SAHARA79
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MOHAMED |
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...non dire mai qualcosa se non prima di aver contato fino a 10.....! La mia passione?? 2PAC Segni Particolari: tranquillo....ma non troppo..... Segno zodiacale: Bilancia Segni compatibili: Boh! vado d'accordo con tutti! Data di nascita: xx/xx/1979 :-p Altezza: 1.70 Colore degli occhi:vedi foto :-) Colore dei capelli: castani Peso:63 Taglia:46 Piercing: non ancora Tatuaggio: no grazie Luogo di nascita: Sicilia Ti sei mai innamorato?: si Hai mai pianto x qualcuno: si Hai mai fatto soffrire qualcuno: si Hai la patente: si Quante volte sei stata bocciato?:maiiiii Il tuo Piatto preferito?:spaghetti alla norma ma anche couscous!! Coca o Birra?:solo B52 Caffè zuccherato o amaro?:NON NE PRENDO!!! BLAAAAA! Numero favorito: 23 e 33! Film preferito: MOULIN ROUGE Telefilm preferito?: GUARDO SOLO tg! Giorno della settimana?: Lunedi Fiori preferiti?: Gelosmino Mare o montagna?: indifferente Animale preferito?: me stesso Quel'è il negozio che sceglieresti per spendere tutti i soldi di una carta di credito?: megastore di elettronica in Giappone! Quel'è la marka che preferisci? non guardo la marca -No Global- Qual'è la parola o frase che dici più volte?  erciò...miii peroòoo!Qual'è la cosa che ti fa arrabbiare?: quando una persona entra alla posta e salta la fila!!!giuro divento una BESTIA! Qual'è la cosa più bella che esiste?: la mamma, l'amicizia e l'amore. Cosa odi?:ogni essere razzista!che pur essendo di cultura vive nell'ignoranza. Cos'è che ami?: non amo! Il viaggio che vorresti fare con lei?: Lapponia Il viaggio con gli amici?:Santo Domingo Cantanti preferiti: 113, 2 pac, Ramazzotti, Khaled, Akon, Alex Baroni, Pino Daniele! Ti piace andare in disco?:si Ti piace la musica house techno o commerciale? techno Ti piace la musica latino-americana?:no Sei vanitoso?: non ho nulla di cui vantarmi..il problema non si pone! PermalosO: si! Bionde o brune o rosse? tutte :-p Quali caratteristiche deve avere la tua donna ideale?: Sicuramente bionda!sincera e romantica! *************************************************************** 11/03/2007 Un giorno ti prenderò per mano e lungo la spiaggia ti porterò con me...un falò...e tante stelle ci faranno compagnia.. 17/01/2007 kissssssssss a tutte le raga che mi hanno scritto... ******************************************************** ____________________________________________ ★..·´¯`·..★ __★..·´¯`·..★ __★..·´¯`·..★ (`°¤.¸¸.¤°´¯)(¯`°¤.¸¸.¤°´¯)(¯`°¤.¸¸.¤°´¯)(¯`°¤.¸¸.¤°´¯)< _____*########* ____*##########* __*############## __################ _##################_________**####* __##################_____*########## __##################___*############# ___#################*_###############* ____#################################* ______############################### _______#############################* ________*########################## __________######################## ___________*####################* ____________*################## _____________*############### _______________############# ________________########## ________________*#######* _________________###### _________________*#### __________________### ___________________# __________________8__________________ _________________888_________________ _________________888_________________ ____8____________888____________8____ _____88_________88888_________88_____ ______88888_____88888_____88888______ _______8888888__88888___8888888______ ________888888__888888__8888_________ 8888888_____888__888__888_____8888888 ___88888888___88__8__88_88888888_____ _______888888888_888_888888888_______ ______________888_8_888______________ __________88888___8___88888__________ _________8________8________8_________ __________________8__________________ __________________8__________________ Mal Di Stomaco Tutti quanti seguitemi, seguitemi, seguitemi, seguitemi Tutti quanti seguitemi, seguitemi, seguitemi.... Non mi passa il mal di stomaco, certi fatti mi danno il vo-vo-vomito __________0000000000___________0000000000_________ ________00000000000000_______00000000000000_______ ______000000000000000000___000000000000000000_____ ____000000000000000000000_00000000_____0000000____ ___0000000000000000000000000000000________00000___ __0000000000000000000000000000000000________0000__ __0000000000000000000000000000000000000______0000_ _0000000000000000000000000000000000000000___00000_ _00000000000000000000000000000000000000000_000000_ _000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000_ _000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000_ __0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000__ ___00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000___ _____0000000000000000000000000000000000000000_____ _______000000000000000000000000000000000000_______ __________000000000000000000000000000000__________ _____________0000000000000000000000000____________ _______________00000000000000000000_______________ __________________000000000000000_________________ ____________________0000000000____________________ ______________________000000______________________ _______________________0000_______________________ ________________________00_________________ 19/12/06 *******BU0N NATALE******* 08/11/06 eccomi...volevo ringraziare quelle poke ragazze che mi hanno scritto un bacione..... 05/10/06 lunga assenza...si ricomincia a lavorare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 11/09/06 scusate se non ho aggiornato la pagina....ma si lavora!!!!! 16/08/2006 FERRAGOSTO è PASSATO!STOP. 11/08/2006 Ho conosciuto una persona...oserei dire toooooppo simpatica...diciamo questo è il periodo in cui si tasta il terreno....di piu non si può dire.... :-p ciaoooo Okki..... 09/08/2006 weeeeeeee finalmente in Sicilia piove...che bello...non ne potevo piu...adore le giornate di pioggia... 07/08/2006 passano le giornate estive senza grosse emozioni...la vita procede inesorabile...il lavoro...gli amici...tutto vecchio... certe volte non ci fermiamo a pensare il perchè..il perchè della nostra vita della nostra esistenza?avete una risposta? 04/08/2006 ancora grazie a tutte le ragazze che mi hanno scritto....merci...je vous adore...! 31/07/2006 I giorni passano e posso dire che l'estate è finita siamo all'ultimo mese...ed io ancora devo andare in Tunisia...solo che per motivi di lavoro non mi sono ancora organizzato e poi con tutti i viaggi che faccio..non ho proprio voglia di partire...sarà che sto invecchiando sarà il caldo...non lo so...cmq volevo ringraziare tutte le persone gentili che mi hanno contattato e che sto avendo modo di conoscere in questi giorni... :-) trooppo simpatici e poi tutti mi chiedono come mai in questa chat? forse perchè ho un sacco di amici napoletani (gente meravigliosa) W IL SUD!!! 29/07/2006 Come si fa da un profilo giudicare una persona?forse perchè il mondo sta diventando sempre piu sterile...forse è la società che ci trasforma e quindi ogni giorno che passa per noi conta solo sapere ciò che ci interessa e non scoprire ciò che è nascosto ai nostri occhi...credo che per il 2010 per sposarsi basterà inserire alcuni dati davanti ad un distributore automatico di recapiti telefonici per avere il numero della donna della mia vita... Artista: 2Pac Titolo: Hit 'Em Up [Tupac] I ain't got no mutha fuckin friends Thats why I fucked your bitch You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money} West Side Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} You know who the realist is niggas we bring it to {Take Money} (ha ha, that's alright) First off, fuck your bitch And the click you claim West side when we ride Come equipped with game You claim to be a playa But, I fucked your wife We bust on Bad Boys niggas fuck for Life Plus Puffy tryin' to see me weak Hearts I rip Biggie Smalls and Junior Mafia Some mark ass bitches We keep on coming While we running for yah jewels Steady gunning Keep on busting at them fools You know the rules Little Ceasar go ask you homie How i'll leave yah Cut your young ass up See yah in pieces Now be deceased Little Kim, Don't fuck around with real G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets So fuck peace I'll let them niggas know It's on for Life Don't let the west side Ride the night (ha ha) Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill fuck with me And get your caps peeled You know, See [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace nigga, I hit 'em up Check this out You mutha-fuckas know what time it is I don't know why I'm even on this track Y'all niggas ain't even on my level I'm going to let my little homies Ride on yah bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches {ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up} Get out the way yo Get out the way yo Biggie Smalls just got dropped Little move pa*s the mac And