Thug Love

petak, 17.02.2006.

Better dayz has comes......

Ovaj post nema veze s rapom i 2Pacom,ali morao sam ga napisat jer zasluzuje paznju...Naime,radi se o losim i dobrim tjednima, o pesimistima i optimistima...Pa evo malo iz mog zivota neke stvari... Dobar tjedan nasuprot proslog koji je fakat bil los...Ono fakat je bil za popizdit,kaj bi covjek otisel k psihijatru i tamo sve pretukel od jada(tak sam se osjecal i zamalo dvojicu cigoa prebil) ...Pa evo usporedbe:
Prvo los tjedan:
-zajebo me Chelsea za 1300 kn
-bio sam dvaputa na razgovoru kod pedagogice zbog pizdarija
-najebo mi cimer jer smo se posvadali s profesorom
-u srijedu izgubili utakmicu 8:5 od nekih amatera =<<<
-Real Madrid u kupu izgubio od Zaragoze 6:1 =<<<<<
-pisali test iz matematike iz kojeg sam popusio kolcinu
-iso sam u subotu doma,i dok sam dosel doma nisam se ni naspaval ni najel...
-sjebo sam 20 kuna na kladionici i opet me zajebo samo jedan par
-u domu sam bil 2 sata na jebenom vijecu ucenika
-i dok sam trebo dici pare iz bankomata,nijedan jebeni nije
radio...Fuck....2puta sam iso u grad i dva puta ispao budala
-titou srusili blog

A sad dobar tjedan(da poslije ovakvog tjedna iznad nebi postao pesimist):
-na kladionici digao 150kn(na samo cetri para,s 5kn ulogom)=>>>
-Real Madrid u uzvratnoj utakmici dobio Zaragozu 4:0(igrali su jebeno)
-pobijedili smo neku ekipu iz ck-a 3:1
-dobio jos para
-dobio filmove koje sam trazio mjesec dana
-skinuo video Ghetto Gospel
-popravili bankomate =>>>>
-idem doma danas =>>>>

I sad vi recite da nema Boga.....Ili jos bolje da nebiste bili pesimist?

Writed by :

nedjelja, 12.02.2006.

Attention,attention a changed name`s coming....

Nakon duljeg razmisljanja,odlucio sam da cu promijent naziv Black Panthera...Dakle ,vise nema Black Panther-e,vec ima 2NITE..2Nite je moje omiljeno doba dana,pa sam pokusao si dati ime a da ima veze s necim kaj obozavam....Eto,stoga nemojte se zabuniti svi vi kojima cu komentirati...Ostajem isti Black P,ali samo sam promjenio ime na papiru...Pa,ljudi moji od danas pa na dalje 2Nite u commentima se zovem ya....

Dalje,po neznam koji put sam gledao film o 2Pac-u....Valjda 7. ili 8. put,no nema veze..Hocu rec da sam nesto shvatil iz tog filma(a dugo mi je trebalo,ha) a to je zapravo pravo znacenje rijeci THUG.Mozda se neki od vas nece slozit sa mnom ali tak je 2Pac rekel..Dakle,u jednom dijelu filma 2Pac objasnjava rijec THUG i kaze da THUG neznaci i nije nitko tko je je opasan i tko je gangsta nego je to osoba koja je pocela iz samog dna siromastva i dogurala do samog vrha bogatstva i slave..Znaci prema njegovim rijecima netko tko bez icega s ciljom da uspije u necemu (za neke neostvarivog u takvim uvjetima zivota) ipak ga ispuni,i tek je onda pravi THUG...Tada on zivi THUG LIFE....Osobno ja mislim da ja nisam THUG...Dok pogledate u kakvim je uvjetima zivel On i njegova mama i ocuh onda se zapitate dal i ja mozda tako zivim..I odgovor je NE..Jer(barem s moje strane),ipak imam oba roditelja,zivim u dobro financijskom svijetu(kaj su mi omogucili starci),imam krov nad glavom,ono nisu nam zivoti razjebani ko 2Pacu kad je imao 16 godina...Ne,ne serem po onima koji velicaju THUG LIFE,ali samo ih pozivam da razmisle i da se propitaju sto je za njih rijec THUG i dal oni (prema 2Pac-ovim rijecima) zive takvim zivotom...Ewo,i da hocemo zivjeti THUG zivotom ja bi reko da sigurno vise od polovice svih vas bi zivjelo THUG LIFE-OM..Zasto HUG?Razmislite..Zato jer za razliku od 2Paca vi imate krov nad glavom,imate srecu u zivotu,i imate barem nest para...Eto zato HUG..Zato jer vi imate ono T....A 2Pac to nije imao....
Uostalom,tko sam ja tu da vama kazem jeste li vi THUG ili ne.....Bitno je da postujete Njega(2Paca)....Kaj ne?

