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What's Luv? (feat. Ja-Rule & Ashanti) - Fat Joe

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@Nicolas
1,020
Yeah, yeah! haha yeah! I gotta get my headphones All my gangsta niggaz is in the building on this one! You know! Yeah here we go It's real! Hussein what's happ'nin nigga? I see you, aight Shadow what's poppin BLAT! Haha haha, yeah my nigga O-1 in the motherfucking house Jody in the house (Jody Mack!) My nigga Cadillac, Gotti what up!?! Blackchild what up!?! I'd like to welcome all my niggaz To the world famous Murda Inc. Show Big shout to all my Queens niggaz in Staten Island Niggaz in Uptown, niggaz in Brooklyn niggaz All my Bronx niggaz yeah, all my Jersey niggaz! you know? We doing it real big right here! all my money niggaz This shit commentated on the one's and two's! They call me the Mighty Rule! how ya living? This real shit we talking I wanna ask all my gangsta niggaz a real question (holla back) What do you do - when niggaz spit at you?! Clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back Fuck if they holl'in about Rule nigga, here's the real I'll pop ya top like Champagne bottles that chill Wear nothing but ice, smiles tinted up to the greatest Tell em I'm nice too, plus push them nice coupes The Inc roll like duece man, I'm ol' G Bobby J And we slingin' soccer fields of yay They don't respect that, don't get your minds around You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that I send em to the morgue while keepin my bitches bouncin' fa sho "In Da Club" with no gun, got em taking it off Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it down Once I hit that, that's it I'm up in the May (bach) Send them home in the throwback, West 44 Lakers Let's make no mistakes, when these reps take place What's your procedure with a gun in your face? When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space! (C'mon!) We gon' Clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back Rule be "In Da Club" rule motherfucker poppin' the bubbly When shit get ugly I hug the snub closely But usually we still see your bitches Bouncin' on some freak shit, trying to ride my dick I can handle it, long as they manage To get they ass infront of my dick and dance, to Big's "one more chance" Catching hate from a glance, but I'm a giant These niggaz is mere ants, I'll stomp 'em out wit a shank Give bitches the back hand, this pimp shit, it's not realistic The game is heavy, let's not get it twisted I'm young, black, and gifted, but still at the bottom And stuck somewhere between Gomorrah and Saddam I'm here to make this rap shit hotter than Harlem Fuck the Dog beware of Rule, cause I'm the problem What's your procedure with a gun in your face? When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space! (C'mon!) We gon' Clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) Like Bush and Saddam, I'm a find out Where Em Laden's hiding and bomb him first It could be much worse, I could be hotter than yo scrubs Mask and glove, gun hot from burnin' ass up I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads The preachers daughter screaming out "Fuck the lord!" I may have struck a chord, wit the Christians But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all the religions And God gave me his blessings to handle my business On these wanksta snitches, let the nina blow kisses If she some how misses, he gon' meet the mistress And "Clap that boy" like Birdman and Clipse I got these niggaz all over my dick, like hoes I'm the star at these shows, I must be as hot as they come What's your procedure with a gun in your face? When you got one in your waist, let's cock back nigga air out the space! (C'mon!) We gon' Clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz!) We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back We gon' clap back, we gon' clap back (Let's take 'em to war niggaz) Yeah, my nigga 'Zino in this motherfucker Buck '89 what's up baby, I see you Break 'em down nigga! break 'em down! Bring them birds, in the motherfucking house It's not a game no mo' Queens in this motherfucker You know All my Jersey niggaz, all my Boston niggaz All my Brooklyn niggaz, Brooklyn sir what up! Haha, yeah, holla at me man
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@Kanon
357
