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  • muscledoc
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    JPP preparati il naprosene e il mag 2 x le articolazioni metacarpofalangee!!!!Tra poco tocca a te postare ininterrottamente!!!!!!! VAI!!!!!!!

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    • JPP
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      e perche', io non ne ho piu' bisogno, se voglio posso vederla tutti i giorni...anche adesso...ma piuttosto che dirvelo mi faccio scotennare
      "Qualsiasi cosa che non sia la morte è un leggero infortunio"

      Jpp, prima di lanciarsi con il carrello

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      • muscledoc
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        DIRCI COSA?????????

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        • King Kamali
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          chi è che cancella i post???? ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
          Steel Warrior

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          • King Kamali
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            ah no è il mio pc che è scemo
            Steel Warrior

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            • Animal
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              Che messaggio strano Jpp?Non me ricordo,davero!

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              • MISTER X
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                Originally posted by Animal
                Beh io sono stato il Pederasta(nel senso Greco/storico del termine)di MisterX,quindi non stupirti!!
                amore mioooooooooooooooooooooooo..........

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                • MISTER X
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                  • fitwoman
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                    Originally posted by JPP
                    e perche', io non ne ho piu' bisogno, se voglio posso vederla tutti i giorni...anche adesso...ma piuttosto che dirvelo mi faccio scotennare

                    azz....che c'hai le visioni?

                    mi dicevano che in alcune località dove sono stata accendono dei ceri votivi e ogni anno allo stesso giorno e stessa ora viene evocata la mia immagine...

                    ma tu che fai mi sogni di giorno e di notte?

                    pensa se mi incontri.....praticamente ho sderenato un giovane virgulto....

                    poverino!!!!!
                    "faccio body building perchè....so farlo anche senza corpo"
                    The Miss

                    www.antonellalizza.it

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                    • Animal
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                      GRANDE PROPOSTA

                      Ok per pagina 50,ma perchè cara Fit non fai che al primo che posta pagina 100 gliela dai?Per me ci arriveremmo in 1-2giorni al massimo!

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                      • MISTER X
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                        Re: GRANDE PROPOSTA

                        Originally posted by Animal
                        Ok per pagina 50,ma perchè cara Fit non fai che al primo che posta pagina 100 gliela dai?Per me ci arriveremmo in 1-2giorni al massimo!
                        io ci stoooo..

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                        • Zio
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                          Originally posted by fitwoman



                          azz....che c'hai le visioni?

                          mi dicevano che in alcune località dove sono stata accendono dei ceri votivi e ogni anno allo stesso giorno e stessa ora viene evocata la mia immagine...

                          ma tu che fai mi sogni di giorno e di notte?

                          pensa se mi incontri.....praticamente ho sderenato un giovane virgulto....

                          poverino!!!!!
                          tutte queste pagine......che spreco.....



                          E' inutile this is...

                          ...we're right here...

                          Bring it! What?
                          We right here
                          We're not goin anywhere
                          We right here
                          This is ours and we don't share
                          We right here
                          Bring your crew cuz we don't care
                          We right here
                          Uh, uh, uh



                          [Verse 1]
                          One mo' time,
                          I gots to hit the streets off, make the streets talk
                          Let 'em know it ain't a sweet walk
                          This gone be
                          The only joint made this year that'll knock 'til 2003
                          And y'all gone see
                          That the hottest nigga out there, was, is, and will be me
                          Just like that
                          I can go away for a minute, do some other shit, but bounce right back
                          And when it's on
                          I'm comin strapped, with some shit that'll spit from dusk 'til dawn
                          And when you gone
                          Ain't no comin back in the morning, like that shit was a dream
                          Nigga you gone
                          That's for real
                          Creep niggas like a seal, totin steel, stick a nigga make him squeal
                          Oh my God
                          Those can't be the last words of ya man, damn ya man was so hard
                          Come on!


