Boss may refer to:
Akshay Kumar (born Rajiv Hari Om Bhatia on 9 September 1967) is an Indian film actor, producer, comedian and martial artist who has appeared in over a hundred Hindi films. He has nominated for Filmfare Award several times and won two times. When he began his acting career in the 1990s, he primarily starred in action films and was particularly known for his appearances in feature films commonly called the "Khiladi series", which included Khiladi (1992), Main Khiladi Tu Anari (1994), Sabse Bada Khiladi (1995), Khiladiyon Ka Khiladi (1996), Mr. and Mrs. Khiladi (1997), International Khiladi (1999), and Khiladi 420 (2000), as well as other action films such as Waqt Hamara Hai (1993), Mohra (1994), Elaan (1994) and Suhaag (1994).
Later he also gained fame for his drama, romance and comic roles. He started becoming known for his performances in romance films like Yeh Dillagi (1994) and Dhadkan (2000) as well as drama films such as Ek Rishtaa (2001). His comic performances in comedy films such as Hera Pheri (2000), Mujhse Shaadi Karogi (2004), and Garam Masala (2005) met with acclaim. His success further rose in 2007, when he starred in four consecutive commercial hits. He has thus established himself as one of the leading actors in Hindi cinema.
Honey Singh also known as Yo Yo Honey Singh is a Punjabi rapper, singer and a film actor. He started as a session and recording artist, and became a Bhangra producer.
Honey Singh has received the ETC award for the Best sound in 2006 for his song Glassi and the PTC award for the Best Folk Pop Award 2009 for Rebirth and PTC PUNJABI Best Music Director 2011.
It has been reported that he has been paid the highest fees ever for a song (as of 2012) of 70 lakh (US$139,700) for a song in the film Mastaan.
He was born on 15 March 1984 in Hoshiarpur. While in the UK, he studied music at the Trinity School.
It is reported that Honey Singh prefers to sing in his native language Punjabi rather than English, Spanish and French. The Punjabi album International Villager was released on 11 November 2011 (11-11-11). The track Gabru from International Villager featuring singer J-Star topped Asian music charts (including world iTunes and the official BBC asian charts)
He has performed at many college festivals including at Ansal Institute of Technology and Ramjas College, Delhi.
Seth Rogen (pronounced /ˈroʊɡɪn/; born April 15, 1982) is a Canadian stand-up comedian, actor, producer, screenwriter, and voice artist. Rogen began his career doing stand-up comedy during his teen years, winning the Vancouver Amateur Comedy Contest in 1998. While still living in his native Vancouver, he landed a small part in Freaks and Geeks. Shortly after Rogen moved to Los Angeles for his role, Freaks and Geeks was canceled after one season due to poor ratings. He then got a part on the equally short-lived Undeclared, which also hired him as a staff writer.
After landing a job as a staff writer on the final season of Da Ali G Show, for which Rogen and the other writers received an Emmy nomination, he was guided by film producer Judd Apatow toward a film career. Rogen was cast in a major supporting role and credited as a co-producer in Apatow's directorial debut, The 40-Year-Old Virgin. After Rogen received critical praise for that performance, Universal Pictures agreed to cast him as the lead in Apatow's directorial feature films Knocked Up and Funny People. Rogen and his comedy partner Evan Goldberg co-wrote the films Superbad, Pineapple Express, and The Green Hornet. Rogen has done voice work for the films Horton Hears a Who!, Kung Fu Panda, Monsters vs. Aliens, and Paul. He married fellow screenwriter Lauren Miller in October 2011.
Bruce Lee (born Lee Jun-fan; 27 November 1940 – 20 July 1973) was a Chinese AmericanHong Kong actor,martial arts instructor, philosopher, film director, film producer, screenwriter, and founder of the Jeet Kune Do martial arts movement. He is widely considered by many commentators, critics, media and other martial artists to be the most influential martial artist and pop culture icon of the 20th Century. He is often credited with changing the way Asians were presented in American films.
Lee was born in San Francisco to parents of Hong Kong heritage but was raised in Hong Kong until his late teens. Lee returned to the United States at the age of 18 to claim his U.S. citizenship and receive his higher education. It was during this time that he began teaching martial arts, which soon led to film and television roles.
