Chief Keef – Late 4 Dinner Lyrics (feat. Tadoe)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
You can call me what you want just don’t call me late for dinner (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m a straight go-getter
My bitch I’m finna break up with her
I’m tired of playin with her (ahain)
I ain’t laying with her no more (bih, bih, bih)
I gotta get it gotta go (gotta go)
f*ck me hoe like go (go)
They treat me like a goat (like a goat)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Baaaaaa! How I talk!
Skrtttt! I don’t walk! (skrt skrt)
Hoes mad like a lot (more than you think)
Moe, back up off me
You mad, that’s your loss
Errrrr! Big old dog!
You mad, mad or nah?
I know my way, I ain’t lost
Let me tell you how I feel (do you hear me now)
See a cockroach gotta kill it
My heart won’t do no healing
Came a long way from stealing
Told my bitch go she was like “really?”
Got em’ both same day, I’m silly
You still text hoes no ring-tones
Now i’m in a mansion playing lean pong
Shorty ring the bell like ding dong (ding)
Got in the bed she like why you got your jeans on? (huh)
f*ck that where my drink go? (whare did my drink go?)
I be, smoking gelato
Cash, I need a lot more
Chop you huarache
My diamonds know karate (huh)
You know none about me (bitch)
Who got me like I got me? (damn damn)
Been thuggin’ since the car seat (bitch, yeah)
Got your jewelry from the swap meet (bang bang)
I know shawty want me (yah)
She can’t take D, she gotta leave
I love this shit with a lot of speed (Yooo)
Cause I’m on the road doing high speed

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
You can call me what you want just don’t call me late for dinner (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m a straight go-getter
My bitch I’m finna break up with her
I’m tired of playin with her (ahain)
I ain’t laying with her no more (bih, bih, bih)
I gotta get it gotta go (gotta go)
f*ck me hoe like go (go)
They treat me like a goat (like a goat)

[Verse 2: Tadoe]
I love the way she top me
Wetting up the car seat
Hiding from popperazzi
Smoking dope at the palm trees
In traffic throwing big B’z
Skrt skrt excuse me please
Running fast like ‘Need For Speed’
Smoking dope I’m chiefin keef
Just cashed out on a new foreign
Told the dealer pass me the keys
Run up them blue bommas
That drama baby that I don’t need
I’m in the trap I’m counting commas
This cash looking lovely
I’m in the club im throwing hunnids
Better not say none to me
We sipping straight we don’t do Moet
Less ass I wan’t more neck
More loads I want more checks
Straight drop we counting all that

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
You can call me what you want just don’t call me late for dinner

I’m a straight go-getter
My bitch I’m finna break up with her
I’m tired of playin with her
I ain’t laying with her no more
I gotta get it gotta go
f*ck me hoe like go, go
They treat me like a goat (like a goat)

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
Do not call me late for dinner (don’t)
Granny always said that to us (granny)
My diamonds not the same as yours (uh uh)
My shit moving like rain it pours (yeah, damn damn)
I can’t put my faith in whores (ahain)
They break your windows, shank your doors (yuh, bitch)
Baby I’m a glo-tra lord (extra)
That shit like Black-Friday open doors
Ain’t no couplin’ (no)
Ain’t no cuffin (no, no, no)
I don’t trust it
Grab the scissors and cut the shit (bitch)
Your new car, I got that on my f*cking wrist (bling)
Say foe was off that shit
They say foe stay off that shit
Took four xans and shit
We always on some shit
Took photos with the clique
Somehow bros not in the pic
Imma squeeze that bitch, click
Splurging just like a trick
Saw my uncle dead (dead)
Saw my cousin dead (dead)
Saw my brother dead (dead)
Saw my grandpa dead (dead)
Sometimes I be scared
I be sipping that shit (lean)
And everything Imma say
These hoes won’t get in my head
Too close to edge
Uno, Dos, Tres
I don’t need no rest
I think i’m the best
If her breath stank Imma hand her some Crest (bitch)
Got in the shit now hand us a check
On the block had to demand my respect (paw)
On tour had me flying out with the flats (skrt)
Foe nem in China with the straps (skrt)
Blood nem in D.C with the mac (mac)
Where the f*ck are these lil niggas at?
He gone now and I can’t get him back
I don’t smoke nothin if I can’t get no thrax (tooka)
Who would I be if i couldn’t get no ass
Took North suburbs , pulled off and put it on the gat
Told gang nem I put em on the map (bang)
Took the logo and I put it on the mat (bang, bang)
Sammy Sosa watch him put em on a bat (yeah)
Chief Sosa, tell em put it on a check (sos’ baby)
Bitch get you glasses on, then I put it on the set (gbe baby)
Take them shells put em on your vest (bang)
Soon as saw me get out, put the chain on his neck
You gotta do that, yeah

