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Reddkitt - Kağıttan Sevda

Reddkitt - Kağıttan Sevda

Kaç kere bu son demiştim, yapamadım
Gözlerinden kopamadım
Resmini çekmecemden çıkarttım ama bir kez bile bakamadım
Silmek için hücrelerimden kapandım odama
Sabahlara çıkamadım
Bütün dağlar bütün denizler uykusundayken
Bir tek damla uyumadım

Kendime kağıttan küçük bir sevda yaptım
Gecelerce avuttum kendimi
Rehin bıraktım, yüreğimi ellerine
Ne olur geri ver kalbimi

Kendime kağıttan küçük bir sevda yaptım
Gecelerce avuttum kendimi
Rehin bıraktım, yüreğimi ellerine
Ne olur geri ver kalbimi

Kaç kere bu son demiştim, yapamadım
Gözlerinden kopamadım
Resmini çekmecemden çıkarttım ama bir kez bile bakamadım
Silmek için hücrelerimden kapandım odama
Sabahlara çıkamadım
Bütün dağlar bütün denizler uykusundayken
Bir tek damla uyumadım

Kendime kağıttan küçük bir sevda yaptım
Gecelerce avuttum kendimi
Rehin bıraktım, yüreğimi ellerine
Ne olur geri ver kalbimi

Kağıttan küçük bir sevda yaptım
Gecelerce avuttum kendimi
Rehin bıraktım, yüreğimi ellerine
Ne olur geri ver kalbimi…

Tarih: Eylül 6th, 2007
Saat: 7:21pm


Kategoriler: Şarkı Sözü R

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Reddkitt - İstanbul Sensiz Bir Gemi

Reddkitt - İstanbul Sensiz Bir Gemi

Saçlarının sallanışı sarhoş olmuş sevda yeli
Gözlerinin o bakışı yağmursuz aşk mevsimi
Tatlı tatlı o gülüşün şu kalbimin gizli yeri
Hele o masum duruşun sürüklüyor burdan beni

Ama yoksun bu ÅŸehirde konuÅŸmuyor kuÅŸlar bile
Kaybettim artık dengemi
Fırtınalarla boğuşmuşi yolunu çoktan kaybetmiş
İstanbul sensiz bir gemi

Tarih: Eylül 6th, 2007
Saat: 7:20pm


Kategoriler: Şarkı Sözü R

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Redman - WKYA (Drop)

Redman - WKYA (Drop)

“WKYA (Drop)”

[radio announcer]
This is DJ Sayyyy WHAT?! on this motherfucker
Comin at you live on WKYA Radio from the Brick City
The weather is callin for it to be hotter than a MOTHERFUCKER out there
So crack a brew, roll a blunt, cause the phone lines are open right now
We’ve expanded to cities like Atlanta, D.C., Tampa, Chicago
Dallas, Memphis, Detroit and L.A.
So call in now, 1-800-High-as-a-Motherfucker
That’s 1-800-,High-as-a-MOTHERFUCKER!!

DOCTOR DOCTOR! Tell me how ya do it
Spit hot shit like it ain’t nuttin to it..

DOCTOR DOCTOR! Tell me how ya do it
Spit hot shit like it ain’t nuttin to it..

[Redman]
Yo, when I walk I stalk like a dog (AROOF!)
Writin “fuck ya hometown” on ya wall (AROOF!)
WKYA! Them niggaz that’ll whip out the dick
and piss ALL in your gar-ments
When I come around, son lay ‘em down
This Homey the Clown play around so pay it now
Sweepin the block up, Mayor Doc, he in town
Ridin the highway at night to run a deer down; I look for the action
Funk Doc, I don’t look when I’m crashin!
I’m so dope I could bundle cook-up by the aspirin
Gaspin like it’s Aspen, no air
Beef we bring it on with tap shoes and hope the po’-po’ there
Graduated, they said Red would go nowhere (uh-uh)
Now, SOURCE AWARDS, ride a water buffalo there
Polo Gear, holes in it, the fo’-fo’ wear
Ass out, check the weather report for cold air (brrrr)
On your hottest day of the summer, I snowmobile in
Stack new jacks in the Carter, blow the building
It’s WKYA muh’fucker
Bringin trouble your way, so duck muh’fucker!