let me hit 'em in his back Frank White needs to get spanked right For setting up traps Little accident murderers And I ain't never heard of yah Poise less gats attack when I'm serving yah Spank the shank Your whole style when I gank Guard your rank Cause I'm a slam your ass in a pang Puffy weaker than a fuckin' block I'm running through nigga And I'm smoking Junior Mafia In front of yah nigga With the ready power Tucked in my Guess Under my Eddie Bower Your clout petty sour I push packages ever hour I hit 'em up [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace nigga, We hit 'em up Peep how we do it Keep it real Its penitentiary steel This ain't no freestyle battle All you niggas getting killed With your mouths open Tryin' to come up off of me You and the clouds hoping Smoking dope It's like a Shermine niggas think they learned to fly But they burn mutha-fucka you deserve to die Talking about you Getting Money But its funny to me All you niggas living bummy While you fucking with me? I'm a self made Millionaire Thug livin', out of prison Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha Ha) Biggie remember when I use to let you sleep on the couch And beg the bitch to let you sleep in the house Now its all about versace You copied my style Five shots couldn't drop me I took it and smiled Now I'm back to set the record straight With my A-K I'm still the thug that you love to hate Mutha-fucka I'll Hit 'Em Up I'm from N E W Jers. Where plenty of murder occurs No points to come We bring drama to all you herds Now go check the scenerio Little Ceas' I'll bring you fake G's to yah knees Copin' pleas with these Little Kim is yah Coked up or doped up Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up What the fuck? Is you stupid? I take money, crash and mash through Brooklyn With my click looting, shooting, and polluting your block With fifteen shot, Cocked glock to your knot Outlaw Mafia click moving up another notch And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped And all your fake ass east coast props Brainstormed and locked You'se a beat biter Pac style taker I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but a faker So fill the Alazhay with a chaser 'bout to get murdered for the paper E.d.i I mean post the scene of the caper Like a loc, with little Ceas' in a choke (uhh) Toting smoke, we ain't no mutha-fuckin' joke Thug Life, niggas better be known Be approaching In the wide open, gun smoking No need for hoping It's a battle lost I gottem crossed as soon as the funk is bopping off nigga, I hit 'em up Now you tell me who won I see them, they run (ha ha) They don't wanna see us Whole Junior Mafia click Dressing up to be us How the fuck they gonna be the Mob? When we always on out job We millionaire's Killing ain't fair But somebody got to do it Oh yah Mobb Deep (uhh) You wanna fuck with us You Little young ass mutha-fuckas Don't one of you niggas got sickle-cell or something You fucking with me, nigga ? You fuck around and catch a seizure or a heart-attack You better back the fuck up Before you get smacked the fuck up This is how we do it on our side Any of you niggas from New York that want to bring it, Bring it. But we ain't singing, We bringing drama fuck you and your mother fucking mama. We gonna kill all you mother fuckers. Now when I came out, I told you it was just about biggie. Then everybody had to open their mouth with a mother fuckin opinion Well this is how we gon' do this: fuck Mobb Deep, fuck Biggie, fuck Bad Boy as a staff, record label, and as a mother fuckin crew. And if you want to be down with Bad Boy, Then fuck you too. Chino XL, fuck you too. All you mother fuckers, fuck you too. (take money, take money) All of y'all mother fuckers, fuck you, die slow mother fucker. My fo' fo' (.44 magnum) make sure all yo' kids don't grow. You mother fuckers can't be us or see us. We mother fuckin' Thug Life riders. West Side till' we die. Out here in California, nigga We warned ya' We'll bomb on you mother fuckers. We do our job. You think you the mob, nigga, we the mother fuckin' mob Ain't nuttin' but killers And the real niggas, all you mother fuckers feel us. Our shit goes triple and four quadruple You niggas laugh cuz our staff got guns under they mother fuckin' belts You know how it is and we drop records they felt You niggas can't feel it We the realist fuck 'em. 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