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
You can call me what you want just don’t call me late for dinner (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m a straight go-getter
My bitch I’m finna break up with her
I’m tired of playin with her (ahain)
I ain’t laying with her no more (bih, bih, bih)
I gotta get it gotta go (gotta go)
f*ck me hoe like go (go)
They treat me like a goat (like a goat)

Tres Coronas – Venenosas Lyrics (feat. Buju Banton)

Ahh aah
Ja ja jaja
Yeah PNO ,rocca parcero productions
Straight from new york baby jaja!!!
Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
Tres coronas, no money no Money

Ayo ayo ayo
This chicas be thinking they f*cking free loaded loaded
Conmigo se joden joden si no sueltan el (CULO!!!)
Entre mas fina mas rica menos le gasto le pica ella se muere de envidia
(SE SE SEGURO)quieres plata ,quiere joyas ,quiere ropa ala moda, quiere cruseros en dólar
Todo que a se le acomoda, los guardias hacen la cola pero conmigo no jodas
Estoy arrecho y sin bromas y no te gasto ni un dólar
Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes no me sonria y pela los dientes
Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes lo tuyo refleja muy evidente
Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes la clase de mujer que quiere joderte
Quiere robarte, quiere comerte quiere dejarte vuelto un demente noooo conmigo no vas a poder noooo ningún centavo va a coger

Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
Tres coronas, no money no Money

Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
Quien no conoce quien no ha visto una de esa nenas
Que solo con una mirada ya te envenenan
Te dicen papito mi santo y vivo te entierran
Poquito a poquito te van chupando y te PELAN!!!
Son víboras hermana ya son pirañas y te devoran dejando tiarao tus huesos por alla
Con un vistazo te analizan la ropa te miran que perfume que marca tienes que que es lo que brilla ASESINA!!!
Conmigo no puedes (pra) no tienes corazón (cua) como tu te mueves (pra) en la pista bota tu anzuelo
Vamos pa’ la pesca NIÑA
Yo boto mi malla y te llevo conmigo CHINA
Pulpoy no se duerma no se rinda (pra)
Que eso con ella se le cobra en la carne enseguida (pra)

Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
Tres coronas, no money no Money

Sud Sound System – Solidu Comu Na Petra Lyrics

Treble & Gopher
La utte e’ china e bbete megliu cu nci criti e tuttu quiddhru ca oi cu minti tie la sai ca ete de chiui

E tuttu quiddhru ca stae an funnu sicuramente esse pe urtimu e tuttu quiddhru ca subbra galleggia te la dicu chieu ca esse pe prima percene la utte e’ china …

Ca tocca biessi solidu comu na petra subbra stu munnu ca lu munnu de quai se ite puru megghiu comu quandu e’ giurnu, e lu sule ca dae luce alle cose ca su toi e mie sai ce face rimanire allu squagghiare te la nie ? Rimani tie. Ca t’annu dittu quiddhru ca a dire e quiddhru ca a fare ca stai culla pauta china ma culla capu t’a limitare ca ete culla capu ca sta utte s’a riempire e quandu te parlu de quiddhru ca suntu tie mintite cu me sienti

Percene la utte e’ china…

Quandu la utte e’ china sine la utte e’ china tannu se ite ci sinti e se si lu stessu te prima quandu la utte e’ china, nienti de chiui pecce’ stae china tannu te rendi contu ca nci butu pensare prima ca lu tiempu passa e io none nu su cangiatu ca quiddhru ca fazzu dimostra ca nu m’a futtutu lu mercatu ca liberu su rimastu e la capu nu m’a lassatu e la capu ete la stessa de quandu aggiu ‘ncignatu

A quai nci nnete muta, no comu a sta terra arsa tie a timire perce’ stai subbra te itune subbitu ma se spitterra poi spicci a ‘nterra cheu cittu cittu quetu quetu sempre de cultura te parlu reggae cu mie Treble e Gopher a quai insieme a tie

E sai ca nu me nfocu ci aggiu pigghiata sta posizione cu bbessu sempre sinceru me face te protezione e sai ca nu me nfocu quandu la utte s’a riempita ca suntu sempre io’ ca sta decidu tella mia vita e suntu solidu comu na petra…

India to grow 1.9%, global eco to shrink 3%: IMF

The latest IMF forecast puts India as one of the fastest growing major economies even in the midst of the Covid-19 devastation, although it will be the slowest pace of expansion since the 1991 balance of payments crisis. IMF said China is expected to grow by 1.2% in 2020-21 and rebound to 9.2% next year. The Indian economy too is projected to expand at 7.4% next fiscal as the impact of Covid-19 is contained.