Niggas, bitches Gather 'round I got a story to tell Hear this, hear this Get the whole world The Swatch bred Thoroughbred, shockingly took two to the head Knowledge me God, the shit I'm bout to holler is hard From start, this little nigga had a hell of a heart His pops, bangin that shit in his arms, broken A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside? His brother got murdered up North by milletas Ma-ma, battlin', cancer, of the colon At the tender age of thirteen, watchin his world close in Blood damn near frozen, from a heart so cold It ain't pumpin out the love no mo', and I feel that Cuz God when you really need it, where the love at? That's why a lot of niggaz got more faith in they gat Freeze that like a photo, take it with you and know This lil' nigga bout to kill all comers for cash flow His role model, the heat, cause it runs streets His motto: 'Nobody eats but me!' Finally this young thug turned pro Used to show love now he got nuttin but hatred and foes Five-double-oh's, hoes so deep He the type of nigga that got it and break down a key Remember me? J to the A, R-U-L, E baby Smell the beef, it continue to uhh, give em hell Fill they bodies with shells and leave niggaz With a story to tell, uh-huh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale Cause you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail, huh Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Shit, niggas motherfuckin' die for this shit We do Hustle hard from city to city From state to state All my niggas Let me holla at y'all Son in B'More, we scored more, than ever before Copped the two door, six-double-oh off a raw Show no love for loss since big eight be that lucky Number, we slammed eight of those in Kentucky Kept the currency comin, mo', diamonds New clothes L.A. hoes that'll ride us pronto Once you, lived in luxury, you can't leave it Find yourself, turnin broke bitches into divas Can you believe this? In Cleveland we cuttin these niggaz creepin Tie em on every block, til we shut down shop So keep your glock cocked, one in the head Push the five series drop just in case we gotta spit and spread The alibi be simply, we was in the Carribean With two of our women friends sippin Remi and Henny From there we'll flow, to the Florida Keys and blow trees Fuck a couple of hoes and spend some cheese That's how a boy's life is supposed to be Make our way to N.O. cause we, Bout It Bout It Then down to D.C. where they, cock it pop it Listen up life is nuttin but the hot shit, from here to Wisconsin Y'all niggaz can get it constant It ain't hard that's like pushin dope in the 5th Ward And just to get to God, I'll go through hell And leave the world with a story to tell, heh Listen up I got a story to tell On the streets we got guns and drugs for sale And you hoes know the game that we play is real Keep your mind on the money and your weapons concealed, huh Listen up I got a story to tell I'm prayin to God, know I'm goin to hell If it's out of my hands, I'll let time prevail Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell Listen up I got a story to tell...
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@Izabella
136
Standing so I can see them beneath the morning sky All those who seek to climb so high To insure the river Jordan will not run dry All of the tears run out of the valley high Oh a den Mesada! I fear the War's out Tell Father they've come, oh tell Mother they've come Lord forgive they for they have stamped on the ocean Oh forgive them who trampled by the way side Lord forgive them who trot upon the ocean Lord forgive them for all of dem a they don't know They sit there robbing de poor We shall stand upon the lies they told Rocking the boat that they stole, Remember Babylon rule them... Dread Iyon Dread Dem a payaka, want to live and be so free yeah, oh lord Now if dem want to live, if dem want to live, oh now shelter we Oh Father they stole, another one, another country poor Oh another one, another country poor Well now the youth man say Well now the Convenant say, oh the youth man say And the a government now they don't know Now they don't see Jah people don't want to Believe them, no more, they are deceive yes, no more While they sit in their illusion wondering how Babylon rule dem, rule them So dem, so dem man, so dem a masses have cried And left them all out, and left them all out To suffer inna