in' choppa'

[Chorus 2x]

[50 Cent]
My twenty-inches spinnin', you always see me grinin'
And you hear niggas call me grimey (grimey)
They hit me wit' them bricks, and I ain't pay 'em shit
I'm outta town, they can't find me (find me)
When I come back around, man I'ma back 'em down
I run up bustin' that Tec mayn (Tec mayn)
If you ain't got a gun, and you can't **in' run
My advice is you hit the deck mayn (deck mayn)
But if you get away and come back another day
My soldiers'll leave you wet mayn (wet mayn)
Cause we know where you be, and we know where you stay
And we'll come trippin' through your set mayn (set mayn)
Man you heard what I said, now get it in your head
I ain't payin' no **in' debt mayn (debt mayn)
Cause you'se a middle man, but you don't understand
You'se a **in' fake**connect' mayn (connect' mayn)

[Chorus 2x]


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