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Блин, ну почему эта XYNTA у меня через ж0пу получается????

Я уже прочитал ))))

я жду рендеринга, так что я пока здеся )))

http://city.brovary.net/portal/journal/uploads/j8595_1224686936.jpg

Ну постьте!

Brain: OFF [Turn On] [Reboot] "Мивина"

Темко для пи***жа? У меня фантазия на ремонте...ПРИДУМАЛ!!! Обсуждаем "Бомж-пакеты"!

ВАС привеццтвует DJ BaФd! Будем жечь?

Спасибо, влом было по форуму лезть в эту тему!

Харош мультов/ботов и т.д. разводить!

ладно, спокойно...

LOL, у мня всё классно.

[MP3] [05:12] 2Pac - Hail Mary </44 kHz/320 kbps/11,96 Mb/> » Текст песни « "Hail Mary" (feat. Kastro, Young Noble, Prince Ital) [Makaveli] Makaveli in this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead the wild into the ways of the man Follow me; eat my flesh, flesh and my flesh [Chorus (Makaveli):] Come with me, Hail Mary Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la la la la [Makaveli] I ain't a killer but don't push me Revenge is like the sweetest joy next to getting pussy Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words being quoted Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listening Seeing niggas coming for me, to my diamonds, when they glistening Now pay attention, rest in peace father I'm a ghost in these killing fields Hail Mary catch me if I go, let's go deep inside the solitary mind of a madman who screams in the dark Evil lurks, enemies, see me flee Activate my hate, let it break, to the flame Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit Stuck, niggas is lucky if we bust out this shit, plus mama told me never stop until I bust a nut Fuck the world if they can't adjust It's just as well, Hail Mary [Chorus 2X] [Makaveli] Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers Never realize the precious time the bitch niggas is wasting Institutionalized I lived my life a product made to crumble But too hardened for a smile, we're too crazy to be humble, we balling Catch me father please, cause I'm falling, in the liquor store That's the Hennessee I hear ya calling, can I get some more? Hail 'til I reach Hell, I ain't scared Mama checking in my bedroom; I ain't there I got a head with no screws in it, what can I do One life to live but I got nothing to lose, just me and you on a one way trip to prison, selling drugs We all wrapped up in this living, life as Thugs To my homeboys in Clinton Max, doing they bid Raise hell to this real shit, and feel this When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the dark Thuggin eternal through my heart, now Hail Mary nigga [Chorus 2X] [Kastro] They got a APB, out on my Thug family Since the Outlawz run these streets, like these skanless freaks Our enemies die now, walk around half dead Head down, K blasted off Hennessee and Thai Trying it, mixed it, now I'm twisted blisted and high Visions of me, Thug living getting me by Forever live, and I multiply survived by Thugs When I die they won't cry unless they coming with slugs [Young Noble] Peep the whole scene and whatever's going on around me Brain kinda cloudy, smoked out feeling rowdy Ready to wet the party up, and whoever in that motherfucker Nasty new street, slugger my heat seeks suckers on the regular mashing in a stolen black Ac Integ-ra Cock back, sixty seconds 'til the draw that's when I'm dead in ya Feet first, you got a nice gat but my heat's worse From a Thug to preaching church, I gave you love now you eating dirt Needing work, and I ain't the nigga to put you on Cause word is bond when I was broke I had to hustle 'til dawn That's when sun came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up [Kastro] If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate to this shit I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealing with fate, hoping God don't close the gate [Chorus (repeats in background)] [Prince Ital] We've been traveling on this wayward road Long time 'til I be take a 'eavy load But we ride, ride it like a bullet Hail Mary, Hail Mary We won't worry everything will come real Free like the bird in the tree We won't worry everything will come real Yes we free like the bird in the tree We running from the penitentiary This is the time for we liberty Hail Mary, Hail Mary [Chorus] [Makaveli] Westside, Outlawz, Makaveli the Don, Solo, Killuminati, The 7 Days

Fybvt про больших человекоподобных роботов

Я, пожалуй, про мех на торр закину...

