Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Damian Jr Gong Marley
Out in the streets, they call it murder. Welcome to Jamrock, camp where the thugs dem camp at. Two pound ah weed inna van back. It inna your hand bag, your knapsack, it inna your backpack. The smell ah give your.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Dove Cameron & Christina Grimmie & Baby Kaely
On a scale from one to ten. I am perfect like I am. I don’t need your number. We don’t need your number. And the stupid magazines. Want me to change my everything. They don’t even matter. Their not takin’ my power. I’m.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Emily Vaughn
Never asked any questions and now. Guess you got a few confessions. But I won't hear it. Yeah I'm not gonna hear it. And yes we all make some mistakes, but that. Doesn't make this all okay. And I don't wanna hear.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Bastille
Aah aah aah, aah aah aah. Aah aah aah, aah aah aah. Boys and girls, wanna hear a true story? Saturday night was at this real wild party. There was liquor overflowin' the cup. About 5 or 6 strippers trying to.
Tác giả: Blackway & Jared Piccone
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Blackway & Black Caviar
Two thousand off thermometers. Two thousand surroundin' us. Travel two thousand kilometers to hang out with us. What's up, danger? (Danger). What's up, danger? (Danger). Ayy, gettin' old, they doubted us. Makes.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Lil Wayne
All my niggas if you with me. Where you at? (oh!). All my soldiers if you with me. Where you at? (oh!). All my hustlaz if you with me. Where you at? (oh!). Where you at? (oh!). Where you at? Say (oh!). Niggas if you.
Tác giả: 50 Cent
Ca sỹ thể hiện: 50 Cent
Ohh! The top feel so much better than the bottom. So much better. Nigga yous' a window shopper. Mad at me, I think I know why. Nigga yous' a window shopper. In the jewelry store lookin' at.
Tác giả: Kanye West & Reverend W.A. Donaldson & Mike Dean
Ca sỹ thể hiện: Kanye West
I don't feel that she's mine enough. God, I feel I couldn't have you whine enough. Butterfly in my wrist, you make me run out of my skin. And I don't feel like. And I know you wouldn't.