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kliek·je (het ~, ~s)quote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:09 schreef MaRySe het volgende:
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Hoi ik ben MaRyse
"Hallo MaRySe "
Wie wil er bij mijn kliekje?
1 etensrest
G-Unit is my clique
Haha, zo ja.quote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:09 schreef MaRySe het volgende:
[..]
Hoi ik ben MaRyse
"Hallo MaRySe "
Wie wil er bij mijn kliekje?
Hallo homeboys en homegirls
Travelling in 2015: Parijs // Luxemburg // Verenigde Staten // Frankfurt (?)
kliek? Doe dan cliquejequote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:10 schreef Petertjuhh het volgende:
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kliek·je (het ~, ~s)
1 etensrest
G-Unit is my clique
Travelling in 2015: Parijs // Luxemburg // Verenigde Staten // Frankfurt (?)
doe dan P-Unitquote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:16 schreef Dark_Killah het volgende:
Haha Puber-Unit is wel een goede naam voor het kliekje ja.
zijn avatarquote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:08 schreef Dark_Killah het volgende:
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*checkt leeftijd
Sorry ik vind jou heel triest.
Tyf je nou weer op?
Op dinsdag 24 november 2009 23:03 schreef k_man het volgende:
Een einde aan oeverloos gelul is een einde aan Fok.
Een einde aan oeverloos gelul is een einde aan Fok.
P-Unit - Breg For Mercy
P P P, P P P-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass
[Brechtje]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra
You don't wanna bang wit the best
I'll have Doc removin fragments from your chest
They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive
Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid
They say Brechtje done blew up, Brechtje you changed
Nigga you stunt, I pull out
And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar
I think he's flyin
Eight outta eight on movin targets
You run? You still dyin
Check my resume, I am oh so loco
Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
[Chorus - Brechtje/Petertjuhh]
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
[Jaguarized]
There once was some niggas that tried to murda me
I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery
This 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologize
The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard
A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart
I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars
I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
Let's get it poppin'
[Chorus]
[Petertjuhh]
I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
I'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-D
Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
These niggas tellin' out the blue
So you hang em off the bridge
At least they'll have to helicopter you
The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school
You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown
That's why them little niggas in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
I don't even freestyle for free
I gave em a break, flew over seas
But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies
I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea
[Chorus]
P P P, P P P-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass
[Brechtje]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra
You don't wanna bang wit the best
I'll have Doc removin fragments from your chest
They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive
Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid
They say Brechtje done blew up, Brechtje you changed
Nigga you stunt, I pull out
And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar
I think he's flyin
Eight outta eight on movin targets
You run? You still dyin
Check my resume, I am oh so loco
Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
[Chorus - Brechtje/Petertjuhh]
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
[Jaguarized]
There once was some niggas that tried to murda me
I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery
This 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologize
The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard
A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart
I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars
I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
Let's get it poppin'
[Chorus]
[Petertjuhh]
I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
I'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-D
Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
These niggas tellin' out the blue
So you hang em off the bridge
At least they'll have to helicopter you
The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school
You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown
That's why them little niggas in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
I don't even freestyle for free
I gave em a break, flew over seas
But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies
I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea
[Chorus]
Travelling in 2015: Parijs // Luxemburg // Verenigde Staten // Frankfurt (?)
Huh?quote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:24 schreef taart het volgende:
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Het is nog niet eens de helft van P-Unit die zingt rapt
Travelling in 2015: Parijs // Luxemburg // Verenigde Staten // Frankfurt (?)
Snap hem al. Maar meer mensen zongen er niet in de originele lyric.quote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:24 schreef taart het volgende:
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Het is nog niet eens de helft van P-Unit die zingt rapt
Travelling in 2015: Parijs // Luxemburg // Verenigde Staten // Frankfurt (?)
Ja natuurlijkquote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:13 schreef cyberrobin het volgende:
Mag ik er ook bij?
Jij mag er dus ook niet bijquote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:19 schreef Mischa_NL het volgende:
een kliekje is echt zo 2004 j0h
Wel dus.quote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:23 schreef Jaguarized het volgende:
[Brechtje]
Nigga you stunt, I pull out
I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
ik vat het hele onderwerp nogniet dont ask mequote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:35 schreef MaRySe het volgende:
Wie horen er bij ?
Leuter mee!!
T is een clique niggahquote:Op dinsdag 19 juli 2005 15:36 schreef BObNL het volgende:
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ik vat het hele onderwerp nogniet dont ask me
???
Iedereen, kliekjes is de hele showchat.
Dus alle vaste posters.
Dead-Doll
Tonks
Melanie_The_Miss
Petertjuhh
MaRySe
BObNL
Brechtje
Moeten er dus zeker in.
Dus alle vaste posters.
Dead-Doll
Tonks
Melanie_The_Miss
Petertjuhh
MaRySe
BObNL
Brechtje
Moeten er dus zeker in.
