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Karaoké Mo Money Mo Problems - The Notorious B.I.G. & Puff Daddy & Mase

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Mo Money Mo Problems rendu célèbre par The Notorious B.I.G.

Formats inclus :

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Le format CDG (également appelé CD+G ou MP3+G) est compatible avec la majorité des machines karaoké. Il comprend un fichier MP3 ainsi que la synchronisation des paroles (Version Karaoké ne vend pas de CD, mais uniquement les fichiers numériques).

Ce format est reconnu par la majorité des appareils (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, TV Connectées...)

Ce format est compatible avec le lecteur de karaoké KaraFun Windows Player. Il permet d'ajouter ou retirer les choeurs, le guide vocal, changer le tempo, la tonalité...

Votre achat vous permet de télécharger cette vidéo dans tous ces formats, et ce sans limite.

À propos

Avec choeurs (au choix dans la version KFN)

Tempo : 105 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Do♯m

Durée : 04:15 - Extrait à : 00:55

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Date de sortie : 1997
Styles : Rap & Hip-Hop, Funk, En anglais
Auteurs-Compositeurs : Nile Rodgers, Bernard Edwards (US), Puff Daddy, Steven A Jordan, Notorious B.I.G., Mase

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles Mo Money Mo Problems

Now
Who's hot? Who's not?
Tell me who rock?
Who sell out in da stores?
You tell me who flopped?
Who copped da blue drop?
Who jewels got rock?
Who mostly Dolce down?
To da tube sock da same old pimp
Mase you know ain't nothin' change but my limp
Can't stop 'till I see my name on a blimp
Guarantee a million sales call it level up
You don't believe no
Harlem World double up
We don't play around it's a bet lay it down
'Cos dey ain't know me ninety one bet dey know me now
I'm da young Harlem wit' da goldie sound
Can't no PhD hold me down
Cudda school me to da game now I know my duty
Stay humble, stay low
Blow like Hootie
True pimp spend no dough on da bootie
Then you yell there go Mace there go yo' cutie
I'm da D to da A to da D.D.Y. know you rather see me die
Than to see me fly
I call all da shots
Rip all da spots rock all da rocks cop all da drops
I know you're thinkin' now
When all da ballin' stops
Never home gotta call me on the yacht ten years from now
We'll still be on top
Yo I thought I told you that we won't stop now what you gonna do
With a crew that got money much longer than yours
And a team much stronger than yours
Violate me dis will be yo' day we don't play
Mess around be on yo' way
'Cos there aint' enough time here
Ain't enough lime here for you to shine here
Deal wit' many women but treat dimes fair
And I'm bigger than da city lights down in Times Square
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, B.I.G. P.O.P.P.A. no info for da D.E.A.
Federal agents mad 'cos I'm flagrant
Tap myself and my phone in da basement
My team's supreme stay clean triple beam lyrical dream
I be dat cat you see at all events bent
Gats in holsters girls on shoulders
Playboy I told ya mere mics to me
Bruise too much?
I lose too much
Step on stage da girls boo too much
I guess it's 'cos you run with lame dudes too much
Me lose my touch never that if I did ain't no problem to get da where da true player's at
Throw yo' Rolies in da sky wave 'em side to side
And keep your hands high while I give yo' girl the eye
Player please lyrically niggas see
B.I.G. be flossin' jig on da cover of fortune
Five double O
Here's my phone number your man ain't got to know
I got da dough
I got da flow down pizat platinum plus like thizat
Names is rough on trizacks leave yo ass flizat
Whoa

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