His Hong Kong and Hollywood-produced films elevated the traditional Hong Kong martial arts film to a new level of popularity and acclaim, and sparked a major surge of interest in Chinese martial arts in the West in the 1970s. The direction and tone of his films changed and influenced martial arts and martial arts films in Hong Kong and the rest of the world, as well. He is noted for his roles in five feature-length films: Lo Wei's The Big Boss (1971) and Fist of Fury (1972); Way of the Dragon (1972), directed and written by Lee; Warner Brothers' Enter the Dragon (1973) and The Game of Death (1978), both directed by Robert Clouse.
RADIO STATION | GENRE | LOCATION |
---|---|---|
Boss Boss Radio | Oldies | USA |
KPPT-FM 100.7 (Boss FM) Toledo, OR | Easy | USA |
The Big Boss House | Electronica | Bulgaria |
Back When Radio Was Boss | 60s | USA |
The Big Boss PopFolk | Folk | Bulgaria |
Plot
After once again losing his job, Yoni turns in despair to his older brother, Sa'ar, whose source of income has been a mystery for years. Overwhelmed by his little brother's pleading, Sa'ar finally reveals his secret, and gives Yoni a chance to join him for an unusual journey, a journey of salvation from day-job life.
Keywords: brother-brother-relationship, lake, tel-aviv-israel, work
Two brothers leave the city behind, for a journey of salvation from day-job life.
Plot
A journalist (Anna) receives an obscene phonecall that she mistakes for her boyfriend. She then agrees to meet with the caller at a bar, but instead of meeting the boyfriend, she witnesses a murder.
Keywords: anger, anonymous-telephone-call, bare-breasts, breast-suckling, corrupt-cop, death, disappointment, drug-deal, drug-dealing, erotica
Her fantasies could be fatal.
[last lines]::Jellybean: Listen... Anna... I like your flaw. Call me.
[first lines]::[recording on answering machine]::Anna: You've reached 627-2363. After you hear the tone, leave your name and any message; I'll call you back.
Plot
Monica Kapoor lives a wealthy lifestyle in London, England. When she hears that her estranged brother, Kishan, has been killed while traveling in a train, she returns home to India and asks his much younger and drop dead gorgeous widow, Shobha, to move out so that she could sell the house, pick up the cash, return to London and get married to her boyfriend, Manoj. She does get to sell the house and compels Shobha to move in with Kishan's friend, Amar, but Manoj steals the cash and disappears. Humbled by this incident, Monica also moves in with Amar and Shobha, as well as Amar's younger brother, Chickoo, and ends up falling in love with Amar. She decides to marry him at the Registrar's Office. When he does not show, she returns home and finds him getting intimate with Shobha. What Monica does not know is that Amar is not who he claims to be but is, in fact, an escaped convict, who is determined to marry Shobha and get her to reveal the secret location of some gold bars.
Plot
Childless farmer Ram Dayal comes across an abandoned child, who had landed from a spaceship, takes him home to his wife, where they decide to adopt him and name him Jaikumar. When he grows up he excels in wrestling, overcoming even much older children. Then he uses his powers to discover buried treasure, which his foster father donates to the Government. Years later, Jaikumar has re-located to Bombay where he works as a Journalist with a publication called 'Azad Desh'. Using his super-powers, he is able to unearth a number of criminal conspiracies and makes phone calls as 'Mr. Superman' to Inspector Dilip Desai. Then a series of robberies take place and the police are notified by victim/complainants that the culprit is none other than the masked caped crusader himself. Watch what impact this has on Jaikumar's credibility with the police and public on one hand and with gangsters on the other.