Starbucks competitor Luckin apologises for fraud scandal

Luckin Coffee, China’s biggest rival to Starbucks, apologised on Sunday after it revealed a top executive may have faked 2.2 billion yuan ($ 310 million) worth of sales in 2019. “The company retains the right to take legal measures against those suspected to be involved, it will not shield them or be lenient,” Luckin Coffee said in a statement on Weibo Sunday.

Desi guests keep hoteliers smiling

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Ygtut – Prophecy Lyrics

[Hook: TUT]
I’m back on this microphone
Y’all don’t even understand what kind of life I’m on
Walking through the valley with my Nikes on
Prophecy – I had to go and get my psyche on
Damn that nigga TUT and K be making songs
I remember making plays inside of vacant homes
Make the wrong turn you might not make it home
I’m trying to make a million dollars, it won’t take me long

[Verse 1: TUT]
I’ve been looking for truth, not sure if I’ll ever find it
Sleep with the enemy and kill her at the top of a climax
Flee to a different climate, I’m shining like freshly polished
Silver ware at the diner, breaking out the good china
I’m as fresh as my line up, working from Monday to Sunday
Feed the team like a coach at CiCi’s pizza on Monday
Swipe your visa Lord Jesus so y’all can pay some attention
I’ve been pimpin’ since Pippen these hoes just made it a business
Y’all done made me the villain, call me TUT the Joker
Made your lady my baby, rolled her around in my stroller
Getting neck like a shoulder, I’m bout my paper like folders
Sell that weed like a dominoes, “Hi can I take your order”
Unknown numbers, I do not pick up, that there is a stick up
Pick up yo’ bitch with no pick up line, she call and I don’t pick up
Hands in the air this a stick up, bitch we ain’t playin that
We ain’t asking no questions, dog we just making a statement, uh

[Hook: TUT]
I’m back on this microphone
Y’all don’t even understand what kind of life I’m on
Walking through the valley with my Nikes on
Prophecy – I had to go and get my psyche on
Damn that nigga TUT and K be making songs
I remember making plays inside of vacant homes
Make the wrong turn you might not make it home
I’m trying to make a million dollars, it won’t take me long

[Verse 2: Johnny Smathers]
The truth is what you hoping to find
It’s hocus pocus, so instead we try to focus this grind
You start to see the smoke and mirrors when you open your mind
I want them hooked on these bars, I put some dope in these lines
I put some drug in your ear, I hope I’m coming in clear
See it ain’t even hard to tell who sit and running it here
They call me big papi mami, ain’t no bunting in here
You know like y’all want the answer like we talking ‘bout practice
She got that wet pack they say my name John the Baptist
The homies is local, I said that I want the atlas
You know the axis to axis, I put them ashes to ashes
We puff and pass it, putting sound waves in a casket
Like every track could be classic, been gettin’ gettin’ them buckets
I try to kill them with kindness but they just stay on that f**k shit
I sit and chill at the brunch and keep trying to function
She gets baked and gives them buns up like they fresh out the oven, ah

[Hook: TUT]
I’m back on this microphone
Y’all don’t even understand what kind of life I’m on
Walking through the valley with my Nikes on
Prophecy – I had to go and get my psyche on
Damn that nigga TUT and K be making songs
I remember making plays inside of vacant homes
Make the wrong turn you might not make it home
I’m trying to make a million dollars, it won’t take me long

Bad Sounds – Zacharia Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Zacharia Zacharia
Anxiety messiah
You’re a bad babysitter
But good at being quiet
Zacharia Zacharia, Zacharia

[Verse 2]
Yeah it’s cheap, it came from china
Your stomach liner
You’re the kind that gets weak at the knees
And you ramble when you start to speak

[Chorus]
Zacharia, liar
I feel where you’re coming from
Zacharia, liar
Like you, I was born in the baby boom