                          Here we go again
                          How many million did my last one sell? Fuck it, I'm goin for ten
                          It's never gone stop
                          And ever fuckin time I hit you, it's goin straight to the
                          top of the charts
                          The champion
                          I'm a thoroughbred, my blood is strong, and I scratch 'til you done
                          Cross the line
                          And ain't no more scratches after that, straight up, niggas is dyin
                          Yo, what the fuck
                          Is you cats doin runnin around like this, like you won't get stuck
                          Yo, that's my word
                          I stay givin it to niggas, and I stay not really being heard
                          But, y'all gone see
                          That the same things thou done to them, will be done to thee
                          And then you'll know
                          That sometimes though you come thru the front,
                          you leavin out the backdo'
                          Come on!

                          Bring the noise
                          And you better come with niggas you don't give a fuck about,
                          Cuz you gone lose your boys
                          Cuz we don't play
                          And the silencer will silence any cocksucker with somethin to say
                          Dog for life
                          Whether I'm on or off the leash I bite, streets are my life
                          Click click boom [gunshot]
                          Another life taken too soon, another mother had a funeral
                          Still waters run deep
                          And the pain is forever alive inside, makes it hard to sleep
                          But I keep goin, goin
                          Shit I'm always careful when I walk, I'm always seein, knowin
                          The dog gone live
                          Stay walkin the wire, over the fire, when I can I give
                          The dog is good
                          And how it's stayin dog gone fuck with the hood
                          The dog fuck with the wood

                          We right here
                          Uh, uh, uh
                          ___________________

                          Originally posted by buldozer
                          LO CONOSCHI HA RIKI
                          "sE QuAlCOSa mI Và sTORtO LO rADdRIzzO A cALCI iN CuLO!"

                          -A.D.B.A. Registered-

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                          • Zio
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                            It's Time, it's time, it's time, it's time
                            This is time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, this is time to build


                            I format my mind for combat
                            In fact I put a hole up in your back on the song like that
                            Rollin thick with my people ain't no room to breathe
                            Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
                            I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
                            I'm automatic trample in your static with the semi
                            So when I squeeze I'm off in the breeze with these
                            Licking shots at them whack MC's
                            With no direction, I rhyme with perfection skills
                            Drug a nigga like a pill when it's time to build
                            Keep it real, get your head rocked when I wreck shop
                            I bigger with my style ain't a bully on your fuckin block
                            Word is bond I go on
                            I'm breaking MC's with vocal tones over real rap songs
                            Insane in the brain nothing left to gain
                            Grab the mic up with skill when it's time to build, Mother Fuckers


                            This is time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, this is time to build

                            Niggas increase the pain when they shout my name
                            Horrified by the thought of hot slugs and graves
                            Cause Ja is a sinister character loading that 44 caliber
                            Infrared aimed at your jugular
                            Who the fuck are you? Nobody cares
                            You just be another nigga that needs repairs
                            Talking to all them niggas shitting
                            And all them faggots that be steady bitching, inside their insides twitching
                            Sod sill delivering, DOA push a nine to your mind and commence the spray
                            No bullshit, Natural's the king of left
                            Scared of life but wanna play the game of death
                            What's next? Niggas wearing padded kotex
                            Pussy ass MC's get treated like rough sex
                            I'm possessed you can't feel what I feeler
                            Be easy on the cut, uh, uh, uh

                            This is time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, this is time to build


                            Yeah, fresh on the scene-a with the fucking next niggas demeanor
                            You know my work I bless and press more skirts then the cleaners
                            I'm damn relaxed cause you cats can't stress the G
                            Ain't a enough jump in 'em to make you high enough to test me
                            Gone, niggas is moist like Duncan Heinz
                            Choice when I'm voicing my poise I got poison lines
                            So flame on I turn my game on the expert
                            Niggas get chills when you hear my name on the network
                            Fuck what you niggas kickin on the mic
                            You chicken like you don't know what an ass whippin feels like
                            I'm living flashbacks, I blaze niggas split like ass-cracks
                            It's the J to the A, smoother than jazz tracks, yeah
                            So when I'm browsing through your housing projects
                            Niggas get 5,000 shit is rough
                            Time to close I hit you with 16 of those
                            Next time maybe more, but who the fuck knows?