Run how you want, boss
Chill how you want, boss
Floss how you want, boss
Do whatcha like
Go rock your chain, boss
Pour that champagne, boss
Keep getting paid, boss
Do Whatcha like
Ross, la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
Ross,la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
As I'm poppin' my collar, black on black antique impala
She ain't gotta speak cuz my speakers let her know that I'm ballin
They call me the boss, I be calling the shots
It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin alot
That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rim's
Not the flats but the fish cuz they just swim
New York to the west, you a boss if you fresh
Scuff your shoes, wipe em down
Now get back on your two step
Stunting is boss
Shining is boss
Grand daddy kush, or the purt, yellow diamonds is boss
That dime a boss, She fine as a house
And she driving a porche, She designed for a boss
Run how you want, boss
Chill how you want, boss
Floss how you want, boss
Do whatcha like
Go rock your chain, boss
Pour that champagne, boss
Keep getting paid, boss
Do Whatcha like
Ross, la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
Ross,la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
I'm ridin' big, I'm hoping lanes
My chevy thang, Got this chickens all insane
Look at my stones tap dancing on the bezzle
Bad baby at the rollie, lap dancing and wanna kiss me
Oh no, cuz of my chain
Cuz of my bling like a peacock standing on my ring
Cuz I'm a boss, I'm a spend it
I'm a floss, I'm a winner
You the loss, all these niggas
Sprinkle soft cuz im the pepper and the salt
Whatcha feel, whatcha like
Whatcha want, what's your type
I done seen it, done it twice, bought it up the same night
Cuz I'm a boss, its Ricky Ross
If u buy, if u spend it, fuck the cost
You's a boss, You a boss
Run how you want, boss
Chill how you want, boss
Floss how you want, boss
Do whatcha like
Go rock your chain, boss
Pour that champagne, boss
Keep getting paid, boss
Do Whatcha like
Ross, la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
Ross,la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
Before the block got whipped
And they Pistol got ripped
Before u got any chips
You got permission from the boss
On a mission for the charts, out-smart my competition
Composition so sharp, so dark ,so vivid
26's on the old school
Pro tools session
Got the old school ho's
Acting brand new sweating
Brand new tennis chain, fancy pockets on my jeans
Headed for the walk dude, fore' they win him on the stage
Two a day, super pay
Stupid brain from a model
Triple c a hundred deep
And everybody got a bottle
Got a bottle full of purp
Full of work, no leachin'
Blew 50 last weekend, if you looking for a reason
I'm the boss
Run how you want, boss
Chill how you want, boss
Floss how you want, boss
Do whatcha like
Go rock your chain, boss
Pour that champagne, boss
Keep getting paid, boss
Do Whatcha like
Ross, la la, la la, la la
Do Whatcha like
Ross,la la, la la, la la
How come everything you say is right,
How come everything I say is wrong.
You never ever open your mind,
You never seem to hear the things I say.
(Chorus)
'Cos you're the boss, have a say,
Everything must go your way,
But count me out, I'm not about to listen!
You judge me from your "upper" point of view,
Judge from what I say and what I do.
Tell me that you understand, you care,
But when I speak you're never fucking there.
(Repeat Chorus)
I'm A Boss.....stand up
[Hook]
[Girl] Oooooooooooohh.....who is the boss
[Keke] who tha boss, who tha boss
got me mind on my money, let em pay what it cost...i'm a boss
[Girl] Oooooooooooohh.....who is the boss
[Keke] who tha boss, who tha boss
work hard for the paper i aint tryna take a loss...i'm a boss
[Verse 1]
The B-O-double S still hustle wit the best
Got my mind on the grind aint no time for the rest
20 karat chain lay flat across the chest
Got my hands on them birds as soon they leave the nest
I'm on ridin wit my 12 gauge pump
Been a boss from the jump, go getta like Trump
Don of the city, 7 - 13
In a Benz on the scene lookin' so european
I'm clean, tight, pin stripes white
3 piece all black make a hater get right
A boss like Slim, a boss like Ross
S.U.C, Lil Ke', TF, Swisha House, I'm a Boss...
[Hook]
[Girl] Oooooooooooohh.....who is the boss
[Keke] who tha boss, who tha boss
got me mind on my money, let em pay what it cost...i'm a boss
[Girl] Oooooooooooohh.....who is the boss
[Keke] who tha boss, who tha boss
work hard for the paper i aint tryna take a loss...i'm a boss
[Verse 2]
I came back strong when they said i wasn't
It's me and Farris til the end and its all or nothin'
Play cards in the streets and i fixed me bad hand
Thanks to G Dash im a straight up Made Man
It don't make dollars then it dont make sense
Give a shout to the Boss of the South "J Prince"
H-Town, Texas them ducks in the water
Straight out the pipeline from Georgia to Florida
RT Hemi when we skatin' in the Charger
Bentley Coupe nice but the 4 door larger
Fresh Louie bag, 25 on the tag
Don Ke', Southside and i talk wit a swag, i'm a Boss...