[Verse 3]
Zach-of-mia, Zacharia
It’s fine you’re tired
There might be something good on TV
And she knows it’s cheap it came from china
Your stomach liner
You’re the kind that gets weak at the knees
And it knocks you off of your feet

[Chorus]
Zacharia, liar
I feel where you’re coming from
Zacharia, liar
You know I was born in the baby boom
Zacharia, liar
I feel where youre coming from
Zacharia, liar
Like you I was born in the baby boom

[Outro]
Zacharia talks a lot and he worries about what he’s said loads
Later in bed loads
And loads, and loads, and loads

Jimmy P. – Vais Alinhar Lyrics (feat. Djodje & Nelson Freitas)

[Verse Jimmy P]
Todas fazem cara feia
Tu tens o ritmo da selva nas veias
Ao teu lado elas sabem que não passam do resto
O balancé das tuas ancas em nada é modesto
E quando esse booty faz um all around
Todos ficam c’os olhos em bico, china town
Se alinhas all good baby ‘tou nessa
Fala comigo porque brain is the new ass

[Pre Hook Jimmy P & Djodje]
Tu vais e vens p’ra me confundir
Se me vires por aí diz-me
Afinal diz se ficas ou não
Não vou perder o meu tempo em vão
Tão diz-me só

[Hook Nelson Freitas, Djodje & Jimmy P]
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Let me know how you feel about it
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Yeah, let me know

[Bridge Nelson Freitas]
Pullin’ up on you no warnin’
Messin’ it up till the mornin’
Uber it up to the westside
Wakin’ up next to your bedside
Pullin’ up on you no warnin’
Messin’ it up till the mornin’
Uber it up to the westside
Wakin’ up next to your bedside

[Verse Jimmy P]
Let me go again
E se acordares aqui no meu bedside
So quero o teu lado mau, o teu bad side (bad girl)
E se de costas é o teu best side
Já sei que vais alinhar yeah, no bad vibe
Veste o vestido preto, luto
Não morreu ninguém mas tu matas tudo
Word on the street é que tu és tipo freak
Pa comer estendidos no chão, pic-nic

[Pre Hook Jimmy P & Djodje]
Tu vais e vens p’ra me confundir
Se me vires por aí diz-me
Afinal diz se ficas ou não
Não vou perder o meu tempo em vão
Tão diz-me só

[Hook Nelson Freitas, Djodje & Jimmy P]
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Let me know how you feel about it
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Se vais alinhar
Vais alinhar
Yeah, let me know

[Bridge Nelson Freitas]
Pullin’ up on you no warnin’
Messin’ it up till the mornin’
Uber it up to the westside
Wakin’ up next to your bedside
Pullin’ up on you no warnin’
Messin’ it up till the mornin’
Uber it up to the westside
Wakin’ up next to your bedside

Pedro Infante – Fiesta Mexicana Lyrics

Desde el campo en que he nacido
Vengo a echar una visteada
A la fiesta de mi rancho
Rebosante de ilusión

A las mujeres bonitas
Traigo flores perfumadas
Y a los charros cumplidores
Traigo mi mejor canción

Ay, que bonita es la fiesta del rancho
Donde huelo al aire puro
A retama y a limos
Donde un beso sabe a gloria

Debajo de un sombrero ancho
Y nos cobija un zarape
Corazón con corazón
El jarabe zapateado
Saca astillas al tablado
Y el mariachi entusiasmado
Lanza sones sin parar
El palenque se reboza
Con la sangre de un tapado
Y una china coquetona
Busca amores al cantar

Apuéstenle al gallo giro
Que va contra el colorado
Este gallo nunca pierde
Pues lo traigo bien calado
Hagan la apuesta señores
Y aprovechen la ocasión
Que al cabo a los ganadores
No les cobro comisión

Ay, que re chulo es el ranchito mío
Donde todo el mundo olvida
Los pesares y el dolor
Para ver mujeres lindas
Hay que estar en el bajío
Que es nidal de la hermosura
Y cobijo de mi amor

Paracetamol rates up 40% as coronavirus shuts China

India is facing the ripple effects of shutdowns in China with production of medicines being hit as supply chain disruptions prolong. Prices of paracetamol, the most commonly used analgesic, have jumped by 40% in India, while the cost of azithromycin, an antibiotic used for treating bacterial infections, has risen by 70%, said Pankaj R Patel, chairman of Zydus Cadila.