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Video Karaoke Liedje Nothin' But The Cavi Hit - Tha Dogg Pound & Mack 10

Deze opname is een cover van Nothin' But The Cavi Hit beroemd gemaakt door Tha Dogg Pound

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CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

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Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: 98 BPM

Song toonsleutel: Fa♯m

Tijdsduur: 04:04 - Preview aan: 01:21

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 1996
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Delmar Arnaud, Dedrick D'mon Rolison, Priest J Brooks, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics Nothin' But The Cavi Hit

Lays up
Now when I come ta y'all hood y'all watch my back
An' when ya come to Englewood
I'mmo front you a stack
So we could rhyme an' get away wit da cash like a caper
'Cos it ain't about the cen'try it's all about the paper
May the poverty cease on the rise like yeast
The mo' fade less peace an' I keep my khakis free
Mac ten has the lick an' you know what my set be
Connect gang nigga from the west where da best be
No questions asked you down to blast fo' me
Down to ride for me down to die fo' me
I come through fo' dese sucka assed niggas fo' rep
Come creepin' on 'em slowly but surely showin' def
But like a mac nine the automatic or static
Blast a couple o' niggas leave 'em all panicked
We serve an' hit the curb smoke some herb
We came up too much too tough an' to da word
We in da war zone wit da war zone where ya gun nigga
Show 'em where ya from nigga wild man young nigga
Or slow quick hotten up the score with da
Double fours on the hip rollin' wit da force
He's out to catch a body talkin' 'bout I thought this was a gansta party
Now ya walkin' wit star who's to see
Talkin' 'bout who's jumpin'
I'm 'bout to get
The pump to pumpin' an' start dumpin' on sum'pin'
An' if you wanna trip we got the straps near
An' if I ruled dis sphere the shit will disappear
An' wave 'em all around like ya jus' don't care
It's worldwide an' dope so nigga act like ya set Mac
Ten an' da Pound kickin' nothin' but cash
I'm servin' niggas like a host wit da Pound so take a toast
Dog this west coast an' our shit bump da most
'Cos fine divine I swing through the woods of Engle
An' ev'rything I make fuck around an' be a single
From the who bangin' hits to da yes yes y'all
Now all down my hall got plex on my walls
We might slow da Row sit back an' still kick it
But da shit don't stop until we hear da meal ticket
I'll be goddamn
I'm in it fo' a meal ticket
An' it goes successful
I don't know to prove to show
Use ya roles move a corner hear the block back to back
I don't know it's like dat where da gangbangers hang at
They say Dez you a rider
I'mmo ply wit him yeah I'm a rider
From the east side o' Long beach to the west side of Englewood
On a cash mission bailin' wood to hood
Once upon a time in da early stages of my life
Sacrifice I put a new shake on niggas like dice
Forever an' a day say what you say
On the mic I display
Philly to LA
I been all over from Crenshaw
In imperial to one hundred an eightth
I'm sure Mac got my back
It's all about mashin' cash an' heatin' da stash
When ya wit a neighborhood of assassins
An' if you wanna trip we got the straps near
An' if I ruled dis sphere the shit will disappear
An' wave 'em all around like ya jus' don't care
It's worldwide an' dope so nigga act like ya set Mac
Ten an' da Pound kickin' nothin' but the cash
Uh what do you consider funk all day night an' all day long
When ya wake up in da mornin' an' ya start to yawn
All day night an' all day long come on
Dub Ess Ceeh Geeh deeh Peeh Geeh Ceeh ha ha ha ha ha
Take da picture trick yeah, take a picture trick
Yeah, take a picture trick yeah, might make dem rich
Yeah, don't stop ha don't quit bitch jus' frontin'

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