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_ahmed-zewail-pioneer-of-femtochemistry.jpg "Ahmed Zewail: Pioneer of Femtochemistry<br/>Video Description:<br/><br/>This video tells the story of Ahmed Zewail, an Egyptian-American chemist who won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry in 1999 for his pioneering work in femtochemistry. The video explores Zewail's early life in Egypt, his education in the United States, and his groundbreaking research on the ultrafast dynamics of chemical reactions.<br/><br/>Zewail's Early Life and Education<br/><br/>Ahmed Hassan Zewail was born in Damanhur, Egypt, on February 26, 1946. He showed an early interest in science, and he excelled in his studies. In 1967, he received his B.S. degree in chemistry from Alexandria University. He then moved to the United States to pursue his graduate studies. In 1974, he received his Ph.D. degree in chemistry from the University of Pennsylvania.<br/><br/>Zewail's Pioneering Research in Femtochemistry<br/><br/>After completing his Ph.D., Zewail joined the faculty at the California Institute of Technology (Caltech). In 1982, he developed a new technique called femtosecond laser spectroscopy, which allowed scientists to study chemical reactions in real time. This breakthrough led to the creation of a new field of chemistry called femtochemistry.<br/><br/>Zewail's Nobel Prize<br/><br/>In 1999, Zewail was awarded the Nobel Prize in Chemistry \")
_rexy-and-the-hungry-birds-funny-dinosaur-cartoon-for-families.jpg "Episode #1 -In the quiet dawn of the Jurassic marsh, we find Rexy on a serene morning walk with his Mama and Papa. Little did he know that this peaceful start would swiftly transform into a perilous encounter with a giant Python. Yet, this was merely the prologue to Rexy's most extraordinary day.<br/>As the sun climbed higher in the sky, an unexpected calamity unfolded. A relentless horde of angry Pteranodon birds struck down and took Rexy up to the skies, away from his parents. Who would come to his rescue in this dire moment of need?<br/>Amidst the chaos, a ray of hope emerged. The benevolent giant Arambourgiana, touched by Rexy's plight, stepped forward as the unlikely savior. Could a tiny T-Rex fly up to the heights of the Moon and cheat the hungry birds for good? Watch this episode, cheer for this adorable and brave little T-Rex and marvel at the exotic Dinosaurs he meets along his journey!<br/><br/>This short animation is presented in spectacular 4K-30 Fps video format optimized for the latest High Quality HDR Displays: Mobile, Tablet and TV.<br/>Filmmakers:<br/>Adam Magyar<br/>Producer / Director / General Technical Artist<br/>StoryBoard / Concept Art / Environment Design / Matte Painting<br/>Modeling / Texturing / Shading / Rigging / Animation / Simulation<br/>Camera / Lighting / Rendering / Compositing / Stereography<br/>Post Production / Color Grading / Editing / Typography / Title<br/>Music Editor / Voice Over Actor / VO & Sound FX Director <br/>System Administrator / Hardware & Software Manager<br/><br/>Peter Borszeki<br/>Executive Producer / Assistant to Director / Production Manager<br/>Render Manager / Compositing Editor / Voice Over Editor<br/>Photogrammetry / 3D Scanner Operator / Asset Manager<br/>Project Communication / PR Coordination<br/><br/>Judit Kelemen<br/>Art Concept & Color Grading Advisor / Office Manager<br/><br/>Special thanks to<br/>Denis Nechipurenko for the Sound Effects<br/>Lili Magyar & Simon Magyar for their support and ideas")
_quavo-11-11.jpg "Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes (cheeze, Cheeze) I never asked God, why? I just go where the road designed (go Grizz, woah) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo) Won't settle for nothing, not even it's cheaper To fill up my tank, I need drank by the liter I bought her a car and that bitch was a creeper (skrrt) Got the keys to the streets but you might got amnesia Got Cheeze on the beat, so you know this a heater Put cheese on me last, just like I'm a pizza Hold on, I just caught a fever (go) You forgot how I put it together The Rocket and 'Cho, we gon' last forever (Take') 5:30, Huncho and 'set get up early and go out and go get that bag together ('set) Who the fuck gonna put us together? Can't nobody put this shit back together So stay the fuck out of the middle, lil' fella, we always gon' be that, we