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Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Easy Road

admin — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 00:27:50 +0000

Composição: Indisponível

[Refrain:]
I won’t, i won’t, i won’t, i won’t cause i came too far

[Verse 1:]
I trying to know what’s going on
Echoes on my cellular phone
I know this couple i don’t missing
Could it be the feds still listening
See i gat to beat those kisses
Ain’t time for the miscelleneous
And they proceed to keep on watching
Cause i’ve seen them lately
Interrogated my mum
Locked up half of my crew
But i can guarante one thing that t won’t let you.

[Chorus:]
I won’t let you lock me down
I won’t let you push me round
I won’t let you stop me now
I won’t cause i came too far
I won’t let you rool my day
I won’t let you stop my pay
I won’t no not today
I won’t cause i came too far

[Verse 2:]
Devil’s always watchin’ me (watching me)
Evil’s always stalkin me (stopping me)
God has been protecting me (protecting me)
And that’s how i gat this far
Cause when you ook at me you’ll see an angel
Can’t believe i’ve been through half the things that i went through
Cause everyday i see a face (my face)
This come true by the human race (my race)
Please don’t you judge me unless you know me
Cause i won’t let you

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Came too far to turn back now (too far) 2ce
Ain’t nobody goin’ stop me (can stop me) 2ce
Came too far to turn back now (too far) 2ce
Ain’t nobody goin’ stop me (can stop me) 2ce

[Chorus]

I won’t [to fade]

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Don’t Matter

admin — Wed, 30 May 2007 00:24:13 +0000

Composição: Indisponível

Konvict Konvict
Oh
Ohoohwooe
Oooh
Ooohhwooe

Nobody wanna see us together
Nobody thought we’d last forever
I feel I’m hopin’ and prayin’
Things between us gon’ get better
Men steady comin’ after you
Women steady comin’ after me
Seem like everybody wanna go for self
And don’t wanna respect boundaries
Tellin’ you all those lies
Just to get on your side
But I must admit there was a couple secrets
I held inside
But just know that I tried
To always apologize
And I’ma have you first always in my heart
To keep you satisfied

Got every right to wanna leave
Got every right to wanna go
Got every right to hit the road
And never talk to me no more
You don’t even have to call
Even check for me at all
Because the way I been actin’ lately
Has been off the wall
Especially toward you
Puttin’ girls before you
And they watchin’ everything I been doin’
Just to hurt you
Most of it just ain’t you
Ain’t true
And they won’t show you
How much of a queen you are to me
And why I love you baby

Oh oh oh oh oh
Cause I got you
Cause I got you
Ooooh
Cause I got you babe
Cause I got you

Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon’ fight
Oh yes we gon’ fight
Believe we gon’ fight
We gon’ fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
Cause I got you
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
Cause I got you babe
Cause we gon’ fight
Oh yes we gon’ fight
Believe we gon’ fight
We gon’ fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
Cause I got you

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Don’t Let Up

admin — Tue, 29 May 2007 00:18:39 +0000

Composição: Akon

(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Girl I Know you’re fed up but things gonna get a lot better
(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Don’t wanna see you give up, whatever you do, don’t let up

Girl i Know that things are hard now
And you’re feeling that you’re all alone
Mom & dad’s no long ’round now
‘Cause now you’re grown with kids of your own
Baby dad is nowhere to be found
While you play the role of mom & papi
(Raising them all by yourself)
Always home and can’t go out now
Can’t remember the last time that you were happy
Whatever you do…

(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Girl I Know you’re fed up but things gonna get a lot better
(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Don’t wanna see you give up, whatever you do, don’t let up

Every man that you meet on the streets
You’re looking at him like he’s an enemy
(Just give us one more chance)
Girl I know that you can’t hurt no more
You’ve been damaged, can’t trust nobody
And I know that you can just move on
If you let your past go with the wind
(And smile more often)
Then you will find that guy that you always wanted
From friend to husband
So girl just know that…

