Lyrics: Luc Plamondon Music: Aldo Nova, Johan Boback, Joachim Nilsson Quand Ton meilleur ami te trahit C?est pire qu?une femme qui te trompe Pire qu
Yeah, now that I got the blood, let me speak on this aight Yeah, I hear a lot of kick in this bitch Turn the music up in this motherfucker Other side
meme Cela n'empeche pas que l'on approuve quand meme Ils sont nos amis quoi que j'avertis Sort ta plaque et le Shit Squad est de la partie Ne reculant
Lim - Meiday on fait partis de la street, si j'avais su qui n'mentais, depuis longtemps, j'aurais quitter l'brelic. Coup d'etat ou coup d'eclat, ton rap
you rush because it's all night long [Repeat 1] [Ahkim] Yeah, yeah, yo Party time, pull the Linx out, get the minks out Or come ghetto, but just dance to the music
have all night Don't you rush because it's all night long Chorus Yeh, yeh, yo, party time Pull the links out, get the minks out ??? but just dance to the music
[Diddy:] You niggas paranoid, I party gettin' money I know I'm the shit my janitor be getting money I got a skyscraper, it's a hell of a view Got me closer
parties, they make me wait What I have to get on the mic to set M-C straight I ain't never love no hoe since I'm listenin to my music They acted like
fraudin in here It's the Fresh Prince of the city No Carlton in here Soul Child of the music it's the home of the Roots Living live like it's golden bumping Jill in the coupe
/ You know ain't no party liver Will.i.am We got drinks to serve, twistin' up the herb so fuck what's over there, there's a party over here/ We got
[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
[Kanye West] Uh, Good music, this our year backing drums by DJ Premier now let me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap
Ay world, this Street's 101 I'm fin ta give u half a pound of J-Kwon And a quarter bird of Track Boy Music Hey hey hey Now all my life, dirty, I been
Gilla.. Gilla.. let's go!) [Redman] Yo, yo Muscle my way in, old fathers mine Tattooed Gilla, feelin in my prime Pull up a Coupe a color niggaz can't
Can You Believe It - Styles P [Styles P & Akon talking] What up John (testing one, two, three) What up Kon (hey convict music) Let's go (can you believe
fucking way Come through new coupe Z three plus fifty Me plus Jimmy speed up slow easy up quickly Yeah, we puff really Yeah, we just silly Party buddies
while we rap Go ahead girls, express yourself! My party, your party, anytime drop in Cold hip-hop is always rockin' Don't you like it when the music