fam' forever (Migo) How I look tryna dance with the devil, got ice in my cross and my dad was a reverend (uh) I watched my brother Takeoff go to heaven, an angel, we celebrate eleven-eleven (angel) Greatest group, I can count up some blessings (so) Stay connected like charging a Tessie (skrrt) Fuck a nigga, I'm down with my bestie (fuck) That's my 'phew, I can never forget him No weapons formed against me shall prosper (nah) Fuck a closet, cleaning out my locker (woo) Talk to me nice, not proper I'm looking for the smoke like a Rasta' I'll call on him if I need a partner (grr) Even though what he did was kinda It's bigger than us and let's not remind her (big) We together, nigga, get the chopper (rraow) Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes I never asked God, why? (God) I just go where the road designed (no) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (wide) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac Open wide, speed it up (speed it up, speed it up) On the moon, mama's only son (mama, mama) Good drank what my nephew loved (purple, purple) Don't break the seal, you can't open one (nope) Dark nights, I can't sleep for none Close my eyes, I can't see none Don't ask God, why? For none We on this road, it's designed to run")
![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn2.hifimov.co/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXRucEzyAo3LhL_8cK3tlAQN5v7P/(HiFiMov.co)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.jpg "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
_but-de-younes-arab-team-2.jpg "But de Younes Arab - Team 2 from mama ada arab song")
_bhuvan-bam-on-the-thugesh-show-bbkivines-s01e01.jpg "BHUVAN BAM ON THE THUGESH SHOW! @BBKiVines S01E01<br/><br/><br/><br/>#bhuvanbam #thugesh #bbkivines<br/>Welcome to the premier episode of \")
_surah-yusuf-verse-82-to-100.jpg "The subject matter of this Surah indicates that it was revealed during the last stage of the Holy Prophet's residence at Makkah, when the Quraish were considering the question of killing or exiling or imprisoning him. At that time some of the unbelievers put this question (probably at the instigation of the Jews) to test him :\")
_but-de-yanis-arab-team-1.jpg "But de Yanis Arab - Team 1 from mama ada arab song")
_ahmed-zewail-pioneer-of-femtochemistry.webp "Ahmed Zewail: Pioneer of Femtochemistry<br/>Video Description:<br/><br/>This video tells the story of Ahmed Zewail, an Egyptian-American chemist who won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry in 1999 for his pioneering work in femtochemistry. The video explores Zewail's early life in Egypt, his education in the United States, and his groundbreaking research on the ultrafast dynamics of chemical reactions.<br/><br/>Zewail's Early Life and Education<br/><br/>Ahmed Hassan Zewail was born in Damanhur, Egypt, on February 26, 1946. He showed an early interest in science, and he excelled in his studies. In 1967, he received his B.S. degree in chemistry from Alexandria University. He then moved to the United States to pursue his graduate studies. In 1974, he received his Ph.D. degree in chemistry from the University of Pennsylvania.<br/><br/>Zewail's Pioneering Research in Femtochemistry<br/><br/>After completing his Ph.D., Zewail joined the faculty at the California Institute of Technology (Caltech). In 1982, he developed a new technique called femtosecond laser spectroscopy, which allowed scientists to study chemical reactions in real time. This breakthrough led to the creation of a new field of chemistry called femtochemistry.<br/><br/>Zewail's Nobel Prize<br/><br/>In 1999, Zewail was awarded the Nobel Prize in Chemistry \")
_rexy-and-the-hungry-birds-funny-dinosaur-cartoon-for-families.webp "Episode #1 -In the quiet dawn of the Jurassic marsh, we find Rexy on a serene morning walk with his Mama and Papa. Little did he know that this peaceful start would swiftly transform into a perilous encounter with a giant Python. Yet, this was merely the prologue to Rexy's most extraordinary day.<br/>As the sun climbed higher in the sky, an unexpected calamity unfolded. A relentless horde of angry Pteranodon birds struck down and took Rexy up to the skies, away from his parents. Who would come to his rescue in this dire moment of need?