(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Girl I Know you’re fed up but things gonna get a lot better
(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Don’t wanna see you give up, whatever you do, don’t let up

No matter how bad things get
Girl don’t let it get to you
I know you’re trying to make ends meet
So girl don’t let it get to you
You only got one life to live
So don’t let it get to you
So go on and make the best of it
Just don’t let it get to you

(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Girl I Know you’re fed up but things gonna get a lot better
(Dont Let it Get To You, No Baby)
Don’t wanna see you give up, whatever you do, don’t let up

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Cross That Line [ft. Rick Ross]

admin — Mon, 28 May 2007 00:13:35 +0000

Composição: Indisponível

Akon - Cross That Line
ft. Rick Ross

Akon:
Convict [echo]
Up front
Yeah…
Konvict Music

Ohhh…

[Rick Ross: spoken (Akon)]
Ross… (ohhh)
Triple C’s

[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there’ll be nothin to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga and we all for that paper
Comin’ from a life of crime tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep’s gettin’ bigger but still that same nigga bustin’ shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line (hold up, hold up)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I was birthed in the crackhouse
But wet made it worse every first is a packed house
Little brother knowin’ life illegal
No toys just playin’ wit pipes and needles
I’m gon’ find knights and regals
$5000 on the paint just so life will see ya
Green cards for the free lunch
Now his green cards scream larger than seats crush
Big guns for the other side
Nigga try me I’ma teach his momma homicide
I wanna see his momma eyes
I done cried 20 years now I’m runnin’ dry

[Chorus: Akon]
If you ever cross that line I guarantee ya there’ll be nothin’ to save ya
I got a whole bunch of gorillas ready to pull the trigga and we all for that paper
Comin’ from a life of crime tryna be on my best behavior
You see my rep’s gettin’ bigger but still that same nigga bustin’ shots at them haters
But only if you cross that line (ohhh)

Don’t cross that line
Hopin’ that you don’t cross that line
Don’t cross that line
Baby don’t cross that line

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
When I’m low on funds, I’ma load up guns

Slap ya in the head I’ma open one
African in bed, she just hope I’m done
See the voodoo priest then the coke gon’ come
Open up a drum, I’m eatin’ Oprah crumbs
Got poor credit, got whore debit
Walk in the 40-40 I’ma score, bet it
Four tennis chains hoe, I’m progetic
But the 4 pellets will getcha prosthetics
If you don’t get it, just don’t let it
A life sentence is a life sentence
All my homies got ‘em, they just like business

Don’t cross that line
Hopin’ that you don’t cross that line
Don’t cross that line,
Baby don’t cross that line

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Don’t push me nigga, I ain’t pussy nigga
You “would be” killas, that is “could be” nigga
The last minute of your last breath
I’m the last image right before your last step
Shot a, Block poppa, my block hotta
Cross the line - pay the fine (Ross) Cop dollas
The motto - you’re age, creed, or color nigga
Can’t cut it stay choppin’ through the butter nigga
Critics wonder will I last long
Even though I showed my ass on my last song
I gets my mash on (Ross), no mask on (Ross), cross Ross baby it’ll be a sad song

Don’t cross that line
Hopin’ that you don’t cross that line
Don’t cross that line,
Baby don’t cross that line

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Can You Believe It (With Styles P)

admin — Sat, 26 May 2007 00:09:18 +0000

Composição: Indisponível

Styles p & akon talking]
What up john (testing one, two, three)
What up kon (hey convict music)
Let’s go (can you believe it)

(1st verse) styles p
Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, summertime hood niggas look like stars
Jewelry drip, fresh white airs, mommy shake it up keep your ass right there (ohh, can you believe it?)
My man got liquor and my cup’s right here, i can smell smoke pass the dutch right here
Nigga pass that, capri pants with the waist cut off, i wanna smash that (ohh, can you believe it?)
Party ran pack, mingling baby, and i can ll shake, you jingling baby?
Back your ass up, i’m a start tingling baby, we can have more fun if wiggling baby (yea, can you believe it?)
P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it, nigga don’t cuff it if you ain’t in love with it
Matter fact let the grub get it, please don’t hate cause at least you can say you was with it

(chorus) akon
Can you believe it? get a break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the shit i see
In a world full of smoke, contact from the weed, that’s when it really bond on me
I’m a be here for life, i aint never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that i know
It’s just another day in the hood my nigga laying back trying get this dough
Yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhh
Can you believe it?