[Hook]
[Girl] Oooooooooooohh.....who is the boss
[Keke] who tha boss, who tha boss
got me mind on my money, let em pay what it cost...i'm a boss
[Girl] Oooooooooooohh.....who is the boss
[Keke] who tha boss, who tha boss
work hard for the paper i aint tryna take a loss...i'm a boss
[2X]
ooooooooohhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaah
yeeeeaaaaaaaah
[2X]
(Bushido)
Ich denke mit dem Mic schreib es auf ein Blatt
Schick mir den Termin per SMS und ich komm und zieh euch ab
Es sind meine Strassen und ich drehe krumme Dinger den
Ich scheiß auf alles weil ich will Kohle wie Timberland
Du kannst kämpfen doch das Geld hat schwarze Haare
Ich verticke weiter Kokain und zähle meine Tage
Wie lange ich noch brauch weckt bei mir kein Interesse
Ich hab Geld in meiner Lunge und hör niemals damit auf
Alles nimmt seinen Lauf ich schubs euch in den Fluss
Mit Gewichten an den Füssen mach das leben mit dir Schluss
Denk du wärst ein Gangster doch ich nenn so etwas Krüppel
Ich verkloppe deine Missgeburten Freunde mit nem Knüppel
Keiner von euch Spassten ist härter als eine Schnecke
Ihr seid Möchtegernberliner und schiebt Optik wie ich rappe
Du suchst deine Wurzel in nem Jet nach NYC
Deutscher Rap will Ghetto werden
Doch die Nutte weiss nich wie
(Chorus 2x)
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Und daran wird sich nichts ändern
Ihr habt alle keine Eier ihr seid ruhig wenn ich rede
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Meine Firma heißt jetzt Aggro
Und die Groupies wollen ficken weil ich Geld mache ( YEAH )
Rap macht mich Fame und die Drogen bringen Knete
Ich besauf mich an der Tanke und komm dann zu deiner Fete
Deine Mama denkt das Aggro nur aus Spass ist
Heute merkt sie etwas hartes wenn mein Schwanz in ihrem Arsch ist
Ich hab dir gezeigt das dein leben noch von Gestern ist
Und deine Kinder Missgeburten weil du deine Schwestern fickst
Ich hab Hunger und mein Herz durch Chrome ersetzt
Ich mach Action um zu essen und ich mal in deinem Text
Ihr Opfer kackt euch ein ich bin da um da zu reimen
Komm bitte mit nem Freund den ich box mich mit euch beiden
Ihr seid alle Kinder rennt um euer Leben wenn ich bounce
Mein Hund richt deine Angst du das Blut aus seiner Schnauze
Es ist dein Schwanz der hart wir wenn ich komme
Ich trag Carlo Gangster Shirts und werd Braun unter der Sonne
Ich sags euch Leute
Wir sollten was ran schaffen bevor er ausflippt
(Chorus 4x)
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Und daran wird sich nichts ändern
Ihr habt alle keine Eier ihr seid ruhig wenn ich rede
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Meine Firma heisst jetzt Aggro
(Bushido)
Ich denke mit dem Mic schreib es auf ein Blatt
Schick mir den Termin per SMS und ich komm und zieh euch ab
Es sind meine Strassen und ich drehe krumme Dinger den
Ich scheiß auf alles weil ich will Kohle wie Timberland
Du kannst kämpfen doch das Geld hat schwarze Haare
Ich verticke weiter Kokain und zähle meine Tage
Wie lange ich noch brauch weckt bei mir kein Interesse
Ich hab Geld in meiner Lunge und hör niemals damit auf
Alles nimmt seinen Lauf ich schubs euch in den Fluss
Mit Gewichten an den Füssen mach das leben mit dir Schluss
Denk du wärst ein Gangster doch ich nenn so etwas Krüppel
Ich verkloppe deine Missgeburten Freunde mit nem Knüppel
Keiner von euch Spassten ist härter als eine Schnecke
Ihr seid Möchtegernberliner und schiebt Optik wie ich rappe
Du suchst deine Wurzel in nem Jet nach NYC
Deutscher Rap will Ghetto werden
Doch die Nutte weiss nich wie
CHORUS 2x
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Und daran wird sich nichts ändern
Ihr habt alle keine Eier ihr seid ruhig wenn ich rede
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Meine Firma heißt jetzt Aggro
Und die Groupies wollen ficken weil ich Geld mache ( YEAH )
Rap macht mich Fame und die Drogen bringen Knete
Ich besauf mich an der Tanke und komm dann zu deiner Fete
Deine Mama denkt das Aggro nur aus Spass ist
Heute merkt sie etwas hartes wenn mein Schwanz in ihrem Arsch ist
Ich hab dir gezeigt das dein leben noch von Gestern ist
Und deine Kinder Missgeburten weil du deine Schwestern fickst
Ich hab Hunger und mein Herz durch Chrome ersetzt
Ich mach Action um zu essen und ich mal in deinem Text
Ihr Opfer kackt euch ein ich bin da um da zu reimen
Komm bitte mit nem Freund den ich box mich mit euch beiden
Ihr seid alle Kinder rennt um euer Leben wenn ich bounce
Mein Hund richt deine Angst du das Blut aus seiner Schnauze
Es ist dein Schwanz der hart wir wenn ich komme
Ich trag Carlo Gangster Shirts und werd Braun unter der Sonne
Ich sags euch Leute
Wir sollten was ran schaffen bevor er ausflippt
CHORUS 4x
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Und daran wird sich nichts ändern
Ihr habt alle keine Eier ihr seid ruhig wenn ich rede
Sonny Black ist der Boss
Meine Firma heisst jetzt Aggro
Und die Groupies wollen ficken weil ich Geld mache (YEAH)
I know that you miss me baby,
I can make you weak,
And if you dive in like you did
you'll never see the end of the sea.