<br/>Amidst the chaos, a ray of hope emerged. The benevolent giant Arambourgiana, touched by Rexy's plight, stepped forward as the unlikely savior. Could a tiny T-Rex fly up to the heights of the Moon and cheat the hungry birds for good? Watch this episode, cheer for this adorable and brave little T-Rex and marvel at the exotic Dinosaurs he meets along his journey!<br/><br/>This short animation is presented in spectacular 4K-30 Fps video format optimized for the latest High Quality HDR Displays: Mobile, Tablet and TV.<br/>Filmmakers:<br/>Adam Magyar<br/>Producer / Director / General Technical Artist<br/>StoryBoard / Concept Art / Environment Design / Matte Painting<br/>Modeling / Texturing / Shading / Rigging / Animation / Simulation<br/>Camera / Lighting / Rendering / Compositing / Stereography<br/>Post Production / Color Grading / Editing / Typography / Title<br/>Music Editor / Voice Over Actor / VO & Sound FX Director <br/>System Administrator / Hardware & Software Manager<br/><br/>Peter Borszeki<br/>Executive Producer / Assistant to Director / Production Manager<br/>Render Manager / Compositing Editor / Voice Over Editor<br/>Photogrammetry / 3D Scanner Operator / Asset Manager<br/>Project Communication / PR Coordination<br/><br/>Judit Kelemen<br/>Art Concept & Color Grading Advisor / Office Manager<br/><br/>Special thanks to<br/>Denis Nechipurenko for the Sound Effects<br/>Lili Magyar & Simon Magyar for their support and ideas")
_quavo-11-11.webp "Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes (cheeze, Cheeze) I never asked God, why? I just go where the road designed (go Grizz, woah) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo) Won't settle for nothing, not even it's cheaper To fill up my tank, I need drank by the liter I bought her a car and that bitch was a creeper (skrrt) Got the keys to the streets but you might got amnesia Got Cheeze on the beat, so you know this a heater Put cheese on me last, just like I'm a pizza Hold on, I just caught a fever (go) You forgot how I put it together The Rocket and 'Cho, we gon' last forever (Take') 5:30, Huncho and 'set get up early and go out and go get that bag together ('set) Who the fuck gonna put us together? Can't nobody put this shit back together So stay the fuck out of the middle, lil' fella, we always gon' be that, we fam' forever (Migo) How I look tryna dance with the devil, got ice in my cross and my dad was a reverend (uh) I watched my brother Takeoff go to heaven, an angel, we celebrate eleven-eleven (angel) Greatest group, I can count up some blessings (so) Stay connected like charging a Tessie (skrrt) Fuck a nigga, I'm down with my bestie (fuck) That's my 'phew, I can never forget him No weapons formed against me shall prosper (nah) Fuck a closet, cleaning out my locker (woo) Talk to me nice, not proper I'm looking for the smoke like a Rasta' I'll call on him if I need a partner (grr) Even though what he did was kinda It's bigger than us and let's not remind her (big) We together, nigga, get the chopper (rraow) Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes I never asked God, why? (God) I just go where the road designed (no) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (wide) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac Open wide, speed it up (speed it up, speed it up) On the moon, mama's only son (mama, mama) Good drank what my nephew loved (purple, purple) Don't break the seal, you can't open one (nope) Dark nights, I can't sleep for none Close my eyes, I can't see none Don't ask God, why? For none We on this road, it's designed to run")
![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn2.hifimov.co/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXRucEzyAo3LhL_8cK3tlAQN5v7P/(HiFiMov.co)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
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_bhuvan-bam-on-the-thugesh-show-bbkivines-s01e01.webp "BHUVAN BAM ON THE THUGESH SHOW! @BBKiVines S01E01<br/><br/><br/><br/>#bhuvanbam #thugesh #bbkivines<br/>Welcome to the premier episode of \")
_surah-yusuf-verse-82-to-100.webp "The subject matter of this Surah indicates that it was revealed during the last stage of the Holy Prophet's residence at Makkah, when the Quraish were considering the question of killing or exiling or imprisoning him. At that time some of the unbelievers put this question (probably at the instigation of the Jews) to test him :\")
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