(2nd verse) styles p
Big ass truck, brand new rims, tank top yankee, tanned out tims
Bracelet, chain, fronts bob thin, new tattoos, new black shoes (hey, can you believe it?)
Gucci, ermays, do that too, wanna feel the breeze get a new black coupe
Nigga drop the top, come thru the hood, put a hundred on your three or your foul line shot (ooh. oohh, ohh can you believe it?)
Lending outfits all in the bus cause none of us could see a summer without trips (none of us can see it)
Mad hoops so the little boys might bark at you but they all lack good if the hood bothered you

(chorus) akon
Can you believe it? get a break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the sh*t i see
In a world full of smoke, attack from the weed, that’s when it really bond on me
I’m a be here for life, never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that i know
It’s just another day in the hood my nigga laying back trying get this dough
Yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhhh
Can you believe it?

(3rd verse) styles p
Basketball tournament, pitbull pups
Ladies in the club poring chris in cups
Niggas in the jail calling home on the phone (cause they locked up)
But you still trying to act like ain’t sh*t enough
Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the park niggas talk how they run every night from the narcs
Aside from the light to the dark then the dark to the light, i wanna smoke but i could search for my life

(last verse) akon
Can you believe it? i’ve done spent ten again, watching her bend again, dancing for many men
Tell me have ever though about getting in, a room full of convicts and d block militants
We’ll show you the time of your life, you can occupy my passenger side
Introduce you to the street life, watch you fall in love after just one night
Ohhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhhh
Can you believe it?

[styles p & akon talking]
Can you believe it? (can you believe it? )
Lil’ john, akon, s.p. the ghost
Feel what we trying to do (can you believe it? )
Can you believe it (can you believe it? )

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Boss’ Life

admin — Fri, 25 May 2007 00:06:28 +0000

Composição: Indisponível

Boss’ Life
Snoop Dogg Featuring Akon

[Snoop Dogg]
Some of ‘em lie about the shit they got and what they do on the block
Some of ‘em lie about the guns they pop
But I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
That’s how it is for me ’cause I live a boss’ life
So many niggaz wanna play but still got dues to pay
Some of ‘em gotta beg a bitch to stay
But I don’t, I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
That’s how it is for me ’cause I live a boss’ life
Now this is for the B’s and the C’s, and the D’s and the H’s
And the G’s puttin work in overseas
At ease with the Doggy and smoke some weed
Fuck it, if my nigga detoxing, it’s more for me
Baby this is presidential really
A pocket full of women understanding how I’m living
Show them hoes how you winning
It’s the beginning with the pearls you’re given
The world soft like linen and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 say, it’s +Many Men+
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper and the Benz and the cribs
Then the hoes, then the clothes, I’ma have to let ‘em go
You know how the Dogg roll.. don’t get it twisted
‘Cause he bang out the East just in case you wanna visit
A touch of the exquisite, mixed with somethin pimpish
And it’s comin from the Beach where them niggaz is a beast
But I just listen, all that shit is in my past
I’m connected to the purse first nigga.. the ass last
From Long Beach to Venice is the premise
Want the green like spinach and I’m strong to the finish

[Chorus: Akon]
See me man, I’m nothin like you
I got the kinda swagger that you ain’t used to
I’m leanin in my ride, fo’ fifth, cock bangin
Me, I’m ridin by ya on the corner, block slangin
I’m livin that boss’ life (life)
The hoes come runnin when they see me comin
I’m livin that boss’ life (life)
You can have anything just don’t fuck with my money (my money)