                            This is time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, this is time to build


                            Check it out yo, Check it out yo, Check it out yo, Check it out yo
                            I'm peeling niggas caps like oranges
                            Hit 'em in the head with 2 by 4 inches
                            I'm a grimy nigga so I like my bitches cruddy
                            My clothes dirty, dick shitty, and my knife bloody
                            I did too much dirt to turn back now
                            I'm the reason my lil' sister smoking crack now
                            I'd feel guilty if I had a heart but I don't
                            To live a carefree life if I stop killing but I won't
                            It's in my blood to destroy man kind
                            With every murder I lose it little more of my damn mind
                            And I ain't got much left to lose nigga ,so don't snooze nigga
                            I'm telling yous nigga, just pay your dues nigga
                            Respect my mother fucking style of rap
                            Murder your mic and your unborn child
                            This ain't wild just how niggas living on the street
                            A little something that cant be beat


                            It's Time, it's time, it's time, it's time
                            This is time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, it's time to build
                            It's time to build, this is time to build
                            Recognize, understand, recognize, understand
                            Recognize, understand, recognize, understand

                            This is time to build
                            This is time to build
                            This is time to build
                            ___________________

                            Originally posted by buldozer
                            LO CONOSCHI HA RIKI
                            "sE QuAlCOSa mI Và sTORtO LO rADdRIzzO A cALCI iN CuLO!"

                            -A.D.B.A. Registered-

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                            • Zio
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                              Originally posted by Zio
                              It's Time, it's time, it's time, it's time
                              This is time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, this is time to build


                              I format my mind for combat
                              In fact I put a hole up in your back on the song like that
                              Rollin thick with my people ain't no room to breathe
                              Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
                              I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
                              I'm automatic trample in your static with the semi
                              So when I squeeze I'm off in the breeze with these
                              Licking shots at them whack MC's
                              With no direction, I rhyme with perfection skills
                              Drug a nigga like a pill when it's time to build
                              Keep it real, get your head rocked when I wreck shop
                              I bigger with my style ain't a bully on your fuckin block
                              Word is bond I go on
                              I'm breaking MC's with vocal tones over real rap songs
                              Insane in the brain nothing left to gain
                              Grab the mic up with skill when it's time to build, Mother Fuckers


                              This is time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, this is time to build

                              Niggas increase the pain when they shout my name
                              Horrified by the thought of hot slugs and graves
                              Cause Ja is a sinister character loading that 44 caliber
                              Infrared aimed at your jugular
                              Who the fuck are you? Nobody cares
                              You just be another nigga that needs repairs
                              Talking to all them niggas shitting
                              And all them faggots that be steady bitching, inside their insides twitching
                              Sod sill delivering, DOA push a nine to your mind and commence the spray
                              No bullshit, Natural's the king of left
                              Scared of life but wanna play the game of death
                              What's next? Niggas wearing padded kotex
                              Pussy ass MC's get treated like rough sex
                              I'm possessed you can't feel what I feeler
                              Be easy on the cut, uh, uh, uh

                              This is time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, this is time to build


                              Yeah, fresh on the scene-a with the fucking next niggas demeanor
                              You know my work I bless and press more skirts then the cleaners
                              I'm damn relaxed cause you cats can't stress the G
                              Ain't a enough jump in 'em to make you high enough to test me
                              Gone, niggas is moist like Duncan Heinz
                              Choice when I'm voicing my poise I got poison lines
                              So flame on I turn my game on the expert
                              Niggas get chills when you hear my name on the network
                              Fuck what you niggas kickin on the mic
                              You chicken like you don't know what an ass whippin feels like
                              I'm living flashbacks, I blaze niggas split like ass-cracks
                              It's the J to the A, smoother than jazz tracks, yeah
                              So when I'm browsing through your housing projects
                              Niggas get 5,000 shit is rough
                              Time to close I hit you with 16 of those
                              Next time maybe more, but who the fuck knows?