[MP3] [04:04] 2Pac - Breathin </44 kHz/320 kbps/9,35 Mb/> » Текст песни « "Breathin" (feat. Outlawz) [2Pac] Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin? Tell me nigga.. tell me Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin? [Chorus] Stress, but busta free Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin Bustin, my automatic rounds Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin [repeat Chorus] [2Pac] Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail Gettin world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin [Chorus] [Young Noble] Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block Shootin rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for 'Pac Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here Stale down here, too many jails down here Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me I'm still breathin [Napoleon] Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my right Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play Fuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-K with these fag-ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin! [Chorus] [Kastro] Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy The side of seedy that the devil run from In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from And still I'm breathin! [E.D.I.] And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take this But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain We number one motherfucker bout to do it again Shit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin it Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel Hold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up! We hit 'em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..) [2Pac] Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em (and we still breathin..) Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin? [Chorus - 2X]

Надоело про Вторую Мировую...

А КоД 4 я уже прошёл. Игра доставила.

Зато спинной работает на зашибись!

По нэту рулит Сэмик Первый, который Второй. Мясо в кооперативе - офигенное, особенно при "Увеличение силы противника" >50%Совсем мозг = выкл.

Аркада аркадой. Но прикольно по Припяти было потопать...

В играх люблю классику.

не уважаю ЦС

[MP3] [04:04] 2Pac - Breathin </44 kHz/320 kbps/9,35 Mb/> » Нажмите, для отображения текста « "Breathin" (feat. Outlawz) [2Pac] Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin? Tell me nigga.. tell me Who'll be the last motherfucker breathin? [Chorus] Stress, but busta free Enemies give me reason, to be the last motherfucker breathin Bustin, my automatic rounds Catch 'em while they sleepin, now I'm the last motherfucker breathin [repeat Chorus] [2Pac] Woke up with fifty enemies plottin my death All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chest Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed Had me creepin 'round corners, homie sleepin in my vest Shit, I'm like a hostage on this troubled block, call the cops A thug nigga screamin Westside, bustin double glocks Hittin corners in my Chevy Surburban Liquor got me drivin up on the curb, hand on the steerin wheel swervin Bless me Father I'ma sinner, I'm livin in hell Just let me live on the streets, cause ain't no peace for me in jail Gettin world-wide exposure with a bunch of niggaz that don't give a FUCK, ridin as my soldiers I just release 'em on a war path, not your average dealer Westside Outlaw; Bad Boy killer, huh Complete my mission my competition no longer beefin I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin [Chorus] [Young Noble] Make sure I hold my position, stand firm in the dirt For all my soldiers gone, we burnin the earth Outlawz WORLDWIDE, we pack the block Shootin rocks at the kid, I'll bust back for 'Pac Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here Stale down here, too many jails down here Why you act like you don't hear me? Young Noble, Outlaw 'til these motherfuckers kill me I'm still breathin [Napoleon] Now we was raised, "Fuck this life," I rose my right Holdin on a tight grip with death in my sight And the dark is my light, I'm cynical, sleepwalkin as a true Walk around town with a pound full of, bitter food Came a long way from my born day, dead away where there's war play Fuck friends I'll say, rather die for my A-K with these fag-ass niggaz, see-through glass ass niggaz Only ride my dick and the skin of my mash-ass niggaz Breathin! [Chorus] [Kastro] Uhh, I walk around with a knife in my back Talkin bout a bad day, I live a life like that It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and breathin in sewer stench, no one give a fuck about me I leaned to like it like that, when I was still in mommy The side of seedy that the devil run from In the belly of the beast, that's where the fuck we come from And still I'm breathin! [E.D.I.] And still I'm totally wasted, they want me to face this Just lost two of my closest na'r one of y'all can take this But I'm Makaveli trained, simple and plain We number one motherfucker bout to do it again Shit, 'Pac still doin it, you hoes can't ruin it Two million everytime he drop I know you fuckers losin it We movin in - for the kill, for a meal, holdin steel Hold the wheel I'm bout to give these niggaz somethin they can feel Fakin real, but we the raw and uncut Style-bitin thug lyin niggaz, give it up! We hit 'em up! (and we still breathin.. and we still breathin..) [2Pac] Tell 'em nigga.. tell 'em (and we still breathin..) Who'll be the last motherfuckers breathin? [Chorus - 2X]