[Snoop Dogg]
This is for the West and the East and the Dirty South
Khaki’s and them Tim’s and them niggaz with the platinum mouths
Thinkin that they blessed by the actions that be comin out
When you in Magic City you be carrying a lot of clout
But trickin ain’t the route (route), that’s even if you got it
There’s a method to you holdin it when they can’t do without it
Just put the key up in it nigga if she ’bout it
You can have her and her partner, fuckin with it for a dolla
If she a balla, she gon’ ride with a shot caller
Roll with the Bo$$ Dogg in the back of a blue Impala
And if she follow.. then she gon’ swallow
All the game you got to give her, be a different bitch tomorrow
But I would never bother breakin out (Tha Doggfather)
‘Less I knew that she was ’bout him, havin diamonds on his collar
I’m just an author, spreading game to my partners
Walkin on the blue carpet with the Doctor (Doctor)

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Blown Away

admin — Thu, 24 May 2007 00:03:29 +0000

Composição: Indisponível

[Akon]
Cheh

[Styles P]
This shit is crazy
Crazy

[Akon]
It’s one of those things man
You gotta experience to know what I’m talkin’ about
Ha ha
It’s where the goin’ get rough

[Styles P]
Akon

[Akon]
The tough stay tough

[Styles P]
Styles P

[Akon]
Up front
Let’s go
Konvict

[Akon]
We in too deep to turn back now D

[Styles P]
Sure is

[Akon]
Watch yourself
Before you get
Blown away

[Styles P]
You know where I come from
The place where your fate is a mic
Or a bull or a dum dum
A jail cell a pine box
And brothers is dumb young
Young boys
Still bustin’ guns for the slum
that they come from
Cops is the only ones they gon’ run from
That’s it
They puttin’ they hood up
But 9 out of 10 of us ain’t got good luck
You gon’ ride on a man and catch 25
Or get hit and get sent to the other side
You lose both sides of the coin
So me I play the hood baby
Not in the
Mama got a little church I could join
But I didn’t go yet
Man got a mosque I could join
But I didn’t go yet
Cool with the devil on my back
I’m in cold sweats
Bout to do some dirt
In some dirty black old sweats
If you known you shoulda shown the way
Mosta the hood bout to get blown away

[Akon]
Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts’ll never last long here
If you ain’t man enough to make shit clear
Guaranteed you’ll get blown away
Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin’ to hold on to a couple more years
Tryin’ not to get blown away

See I ain’t never shot nobody
But I’m known for fightin’
So when I strike man
You’ll think you been struck by lightning
Shouldn’t have to prove myself by killin’ a nigga
Even a child could figure out how to pull the trigga
Retaliation only takes anger mixed with passion
So you target in the distance and keep on blastin’
They say guns don’t kill people, people do
So when you’re hit man
You feel that shit the evils do
Can’t see myself get beat down
My eyes swollen
Mom’s cryin’ they don’t know what happened
My pride’s stolen
If I ain’t got my heat then I got a blade
That hit ya off

Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts’ll never last long here
If you ain’t man enough to make shit clear
Guaranteed you’ll get blown away
Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin’ to hold on to a couple more years
Tryin’ not to get blown away

Keep my eye out for jakes
Ears to the streets
Other eye out for snakes
And these scandalous freaks
If we ain’t on good terms
Don’t bother to speak
Don’t smile and try to spark a convo with me
Same thing’ll make ya laugh it’ll make ya cry
This quiet nigga, he’ll take ya life
Hate for it to be the world’s sacrifice
If somebody else could travel
Through the tunnel of life
Cause I’m that type of guy I’ll be there
When you’re ridin’
But I’ll stay to myself
So if you see me out there
with a bear we fightin’
Then nigga go help the bear

Letras de Músicas On-Line Akon - Bellydancer

admin — Wed, 23 May 2007 00:00:54 +0000

Composição: Indisponível