Ajd ljudi,pozdraw

Writen by : 2Nite

srijeda, 08.02.2006.

United Thugs represent " Gangsta Party"

Gangsta Party

Intro: 2Nite, Fody the Don

2Nite and Fody T Don present a new deed,
you will listen it more than 5 times, every day, until new has come.
So, bring out champagne glasses and cheer with us while watchin` the asses..

on tha gangsta party.....

Verse one: 2Nite, Fody the Don

Heheheheeee, look, our G`s are comin`
whoa, what riders, look at that wheels, rotating,
they left at home their wifes to be with us,
oooo, they`re carry new guns
I see Desert Eagles Fody`s new shotgun....

With the 2Nite from the west
and with G`s got on chest
I guess, comin` 100 guests,
H-2 riders, G`s are hiden
they`re playin` with nasty bitches
I mean, wealthy motherfuckers....

Some pussies come on the stage
our bodyguards open the gate,
light show, fog and pussies come
than bodyguards goes,
legs are up and underwear you can see
people and the rest of G`s are happy
so I can say that priority of party is succcessfuly....

See that mansion, there will be an action
thugs who`s comin` need security n fucking protection
gettin` powerfull inection
you know, they are rich
mothafuckers millioners from west must fuckin` tha bitch

We are drinkin` wotka-martini
and we are gettin` drinny,
you can hear knockin` of
Ice Cubes in our glasses
Hennessy, alcohol,
smell of powder in the air
I say black is our color
United Thugs are fair,
you can come on our gangsta party too
Fody speak, on the house peak
only he know the truth.....

Dis my lips in the Hennessy, my favorite
I`m now drunked mothafucka,
with the 2Nite rather drinkin` gin, again
smoky blast passin` through my nose to my brain
ahhhh shit, I`ma smoked,
it`s end of the night
crack ain`t here n I`m sayin` „Why“
this house is empty without crazy thugs,
they juggling, bitches around
expensive diamonds, we ain`t livin` humble,
homey`s convict, that`s a shit
he behaved right, he doesn`t deserve that flip,
smoky hall, baby dolls
cause air condition fog is gone,
strange mothafucka doesn`t know
that special gantle guest comin` soon...

[Chorus: Fody the Don, 2Nite]

This is mothafuckin` gangsta party.....
With ilegal things were playin` around
and G`s, our homies are playin` with us....
Champagne....weed....hahaha....

Nobody can stop us....police coming.....
but we runnin`....they can`t c us....hehehe...
United Thugs rules, open champagne...
cheer....oh I forgot, where`s my gun?

Verse two: Fody the Don, 2Nite

Cheers 2-N-i-t-e
champagne glasses cheers at our home in L.A.,
Block to block
chain to chain
thug nigga stuck in tha dope game,
I don`t need any bail cuz every homey know
boss of weed and rap
`Pac, ain`t dead,
please 2Nite, I know you`re interested,
come with me to get wait our man like he deserve it....

Yeah, yeah, offcourse he deserve it
Tu-pac is thug warrior,
let`s get him into the house
carpet became red cause I steped on the lil` mouse,
fuck....fuck he`s here
what waz with my shoes
doesn`t mater, homey cheer..
My D`Eagle is in my pocket
it`s the main thing in the kind of life we living,
I have what I like n I like what I have
and I said to our guests
when he stepping on tha mothafuckin` red carpet,
he`s completed his guest,
so I`m standing on front of him and sayin` him
„Show me homey, what we`ve got you got
come in“.....

Champagne, Hennessy
you and the other G`s
my homies, fucking bitches
no motherfuckin` place or space for insanity,
they squeeze me amongst multi-milioners
given` `em briliants from the money case,
2Pac, I`m his fan,
some mothafucka pull out the glock
artilery casket`s open but noone won`t shot, bang,
everybody down and bow
now, he`s here, so show him what do you know....

Cheers F-O-D-Y and to other H-O-M-I-E-S
thugs, gang members,
specialy cheer to our special guest
who was 7th time arrested,
he`s in our soals, in hearts
but now, just right now, he is in room with us,
finally, he`s back to home, back to home
his heart is bigger some,
ladies n G`s let we introduce him...
Fody, please,....oh no, is that horn police?

Thug kid played with the gun
I heard bang than every nigga run,
the same motherfuckers heard siren
telin` the slangs, niggaz gangs
prepared to push he gas,
than cops opened fire
main G`s pick up the money
than get to the fast runnin`,
don`t forget, be sirious, it ain`t funny,
United Thugs were cheat the cops
chrashed cars, black puffs near the road
deadly scars, every cop was gone,
our meeting` could be illy but funny
next year on the same place, in the same time
on tha gangsta party.....

[Chorus: Fody the Don, 2Nite]

This is mothafuckin` gangsta party.....
With ilegal things were playin` around
and G`s, our homies are playin` with us....
Champagne....weed....hahaha....