I know that you like it daddy,
you're the boss of me,
(chorus)
I know that you
Hate it when you see me with those other ni**as easy,
Hate it when you see me sh**tin on ya 'wannabe me'
Hate it when you see me rollin' up in my new whip,
Won't you tell me baby who's the boss of this??
Thought that you'd forget about me?
Fu** you think i am??
Fu** you think i am, i am , i am ??
Fu** you think i am , i am, i am ??
Look who spent forever sittin thinkin bout me, wishin you were still my man
I know that you like it daddy,
When i ask you please,
I know that you
Hate it when you see me with those other ni**as easy,
Hate it when you see me sh**tin on ya 'wannabe me'
Hate it when you see me rollin' up in my new whip,
Won't you tell me baby who's the boss of this??
Make wait for a Boss..
Yo mother father, you listen
up..
Woo..
Hai gali gali mein shor..
Hai boss mein itna zor..
Ek baar bhadak jaaye..
To dharti dega tod..
Mmmm mere mister jaise
tevar..
Her koi leta favor..
Apni approach unchi..
Hum toh hain duniya ke Boss..
Habbit aphi hai desi..
Turko mein full hai ac..
Music sunte hain high..
Hum toh hai duniya ke Boss..
Boss.. Hai hukm ka ikka Boss
Hai laakhon ka sikka Boss
Her jagah pe likha Boss
Hai Boss,, hai Boss,, hai Boss ,,
hai Boss
Six pack ka shahanshah.. Boss
Bas brand pahanta Boss
Attitude se banta Boss
Boss B Boss..
[Boss ka khoon Bolta nahi,,
khaulta hai..
Aur jab yeh khaulta hai
Toh ye Boss ek ek ko phodta
hai..]
Ab apni ke tareef karoon
Uperr wale se main daroon..
Je koi bane gana Land-lord..
Unhe maar ghusand neeche
main dharoon..
Hum Hariyaana ke eklautte
King..
Bot hai apni fan foLLowing
Arr apne ko koi fark nahi
padta..
Wo hi hai sabka karta-dharta..
Dil ka hoon thoda rangeen..
Per bhains ke aage na bajata
bean..
Mujhko to tu aa gayi pasand..
Common baby,, don't be
mean..
Aaja tainne sair kara doon..
GucCI louis tanne diva doon..
Akshay Kumar toh bhai hai
apna..
Bol to sahi photo kara doon..
Boss.. Hai hukm ka ikka Boss
Hai laakhon ka sikka Boss
Her jagah pe likha Boss
Hai Boss,, hai Boss,, hai Boss ,,
hai Boss
Six pack ka shahanshah.. Boss
Bas brand pahanta Boss
Attitude se banta Boss
Boss B Boss..
Hey,, hey sun lo sare..
Yeah hain boss hamare..
Hain dharenge tagde..
(feat. AMG)
(AMG)
Aww yeah! AMG's in the motherfuckin house!
I got somebody I want y'all to meet
Here's my sister. ("BITCH!")
(Bo$$)
Yeah back again and again and again, it's the Bo$$, damn right
In the mood, I feel like fuckin with a nigga tonight
And can't no motherfucker slow me down, hold me down
Yo if I was you I wouldn't fuck around
Cause I was more than startin (?)