                              This is time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, this is time to build


                              Check it out yo, Check it out yo, Check it out yo, Check it out yo
                              I'm peeling niggas caps like oranges
                              Hit 'em in the head with 2 by 4 inches
                              I'm a grimy nigga so I like my bitches cruddy
                              My clothes dirty, dick shitty, and my knife bloody
                              I did too much dirt to turn back now
                              I'm the reason my lil' sister smoking crack now
                              I'd feel guilty if I had a heart but I don't
                              To live a carefree life if I stop killing but I won't
                              It's in my blood to destroy man kind
                              With every murder I lose it little more of my damn mind
                              And I ain't got much left to lose nigga ,so don't snooze nigga
                              I'm telling yous nigga, just pay your dues nigga
                              Respect my mother fucking style of rap
                              Murder your mic and your unborn child
                              This ain't wild just how niggas living on the street
                              A little something that cant be beat


                              It's Time, it's time, it's time, it's time
                              This is time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, it's time to build
                              It's time to build, this is time to build
                              Recognize, understand, recognize, understand
                              Recognize, understand, recognize, understand

                              This is time to build
                              This is time to build
                              This is time to build
                              Come on, huh
                              Come on, yo, yo, yo
                              Some people blond peeps, red banjies
                              Some are moving quickly, outta town
                              How they gonna find her moving swiftly?
                              Five steps ahead of the best so that's nothing
                              Twenty steps ahead of the rest they left stuck
                              And in they face not, what not?
                              I can't stand broads
                              Ridiculous niggas practice for the title "hard"
                              Me pick of the litter
                              I was born to bubble y'all
                              Born to change game shit born to stand guard
                              Play games you left nameless, fame hard
                              Promise that it's never painless
                              Nigga be hard
                              Convinced that you can take over the Eve
                              Eat nigga let starve
                              Strong as a stallion maiden
                              You better dart
                              Is she feminine with pretty women friends all dimes!
                              Timberlands is how I like my men and all minds
                              Rough ryde you niggas hard head, soft spine
                              Pass the word
                              Must have the stacks to cross lines
                              Come on


                              Don't want your dough
                              I don't want your car
                              (Uh-uh)
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              (Nope)
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              (Uh-huh)
                              But not with me
                              Sorry boo I got it all
                              (Come on)


                              Don't want your dough
                              I don't want your car
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              (Yeah right)
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              But not with me
                              Sorry boo I got it all


                              Yo a chick is a chick
                              A nut is a nut
                              And they always keep an attitude
                              Till you butter 'em up
                              Since I ain't gotta buy you stuff
                              Who gon' hold you down
                              If they try to run in here and tie you up
                              Now don't start flippin' it
                              Everybody know
                              We've been had dough
                              Y'all just start gettin' it
                              Money might make you grown
                              But you still need a dog to take you home
                              And make you moan
                              You ain't gotta see the bank for loans
                              All I do is party and bullshit like when Frank was home
                              And you got it all boo I got it all too
                              A four, five, and a six and they all blue
                              And I don't care what she think
                              If I offered you any ice love it'll be in the drink
                              And instead of talking 'bout what you got and all that
                              Just make sure when I hit you that you call back
                              Come on, uh-huh


                              Don't want your dough
                              (Uh-huh)
                              I don't want your car
                              (Yes you do)
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              (Stop lying)
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              (Rule it all with you too)
                              But not with me
                              (Come on)
                              Sorry boo I got it all
                              Don't want your dough
                              I don't want your car
                              (Uh-huh, yeah right)
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              (Yeah right)
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              (Rule it all with you too)
                              But not with me
                              Sorry boo I got it all



                              Yo, yo ay yo
                              One touch will make a nigga blush on site
                              Grown men create a crush, nails they bite
                              It's a game try to catch me but only if you can
                              It takes a lot to impress the bombshell to want a man
                              And it ain't about your dough baby Eve alright
                              Cause if Eve wanna fly away, Eve take a flight
                              Eve hungry for a meal baby Eve get a bite
                              You nice and you might get to see it daddy, tight



                              Yo, yo, yo
                              I'm glad that you got it all
                              That's more for me
                              And I ain't gotta pay for the puss I score for free
                              And the same thing I pulled on them
                              I pulled on you
                              Come on now how you think I pulled your crew?
                              Got my own crib so you can't kick me out
                              I'll call one of your friends to come twist me out
                              If you know Jada then you know what Kiss be 'bout
                              Just for fun I hit the bank and pull fifty out, uh ah



