ce soir la flemme...

alors une leçon de hip hop. Oui, après une longue conversation avinée avec un ancien (36 ans), nous sommes arrivés à la conclusion suivante: Notre révlution à nous, c'était le Hip Hop, c'est indiscutable. Le come back du rock, la percée de l'éléctro, et toute notre culture visuelle viennent d'une seule et même source, le Hip Hop. Attention, pas Arsenic, ni le Troisième oeil. le vrai Hip Hop, celui qu'on écoutait en soirée et qui nous faisait bouger la tête et nous rapprocher dangereusement des fesses des filles. Les pantalons carrés, les bobs rayés, les casquettes de baseball, les T-shirt XXXL, les coupes de cheveux improbables, Denis Rodman, Spike Lee, les grafs, le skate... du coup, un petit morceau choisi de lyricism pure, ça a un sens, dificil à suivre, mais il existe, et ça sonne drôlement bien. Damn Ludacris, you used to rock! le clip: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9x63Ym-P-Uo les lyrics: Cadillac grills Cadillac bills Check out the oil My cadillac spills Matter of fact Candy paint Cadillac kills So check out the hoes my cadillac fills 20 inch wide 20 inch high Hold on to my 20 inch ride 20 inch thighs make 20 inch eyes Hoping for american 20 inch pies Pretty ass clothes Pretty ass toes Oh how I love these pretty ass hoes Pretty ass high class anything goes Catch them in the club throwing pretty ass bows Long john draws Long john stalls Any stank puss Makes my long john pause Women on the cell making long john calls And if they like to juggle get long johns balls Chorus All my players in the house that could ride the bar And the balling ass niggas with the candy car If you a pimp and you know you dont love them hoes Then when you get on the floor (nigga hold them hoes) All my women in the house if you chasing cash And you got some big titties with a batchin ass With your fly ass boots or your open toes When you get on the floor (nigga hold them hoes) Verse 2 Dirty south mind blown Dirty south bread Cat fish fired up dity south fish Sleeping in a cockpick dirty south bed Dirty south girls Give me dirty south head Hand me down flip flops Hand me down socks Hand me down drug dealers Hand me down rocks Hand me down a fiftty pack Switch a sweet box And goodfella rich nigga hand me down stocks Mouth full of platinum Mouth full of gold 40 glock cal Keep your mouth on hold Lie through your teeth You could find your mouth cold And rip out your tongue cause What your mouth told Sweat for the lemonade Sweat for the tea Sweat from the hot sauce Sweat from the bleed You could sweat from a burn in a third degree And if you sweat in your sleep Then you sweat from me Chorus All my players in the house that could ride the bar And the balling ass niggars with the candy car If you a pimp and you know you dont love them hoes Then when you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my women in the house if you chasing cash And you got some big titties with a batchin ass With your fly ass boots or your open toes When you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) Verse 3 Hit by stars Hit by cars Drunk off the liquor Getting hit by bars Keep your gun close Cause she hit by far Hit by the neptunes Hit by guitars Afro picks Afro chicks I let my soul blow From my afro dick Grab it out the hat Pulling afro tricks Afro america Afro dick Overall country Overall cheese Overall doja We overall clean Southern hospitality Or overall mean Overall triple Overall beans Thugged out niggas Wearing thugged out chains Thugged out blocks Playing thugged out games All black tinted up Thugged out range Btp stay doing thugged out things Chorus All my players in the house that could ride the bar And the balling ass niggas with the candy car If you a pimp and you know you dont love them hoes Then when you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my women in the house if you chasing cash And you got some big titties with a batchin ass With your fly ass boots or your open toes When you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my players in the house that could ride the bar And the balling ass niggars with the candy car If you a pimp and you know you dont love them hoes Then when you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my women in the house if you chasing cash And you got some big titties with a batchin ass With your fly ass boots or your open toes When you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my players in the house that could ride the bar And the balling ass niggars with the candy car If you a pimp and you know you dont love them hoes Then when you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my women in the house if you chasing cash And you got some big titties with a batchin ass With your fly ass boots or your open toes When you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my players in the house that could ride the bar And the balling ass niggars with the candy car If you a pimp and you know you dont love them hoes Then when you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes) All my women in the house if you chasing cash And you got some big titties with a batchin ass With your fly ass boots or your open toes When you get on the floor (niggar hold them hoes)