Watchin a nigga look up the barrel of my automatic
When a nigga panic, I just sit back and laugh
And if you got somethin to say, you motherfucker that's yo' ass
So save the whatcha say and all that bullshit
A lady like the B ain't in the mood to be fucked wit yo
Cause I'm a slick bitch yo, the way it has to be
Call me a true bitch cause my bitch is comin naturally
Yeah, that's the way it is, I just can't quit
when it comes, to fuckin your feelings and all that type shit
The brother AMG callin me a trip
Call it what you want, cause yo this sista is one hell of a bitch
(Chorus: AMG)
Yeah y'all, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
Yeah y'all know, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
Aww yeah, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
Yo 'Shell, kick it to the next shit ("BITCH!")
(Bo$$)
Let me, correctly break it down to ya, the term bitch
A sista straight up clownin ya, cause the niggaz ain't shit
So get this, this the season for the ladies to get, even
In the nineties we doin all of the D-O-G'n
Let it be known we know what's goin on
Niggaz be creepin and freakin, ho after ho every weekend
But see I'm out to get a grip, a sista like myself
I'll grab the gat and get hazardous to a nigga's health
And for the trick niggaz something's up my sleeve
and so you better check for your dough before you go
Today I feel like doin dirty shit, bein a bitch so to speak see
I think I'll be a bitch all week, me and the D-double-E
I got the shit you can't get with, hell yeah
Straight doggin, cause this bitch is legit
(AMG)
Yeah y'all, y'all know this is my motherfuckin shit
that showed you how to kick that shit (uhh tell 'em)
(Chorus: AMG)
Yeah y'all, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
Yeah y'all know, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
Aww yeah, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
Yeah y'all know, my sista is a ("BITCH!")
1991 and '92 ("BITCH!")
Bo$$ is in the motherfuckin house ("BITCH!")
AMG's in the house ("BITCH!")
Yo G, kick it.
(AMG)
A nigga wit too much dick to fuck wit
AMG's got the forty ounce, come and take a sip
Hoes love me cause "Word to the D" bumps
Dick for the chick, gun for the chumps
And yes, I love bitches it's true
Suck my dick, it's about 90 proof
You might get drunk you punk
witcha big ass and your female funk
Slidin a wave of thighs from your jiggable pie
You're burnin so fast, you can probably start a fire
Bitches ain't nothin but pussy with a attitude
She might fuck, or she might make your balls blue
And yo, smack the ho witcha dick
Cause she's on some new improved shit
Cause this ho is a ("BITCH!") that ho is a ("BITCH!")
So my sista is a motherfuckin ("BITCH!")
(hahahahaha...) Hahahaha, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh y'all!
Bitch, yeah
For the '92, AMG and Bo$$
Makin cash, hahahaha
Yeah. ("BITCH!")
Girl I think about you
wondering how it feels
if living is without you
I know I can't go on..
Can we stop and think about it
till' we know how it really feels
make our lives worth living
love will let it show
in the end, we'll know,
love is all there is..
REFRAIN:
You can run but,
love will always stay..
no matter how they try,
love will make you mine
CHORUS:
Let me in to your heart
love is all that really matters
even if we're far apart..
In the end of our lives
if the world would fall apart
but our love would still survive
Then we'll know,
Love is all there is..
(Instrumental)
(REPEAT REFRAIN)
(REPEAT CHORUS TILL FADE)
Intro/Hook: Bo$$ (repeat)
I don't give a fuck, not a single fuck
not a single solitary fuck
I don't give a fuck motherfucker!
[Bo$$]
I don't give a fuck about none of y'all!
Big ballin' ass BO$$ takin' two to
Ya head with a sawed off shotgun
Give it up cuz I'm one crazed bitch!
Rollin' thick, gang full of lunatics bailin
Runnin' through the mud
Escaped from the cell block searchin' for the got damn judge
Cuz its simple to get revenge on a punk
Pop the trunk, grab the pump and pull the trigger my nigga!
From the jump kept fuckin' up, talkin' that same shit!
So I snuck up and fucked up a gang a shit
Bitches that's down and we found 'em
The punk we caught 'em and clowned 'em
Now the niggas stretched out from a murder case
And don't mind doing again the shit
That got me locked up in the first place
BO$$'ll let the nine go BUCK!
I truly don't give a fuck!