                              Don't want your dough
                              (Uh-huh)
                              I don't want your car
                              (Yes you do)
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              (Stop lying)
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              (Rule it all with you too)
                              But not with me
                              (Come on)
                              Sorry boo I got it all
                              (Come on)
                              Don't want your dough
                              I don't want your car
                              (Uh-huh, yeah right)
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              (Yeah right)
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              (Rule it all with you too)
                              But not with me
                              Sorry boo I got it all
                              Don't want your dough
                              (Uh-huh)
                              I don't want your car
                              (Yes you do)
                              Don't want your jewels
                              No not at all
                              With them other broads
                              You might rule it all
                              But not with me
                              Sorry boo I got it all


                              (Come on)
                              Yeah (Uh-uh)
                              Yeah right (Uh-huh, come on)
                              Uh (Uh-uh)
                              Stop lying!
                              ___________________

                              Originally posted by buldozer
                              LO CONOSCHI HA RIKI
                              "sE QuAlCOSa mI Và sTORtO LO rADdRIzzO A cALCI iN CuLO!"

                              -A.D.B.A. Registered-

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                              • Zio
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                                Grrrrrrr
                                Grrrrr
                                Grrr


                                Yeah.
                                To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
                                An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
                                An' all my playas world wide it's the shot or die
                                Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right


                                First off, ya'll niggas know I don't slouch
                                An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin' about
                                I'm from the South
                                Ya heard
                                Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas
                                Live lavish
                                From ATL to Dallas an' the little palace
                                Goin' once, goin' twice
                                Everyday, livin' nice
                                In the grey wit the ice
                                Makin' money rollin' dice
                                Livin' the life
                                That ya'll dream of
                                Puttin' niggas outta buissiness like Sony did to Sena
                                You seen us
                                The green stuff
                                An nuttin' else that's all I collect
                                I got the hots like the Lox
                                Money, Power and Respect
                                An' I can damn the check
                                That any of ya'll niggas spit
                                I stay hittin'
                                I ain't bullshittin'(he ain't bullshittin')
                                Nigga
                                Wit more glitter
                                Than M.J.
                                It's all pimp play
                                When it comes to me
                                An' ya'll muthafuckas know how JD gets down
                                An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town
                                Feel me now

                                Yo, let me tell you were I'm at ya'll
                                Shits kinda sad ya'll
                                If you ride the buses or trains
                                Watch ya back ya'll
                                Who think he stallin?
                                I still ain't ballin'
                                An' I got wild bills
                                An' a crowd that keeps callin'
                                My dogs wanna hang(bark)
                                My bitches wanna bang
                                But it don't mean a thang
                                When all you got is change
                                That's why my women ain't dimes
                                Not even close to nines
                                Sorta like fives and sixes
                                Wit scars and stiches
                                Type of bitches that spit in yo' face like Alomar
                                Broke hoes without a car
                                snatchin' fruit from salad bars
                                Which one of ya'll come on, test me now
                                Me not goin' nowhere, you don't impress me now
                                So next time you see me up in them clubs
                                I'm probably scemin'
                                While you at the bar
                                Brick hard and fiendin'
                                I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk ass is leavin'
                                Cause I paid to get in
                                An' now I gotta pray teethin'



                                Niggas goin' to parties
                                Thousand dollar shoes and jewels
                                You Begets what I be wantin' so I be bringin' the tool
                                Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in
                                An' nigga D be flippin', yeah, money, it's the same shit
                                What you thought
                                Cause you bought
                                A joint
                                You might be able to creep a nigga
                                When he ain't on point
                                An' I can see it in yo' eyes that you comin' closer than tryin'
                                An' every step you take brings yo' ass closer to dyin'
                                An' I don't flow wit the dough
                                cause money comes and goes
                                Gimme the love of my thugs
                                Hoodrats and hoes
                                An' I'm good
                                Cause muthafucka I'm stain' in the hood
                                An' I'm gon' rip till I'm stiff like wood
                                You wishin' that you could
                                Keep it as real as me
                                An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me
                                When I get ill it be
                                Some next shit
                                Darkman
                                Muthafuckin X shit
                                Wreck shit
                                For respect bitch





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                                Originally posted by buldozer
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