Yeahh! Two-hundred and fifty-five-thousand pounds
of guerilla shit funk fo’ yo’ ass motherfucker!
Bricks to Brook-nam, we hold it down, PPP Def Squad
Ya tell me once and I’ll tell you again
Pull out the mac-10 and rob yo’ friend, yeahhh!
(Fucker) WKYA (We kickin yo’ ass)

Tarih: Eylül 6th, 2007
Saat: 7:20pm


Kategoriler: Şarkı Sözü R

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Redman - Uh-Huh

Redman - Uh-Huh

“Uh-Huh”

[Verse One]
Yo, now first of all I’m a kid about money
Talkin hot bid’ness and my paper work, runnin
Doc in hot knickers like Good Will, Huntin
Put them shotguns up in the air and start, pumpin
Real niggaz in the hood don’t start, nuttin
When the heat breaks they proceed to start, dumpin
You eyeballin me like you movin somethin
Yo’ bitch fuckin you with me in the Walkman
Slow down boy, you’re not a real, killer
Three-wheel motion from me shootin the wheel up
Out the jungle, Doc straight go-rilla (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Bananas, antennas can’t pick up (doo doo doo doo)
My crew is Triple P, watch us do it
Brook-nam, Shaolin, the T-Dot, Newark
All my shorties skippin school watch truant
Hit the college dorm, make freaks out the students

[Chorus]
Yeah, now do you like the way it feel baby? (uh-huh)
Do you like the way the Bricks move baby? (uh-huh)
Roll the L, let’s inhale baby (uh-huh)
Startin it up befo’ twelve baby (uh-huh, uh-huh)
To my niggaz that say buck hoes (uh-huh)
Only real dog is they red nose (uh-huh)
If it ain’t green can’t accept those (uh-huh)
that can’t roll with niggaz that’s petrol (uh-huh)

[Verse Two]
Niggaz, abandon ship when I’m geared for landing
Your own tec-ll see my grill and start, jamming
Throw your hands up in the air, keep ‘em standin
Fuck if you in here on V.I.P., laminates (fuck you)
You’ll get touched too with the, cannon
Around the handle, a fuck you ban-danna
Dawg I was grown with balls and bad, manners
That’s why me and your broad is on, camera [click click click]
I’m sick from a childhood head, blow
When systems was pumpin before I let, go
The head honcho fall back and pump, foBigger four flows ’til they scream, ALL GO!
Now wake your punk-ass up if you asleep
Doc and Brick City bout fo’-thousand deep
Fourteen years old, got TV’s in the, seat
Watchin pornos of Janet Jack-me

[Chorus - 2X]

Tarih: Eylül 6th, 2007
Saat: 7:20pm


Kategoriler: Şarkı Sözü R

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Redman - Muh-Fucka

Redman - Muh-Fucka

“Muh-Fucka”

Yo, this for all my live motherfuckers!
(Motherfuckers) YO! ..

What the deal muh-fucka? Chill muh-fucka
LP bangs all in your hood muh-fucka
My niggaz smack niggaz like Suge muh-fucka
Later on, reminisce it like wood muh-fucka
You muh-fuckers try to block a thorough muh-fucka
Hard shell chicken Taco Bell muh-fucka
Fuck you models, you too frail muh-fucka (get outta here!)
I took a fat chick to pay the bail muh-fucka
I stay drunk and I don’t drink muh-fucka
Type nigga to do it before he think muh-fucka
Bricks and Shaolin, watch us link muh-fucka
Stores’ll run out of paper and ink muh-fucka
I move before your eyes can blink muh-fucka
Quick like O-Dog shot the chink muh-fucka
White girls sweat me like N’Sync muh-fucka
I get MPC’s out of sync muh-fucka

I said he a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said she a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said we the motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said they the motherfuckers!!
Yo, Brick City motherfuckers!!
Yo, Brook-nam motherfuckers!!
Yo, Uptown motherfuckers!!
Yo, Boogie Down motherfuckers!!

Yo yo, yo, back to y’all muh-fuckers wanna ball muh-fuckers
TV’s all up in your car muh-fuckers
At the club tryin to buy the bar muh-fuckers
Catch you for the jewels and the star muh-fuckers
Wanna battle dawg, we can brawl muh-fucka
Little Jamal, handle the call muh-fucka
My steel wall like Bradshaw’s muh-fucka
For pressure, inject Demarol muh-fucka
Golddiggers be tryin to trick muh-fuckers
Baby mommas be out to get muh-fuckers
N.Y.P.D. out to split muh-fuckers
Cuttin your veins up for the fix muh-fucka
Bricks muh-fuckers crazy muh-fuckers
Often unplugged, A-B-C muh-fuckers
Got toys not from Kay-Bee muh-fucka
Burnin holes in your AV muh-fucka

I said he a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said she a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said we the motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said they the motherfuckers!!
Yo, Jersey motherfuckers!!
Yo, West coast motherfuckers!!
Yo, Atlanta motherfuckers!!
Yo, V.A. motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said he a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said she a muh-fucka!!
Yo, I said we the motherfuckers!!
Yo, I said they the motherfuckers!!
Yo, Chi-Town motherfuckers!!
Yo, Detroit motherfuckers!!
Yo, Miami motherfuckers!!
Yo, Canada motherfuckers, and we out!!

This for all my live muh-fuckers out there!!
C’mon!!

Tarih: Eylül 6th, 2007
Saat: 7:20pm


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