-----BO$$
Hook
[Bo$$]
Naw, not givin a fuck, not givin' a fuck about shit
To me I see life
Like its a bunch of fuckin' bullshit
Cuz everybody's runnin' around with crooked scam
An every fuckin minute I see a nigga' in a ambulance
Just another dead body
Niggas' got the streets sewn up, they goin out worse than John Gotti !
So for the year '92, I'm sayin fuck the motha fuckin feds
I'd rather put some fuckin' heads to bed
On a penny-annie punk talkin' junk
I'll beat ya down so bad, ya own pops won't recognize ya
Its better known as the first degree murder
Causin' death and destruction
Got niggas livin by the gun
So make way here I come, its da bitch that
Don't give a fuck
You make another move ya get fucked up
Cuz that's the name of the game its to either kill or be killed
I'll pull the trigger on a nigga!
Cuz I ain't the one to get played on, ya just get sprayed on
Cluck!
Cuz I don't give a fuck!
----Dee
Hook
[Bo$$]
The gangs livin' in a world where the undergrounds dwellin'
Do or die or get done
Ya cap'll get peeled take it from a real
Bitch droppin' motha fuckin' facts
Strapped with a big black gat, under a trench on my back
For motha fuckas talkin' cash shit, the BO$$'ll get drastic
And put the motha fucka in a casket
You can't last wit, bitches on the game tip and
Cant hang wit bitches blowin' out brains quick
Anotha day anotha dead ass bitch, so grab the gat!
Dee, take them niggas back.......
----BO$$
I'm a take ya back in the day so niggas get 'em up
When niggas was rough
And tough but now a days you just get buck
When ya fuck, wit a bitch Baller, ya caught in a manslaughter
When shes takin' the life of one of your sons or daughters
Cuz back then tha'ts just the way shit went
Bitches'll blow ya ass up, in a motherfuckin minute
Ya ask whyyyy?.........
We don't give a fuck!
----Dee
Hook
CALLING YOU
Ku mé so nu nel te myon
Ga jang mon jo no é gé
CALLING YOU
CALLING YOU
Chon sa cho rom chak han nae sa rang
Nae ga ji khyo jul gé yo
Khi se ga then no eui mok so ri
Nu nel gam go de ro yo
Jam si sel phot don u ri sa rang en
i jé ob sel go é yo
Sa rang hae yo
Sel pho ma ra yo
A rem da un du nu né
Nun mul hel li ji ma yo
Sa rang hae yo
To na ji ma ga ji ma
Yong won hi na rel mi do jwo
No eui gyo thel mo du da
To na go hon ja na ma do
Na nen no rel sa rang hae
San so ga then no eui nun bi chel
Ba ra bo go i so yo
Jam si a phat don u ri sa rang en
i jé ob sel go é yo
Sa rang hae yo
Sel pho ma ra yo
A rem da un du nu né
Nun mul hel li ji ma yo
Sa rang hae yo
To na ji ma ga ji ma
Yong won hi na rel mi do jwo
No eui gyo thel mo du da
To na go hon ja na ma do
Na nen no rel sa rang hae
No rel saeng gak ha myon
No do na rel saeng gak ha jyo
U rin on jé na
Mo den gol gat chi ne kil lae yo
Sa rang ha ni ka
Mi an hae yo sel pho ma ra yo
Gyo thé nae ga gal gé yo
Hon ja du ji a nel gé yo
Sa rang hae yo
To na ji ma ga ji ma
Yong won hi na rel mi do jwo
No eui gyo thel mo du da
To na go hon ja na ma do
Na nen no rel sa rang hae
CALLING YOU
Who's gonna blow the whistle now?
Who's gonna hang his robes?
Who's gonna bring the wedding down?
It was only one, it was only one
It's over now for me
The evening has come bought a lighter meal
Heading out under the sea
You were holding out, you were holding out
'Cause what you need
What you need is three days old
And changing, you were traveling blind
But you felt like this would feel
And something's wrong
Something's wrong 'cause you felt
Like that in the mountains
You were coughing blood
And not feeling worthwhile
So come, what was that sound
It was me, breaking up, losing out
And falling down and gather your hands
And blanket that smile
I wasn't big enough, big enough
To fall behind so when your needle comes
You won't be steady armed today
When something changes
You'll be heading out to say
Who's gonna bury the sun now?
Who's gonna water the sand?
Who's gonna fall out and break now?