Nobody can stop us....police coming.....
but we runnin`....they can`t c us....hehehe...
United Thugs rules, open champagne...
cheer....oh I forgot, where`s my gun?

[United Thugs speach]

He is our man, he is our God...
we are his soldiers, his sons,
while we writin` to him songs bullets flyin` around,
its ours, by United-Thugs
second after police has been gone.....
after gangsta party.....

ponedjeljak, 06.02.2006.

My thoughts n your thoughts

First of all peace to everyone. Ovo izmedu tita i stanoye-a je battle koji jednostavno nema smisla (respect tito). Rat je zavrsio a izbio je radi zelje Milosevica za sto vecom Jugoslavijom i nikak mu nije pasalo sto su se Hrvati htjeli odcijepiti i biti samostalni. Da se gore navedeni covjek nije bunil (mislim na Mil.) sve bi bilo ok. Svaki od nas ima svoje misljenje o tomu svemu. I think that današnji Srbi, pogotovo ne mladi, nemaju previše veze sa ratnim zlocincima, osim naravno potomci tih zlocinaca. Ne mrzim Srbe ali ih i ne volim previse. Isto kao i sa East-West coast, I don`t hate it but I don`t like it. Istina, previse ljudi je palo u Hrvatskoj i to mnoge cini gnjevnim, nekima to daje razloge da mrze Srbe iz dna duse, (pogotovo oni koji su izgubili clanove svojih obitelji) pa i nasem homey-u titu, peace brotha. Nebrem reci da se u potpunosti slazem s tobom ali u nekim dijelovima, da. Svako od nas ima svoje misljenje i to sam vec rekel. Tito, you`re our nigga, homey, you have support by me and by United Thugs......keep it peace.... everyone who wanna tell somethin` about our war and write his thoughts, say what you have to say............peace

by Fody the Don

Puzzle

Dobra fora........




Evo i nešto za pogledat...odlična pjesma....i još k tome koncert......"How do you want it" s albuma "All Eyez On Me".........watch...........

subota, 04.02.2006.

Song for my family....

To all members of that community.....check it....

Love to....

Everyone can get down,
hide people....
hehehe......
they comin` and I love `em....
you know why?
hehehe.....

Verse one:

Firstly love to mom, person particular, for my own
she gave me her heart n love when I, needed a more
my soal sail in my mom`s blood, like some huge n wide boat,
she raise me, as a child, callin` me with name which I don`t like it
name from her, heart,
bigest than my bicycle with two cycles,
Dayz when I was young boy, I did larks
thinkin` bout place which don`t exist
I member nice for a Christmas eve and new year when we`re drinkin` Hennessy
with friends from tha hood and with my esteemated G`s,
mama teach me how to be honest man, perhaps
never be a killa or some beat of son who`s eatin` friends,
mama helped me to understand some things
Important for my future, we a both know which things cuz my crazy sins
when I broke somethin` in tha house, say „wasn`t me“
when I say somethin` wrong, I`ve done shit,
I had too much enemies from which defend me
I won`t wish you so far, love to you, mom.....

Love to you....
hehehe......

Love to.....

Verse two:

Member of familly who tryied to keep me happy
I always accept what he offer cuz he is my dady,
only he`s real man`s hand in tha familly
between us and mom didn`t exest jealous
dady was always mind free, he let me free,
good advices what I got from him
I utilize it and it helped to me, together bought a Christmas tree,
he was strict, but not more cuz I`m now smartest than I ever be,
dady n me, I wanna to be more closer, cuz soon I`ll setled with my girl
which I love and I`ll propose her, soon I`ll forget all his yelling on me
when I didn`t listen him when he was talking to me,
we are still happy together, I never was on danger when he was near me
he always given me a shelter,
he is older man than me, I always help him to chop the trees
on his uncle property, out of town little bit,
I love he, love to my dady....

hehehe.....
Love to dady......
hehehe....ahahaha.....
he`s the main....

Verse three:

Jokes, on her account,
she`s my schvester she is my only sister
tellin` to her: „don`t be mad, you`re my sister mister“,
she`s the funniest woman than I ever met
I`m proud on her cuz she`s finished school in the early age,
member when we together drivin` to tha shopping center
always but always we met her friend than I wasn`t in center,
she bought me chlotes even she hasn`t a money
appreciate for that I can call her my honney,
when I was, alone, I knew that I can call her even on her, job
cuz her big, heart, she`s very smart, you know,
I was pushed to lie to her in particulary moments
I love her and all her boyfriends, they were so nice, I have no coment,
hey my sister, come to me
I love you so n I know you love me,
love to sister.....

hehe....
love to sista...

I should stop drinkin`....
Will I?
she told me that...
that`s shit....
hehehe....
love to my family.....
ahhhh......
they are my homies....

by Fody the Don

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