dis a ghetto while dem trampled out On my soul, Brought to you dem Lepo paya, dem Lepo paya, Lepo paya gone a Ethiopia Lepo paya, dem Lepo paya, Lepo paya gone a Ethiopia Standing so I can see them beneath the morning sky Seeking to climb the ladder so high Oh the mighty Jordan will not run dry So our tear drop from valley to the sky Oh they don't know, they sit there punishing the poor While all my brethren a lock up 'pon the floor Give us our justice and we will seek no more Remember Babylon rule dem... Dread Iyon Dread Dem a payaka, want to live and be so free, oh lord Man if ya want to live, if ya want to live, oh now shelter we Oh dear Mother and Father come look at me, Flying so peacefully Oh now de, now de Father come run uponthe I-shed Oh dear Sistren come upon the ocean Oh my Idren run upon the I-shed Oh dear Sistren run upon a dey don't know Now they don't see Jah people don't want to Believe them, no more, they are deceive yes, no more While they sit in their illusion wondering how Oh Babylon rule them, rule them
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@Esila
143
Man ammen toltha I dann hen morn? Si danna atha nauva Nênâ kham nêpâm Abârat aglar Ido katharâd Nidir nênâ Nêbâbîthâm dâur Nênâ kham nêpâm Abârat aglar Tercáno Nuvura
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@Ecrin
510
Oh Vado Good to be good ja Not to be good all the time ja Too much holiness ja Na him dey kill my pikin ja ja ja Am just a human ja Am not a bad personal ja Eyan lo deshin loro ja Aye o feni foro ja ja ja Aye ko feni foro Aye o aye o aye o ko fe be Won tun ti payan sita ja Awon ti fine boy nappers ja Officer show me your back ja I want to see your logo ja ja ja Election dey on ja Them say go and get your pvc ja Them swear for you or swear for me ja Who we want no dey win ja ja ja Aye ko feni foro Aye o aye o aye o ko fe be Aye ye ye ye ye ko feni foro Aye o aye o aye o ko fe be Love and no hate ja Make you hate nobody ja No matter how bad them wrong you ja No one holy ja ja ja Egbo information ja Talk about your confusion ja If you dey check your motto ja My brother hold your condom ja ja ja Aye o aye o aye o ko fe be
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المزيد من النغمات من Fat Joe:

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@Madina
238
متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف
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@Polina
119
فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع
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@Dzsenifer
128
أكثر...[+]

نغمات الرنين الأكثر بحثًا عن Hip Hop:

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@Cemre
1241
Just come outside, for the night (Yeah) Take your time, get your light (Yeah) Shawty giant, huh-uh I been out geekin' Bitch Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' (Yeah) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' (Yeah) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien' (Yeah), fien', fien', fien' The career's more at stake when you in your prime (At stake) Fuck that paper, baby, my face on the dotted line (Dot, yeah) I been flyin' out of town for some peace of mind (Yeah, yeah, bitch) It's like always they just want a piece of mine (Ah) I been focused on the future, never on right now (Ah) But I'm sippin', not kombucha, either pink or brown (It's lit) I'm the one that introduced you to the you right now (Mm, let's go) Oh my God, that bitch bite (That bitch bite) But alright (Alright), tryna vibe (Tryna vibe like this) In the night, come alive Ain't asleep, ain't a—, ain't a—, ain't-ain't-ain't— Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien' Fien', fien', fien', fien' Syrup, woah, what? What? (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) What? (Yeah, woah, yeah, yeah) (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, yeah) (Yeah, hol' up, yeah) Yeah, I just been poppin' my shit it's been gettin' live, hol' up (Shit) Yeah, you try to come 'round 'bout this shit, they poppin' ya tires, hol' up (Shit) Uh, hunnid round, woah, feel it, knock 'em on ten Playin' both sides with these hoes (Hol' up) Shawty, I'm fuckin' yo' friends (Hol' up) I been goin' crazy, shawty, I been handlin' these bands She not innocent, uh, shit, she tryna go— Fien', fien' (Yeah, talm 'bout), fien', fien'-fien' (Syrup, oh-oh, what?) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien' (Syrup, oh-oh) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Talkin' bout, talm 'bout, let's go) I just been icin' my hoes I just been drippin' my ho (Drippin' my ho) This is a whole 'nother level, shawty I got these hoes on they toes (Hoes on they toes) I put this bitch on the road She tryna fuck on the O, hol' up, hol' up I got this ho with me, she tryna show me sum', hol' up, hol' up I got flows for days, these niggas ain't know nun', hol' up, hol' up Me and my bro locked in, you know we on one, hol' up We in the spot goin' crazy, until the sun up You worried about that ho, that ho done chose us (Bitch-ass) Uh, pistols all in the kitchen, can't get it to cold, uh, hol' up, yeah (Wow) Fien', fien', fien' (Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, yeah) Why the fuck these niggas actin' like they know us? Double 0, Cactus, shit we towed up, this shit how we told 'em (Skrrt, skrrt) Switch out the bag, these niggas get rolled up (It's lit, hol' up, slatt) Everything lit, hol' up, everything Homixide, Homixide (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide) Fien', fien', fien', fien'-fien'-fien' (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
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@Maggie
111
When I stare in your eyes You'll be there forever To watch our life (to watch our life together) You just like going to Heaven (my heart) Oh, where are you taking me? (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah) I'm fallin', and, I'm drownin' But, you're takin' me One thousand on my feet Stacks spreaded on my seat Ten thousand on my eyes (eyes) Rollie Pollie on my wrist Gotta make a flight, big day, slummin' on FaceTime Fifty K, wonderin' why I'm stormin' off, no race (I'm brought in by thе bliss) I was sworn in by the kiss (Late from the country cadеnce) No peacemaker, I sweep up cases Goin' on a walk with a new suit on But, new suit dead, Bottega, that's on it Give me the heat from the sleep, then I harm her Cupid creep in, sleep with a Hummer Three time to get me teen Still same phone, AT&T Still givin' news very vividly Beef in there, fuck a beef Smokin' on some vegetari' (huh) I need no beef, no cheese (yeah) Even when I eat, they cheat (uh) Everytime we meet naive When I stare in your eyes You'll be there forever To watch our life (to watch out life together) You just like going to Heav— (my heart) One thousand on my feet Stacks spreaded on my seat Ten thousand on my eyes (eyes) Yeah, it's mad how it gets so deep It's mad how I gets so hot It's mad how you get me by (by) Look in my eyes, tell me a tale Do you see the road that's matchin' my soul? Look, tell me the stats whenever the smoke clear out my face Am I picture-perfect, or do I look fried? All of that green and yellow that drip from your eyes is tonic Tell you demise, I went to my side To push back the ceilin' and push back the feelings, I had to decide I replay them nights And right by my side all I see is a sea of people that ride wit' me If they just knew what Scotty would do to jump out the stage and save them a child I'm busy creatin' became the most weighted I gotta find balance And keep me inspired (hah) Yeah, yeah That shit wild, instead I'm a hero I took it from zero, LaFlame you sayin'? I read it from miles, this shit wasn't love They got me fucked up I put you on bust and take you around Couple of guns inside of that school I gave 'em the tools to get it up ground They say they the ones when they make the errors Can't look in the mirror, that shit wild Stand on the stage, I give 'em the rage I'm turnin' it down, can't turn it, can't flower We doing the streets, we do it for keeps, we do it for rights Got 52 weeks This shit ain't for pleasure, I'm comin' to tweak This shit is forever, and it ain't feelin' me Ridin' and rappin' around I take me beat and I turn into a beast Bought the crib on a hill, made it harder to reach Bought a couple more whips 'cause I needed more speed Bought a couple more watches, I needed more time They ain't buy the condo, it was part of the lease And I bought some more ice 'cause I brought in the heat Made her cancel my dick, so she never gon' cheat If I gave you a day in my life or a day in my eyes, don't blink
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@Evy
17