This heavy hand, this heavy hand
It's ending now for me
The morning broke bought a heavy meal
Heading out over the sea
You were holding out, you were holding out
'Cause what you need
What you need is three days old and changing
You were traveling blind
But you felt like this would feel
And something's wrong
Something's wrong 'cause you felt
Like that in the mountains
You were coughing blood
And not feeling worthwhile
So come, what was that sound
It was me, breaking up, losing out
And falling down and gather your hands
And blanket that smile
I wasn't big enough, big enough
To fall behind so when your needle comes
You won't be steady armed today
When something changes
Intro: excerpt from movie:
"That's how you want is Mousse?
Fine bitch, you got it! Just you and me.... one on one!"
Hook:
Run, catch and kill, this comes back
like a boomerang with a dildo for real though (repeat)
[Bo$$]
Sell me some more dreams sucker but this ain't gettin better
In fact, this whole thing is just a game Mr. Tripsetter!
Everything was fly boy, til I took this little bullet
leaving traces of cyanide in my thyroid
Not, one of you wanna be busters gave a fuck!
Just out here chucklin on
The corner bout these war stories
Some more glory for the gat!
Glory for the snaps, crack the hoodrats
I use to think that it was good but
Fuck that! Now i'm the one witches are hating
Because . . . Bombs keep reiterating
Sista it dont take, earl to get a clue
On what you lovely cluckers are thinkin
you want to plan and try to do, but to who?
Cuz im a take a few, with me
Leaving caps all off in your femor, collar bone and kidneys!
Then im out to chase papes throwin bricks to rake in diamonds
On some new thing in some cackys and carefully criming
I talk to you when i walk to you was the message, no more cap bustin
Just strap hustlin
Ya stove top stuffin damon, watch where ya roamin!
It gets hotter than an oven havent you heard of the omen?
Hook: uh! (repeat)
[Bo$$]
You ask how could I kill a snake? On my real estate!
Cuz i can feel a fake phony comin' at me from a whole hemisphere away!
And what-do-ya know my former homey wants to roam
In my circumference
Now my bump the dumb thang its on!
So give it up cuz i'm so crazy! Trip! Hey!
A nine is a terrible thing to waist
So i bring it, like i sing it just in case you
Biting the hand that feeds you, and plus you ain't said your grace
I guess them stiches in yo face, wasn't enough to stop another fiasco
That's exactly what you askin' fo hoe!
But when napalm, like bombs, are dropped i
Don't see how any one can really remain calm
My target was her head!
So settle for metal returning your mental into lead bleeeed heffer!!
Bo$$ is back and ain't na sista celebrating (mmmm...)
Wonder if hey can tell I'm satan?
Why you tailgating? Break trick! You out there bad!
Its time to swag, off ya baby's daddy
Look at em' still slangin', still flaming
he better watch where he roamin'
It gets hotter than an oven,
Haven't ya head of the omen?
Bridge: (repeat 1st part of hook)
Oooooh don't let me catch ya creepin (fool)
I'm sleepin' with my eyes (like a)
open wide (with a dildo for real doe)
(well hello hello)
We got the roughest, toughest "g" ya ever seen ya'll
Toughest "g" ya ever seen ya'll
(well hello hello)
Bo$$ breaking, "g" ya ever seen ya'll
Very intelligent but still a' break ya jaw offfff,
(well hello hello)
Trigger happy, laughing with a sawed offff,
Shot gun
The most scantless "g" ya ever saw,
Rough tough quick to snuff and call ya fuckin bluff
Dat "g", dat "g", dat "g", dat "g"
[Bo$$]
Mousse, Mousse wants to douse me, douse me
With some bullets if you think ya can, can
Go through with ya plan!
Use to be the cool sista you could kick it with
Now i'm feelin wicked again and finna' trip!
Sad girl is living in a mad world
Because my baby represents ernesto and
Like a bitch she had a girl!
And on the cool mona know that i'm the locest, trust
But while we tripping some cocazoid put the joke on us
(us, us, us, us) Rest in peace as we build a nation
Whisper to giggles, time to build our own operation
Cuz our men are just about skins and bustin over a truck
But i could give a damn about 500 bucks?
What about the runnin', catchin' bullets, and the killings?
What goes around comes back around to hit our siblings
If we don't recognize that we don't
Own the streets we roamin'
The worse encounter of our kind will be the omen!
While we......
Hook: (repeat)
G skills? Tight
Blast? All night
Da org? Original righteous g's (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Outro excerpt:
"when you lose ya homeboy, you lose ya best camarada,
You lose a part of who you are inside".