I had to let a little off, yeah I had to cut the pill off, yeah But if we bein' real though, yeah Nah, I don't never feel nothin' (yeah, yeah) I'm steady jumpin' the gun, yeah, I do it for fun You act like you do it for real, but, no, you is not one of us You never could come inside of this buildin' we run Inside of this world we run, we do it for us No, we don't fuck with one of them at all, at all We don't fuck with you at all (No, no) no, I won't pick up your calls, uh No, l don't like you at all I kind of wanna see you fall I keep on chasin' the highs I know I could never get back, so I'm always on low And I got eyes on the back of my head I got eyes everywhere, so I know where you go (yeah, yeah) I could drop ties in this bitch Drop like flies in this bitch, I cut ties in this bitch I'Il cut ties in your face, yeah, cut you like a lace Nothin' I do could be replaced that's why I'm livin' out in space I take the money to another level I take the plane to another level I take the heights to a newer level I take gettin' high to a newer level Keep diggin' your grave, I'll pass you the shovel, yeah I ain't mean to burst your bubble But I ain't into makin' change, I'ma stay the same, bring it to my level If we bein' real, I don't know how to feel I been overseas (I been overseas), you been on your knees You been beggin', "Please" (you been beggin', "Please"), it's nothin' left to see It's nothin' left to feel, why you in the field? (Why you in the field?) Why you so real? (Why you so real?) Tell me how you feel, huh (Tell me how you feel) Why you make me feel the way I feel? Will you make me feel better? (Will you make me feel better?) Always clashin' heads, yeah, with somebody who think they know better (Who think they know better) Who the fuck is you? Got better things to do I don't got time to waste, I just need my space It's a couple things that I can feel, but I can't feel my face It's a couple things that I wish I could but I can't replace I think it's a sickness, bein' so selfish, yeah I'm in need of a witness They always tell me, yeah, "Never forget this" I forget everything, I don't even know where my tip is And I'll change everything, I don't know how I'll top this
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@Reggie
102
يابا الكنا مستنيينوا براح سألت صاحبي مسألتش حد من الراح من مين اخبي مدلوق فعبي انا كلي جراح حب الجنيه حبي اللي ليها حبي للصحاب راح اه راح كنا ابطال فالعبه بس العب شكله طال اوي ثانوي وفالشكوي انا شكيت اوي سري طلع وانا غير سوي قصدي يعني قالوا غير سوي مانا خلاص قطري خلاص قطري خلاص مانا خلاص قطري خلاص قطري خلاص مانا خلاص صفر تاني والباقيلي باظ مانا خلاص قطري خلاص قطري خلاص وانا بقيت خوان بقيت خواف اخاف اتعود فا يسيبوا اخاف أسأل واكون محتاس وكله عشان محتاج راحة البال النباهه تجيب جنان صغر سني وعين الناس مفيش اجابات و مفيش سؤال والقلب مات وانطفي ومفيش هروب مالبشر ياصحبه طولي فليالينا عايزين نطول القمر عايزين تطول السيره نداوي قلب اتكسر ولو الوحده طالت ومشينا ميطولش ليل السهر مفيش منك تخيل مفيش منك فكل الناس ولو هتغيبي ثانيه خدي الاذن عشان وسواس تنسي وماضيك يضايقك اه يصعب عليا اكون محتاج واخويا كانت غيرته باينه اه يارتني ارجعلي اشوفلي اخوات مفيش منك تخيل مفيش منك فكل الناس ولو هتغيبي ثانيه خدي الاذن عشان وسواس تنسي وماضيك يضايقك اه يصعب عليا اكون محتاج واخويا كانت غيرته باينه يارتني ارجعلي اشوفلي اخوات اه مانا خلاص قطري خلاص قطري خلاص اه مانا خلاص قطري خلاص قطري خلاص اه مانا خلاص قطري خلاص قطري خلاص اه مانا خلاص صفر تاني والباقيلي باظ
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ضبط نغمة الرنين What's Luv? (feat. Ja-Rule & Ashanti) على هاتف Android:

1. حدد زر تنزيل نغمة الرنين أعلاه.
2. انتقل إلى تطبيق الإعدادات.
3. حدد الأصوات والاهتزاز.
4. حدد نغمة رنين الهاتف.
5. حدد نغمة الرنين من وحدة التخزين الداخلية.
6. انقر فوق الزر "تطبيق".
لذا، بعد بضع خطوات أساسية فقط، تكون قد نجحت في إنشاء نغمة الرنين الافتراضية على هاتفك الذي يعمل بنظام التشغيل Android مع أغاني البوب ​​التي تريدها.



قم بتعيين نغمة رنين What's Luv? (feat. Ja-Rule & Ashanti) لجهاز iPhone الخاص بك:

1. حدد زر تنزيل M4R لجهاز iPhone أعلاه واحفظه على جهاز الكمبيوتر أو جهاز Mac.
2. قم بتوصيل جهاز iPhone بجهاز الكمبيوتر أو جهاز Mac عبر كابل الشحن الخاص به.
3. قم بتشغيل iTunes واسحب ملف .m4r إلى مجلد النغمات (ضمن "على جهازي").
نأمل أن تسهل عليك أدلة تكوين نغمات الرنين لهواتف iPhone وAndroid استبدال الأصوات الافتراضية غير المثيرة للاهتمام على هاتفك بالأصوات المفضلة لديك.



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