Jamber op rtl 4

[MariamaMslma]

succesvolle allochtone vrouwen is het onderwerp :goedzo:

[Chatefemqemamu]

jambers bedoel je??? pffff die vent kan ik echt niet serieus nemen... :rolleyes: gare vent, gaar programma.

[Ismahane82]

mijn nichten in belgaland schamen zich rot dat jambers hier in nederland wordt uitgezonden hahahahaahha

[Chatefemqemamu]

Origineel gepost door Ismahane82 mijn nichten in belgaland schamen zich rot dat jambers hier in nederland wordt uitgezonden hahahahaahha hahaha :hihi: is togg errug... damn

[marueco]

:jammer: :jammer: :jammer: :jam :jammer: mer:

[marueco]

" het zal moeilijk worden " alsof marokkaanse mannen te min voor haar zijn .................

[minous21]

Ik kijk ook! Dat meisje is een beetje........:ego: Omdat ze fysiotherapeut is.......!! Nou nou.....hoe arrogant moet ik me dan gedragen.........

[MariamaMslma]

Maar het onderwerp is toch wel interessant, ik merk hoe verschillend medeAllochtonen het "in 2 culturen leven" ervaren en hoe ze leven met hun godsdienst...boeit mij wel. Onderwerpen van Jambers zijn inderdaad niet altijd echt van kwaliteit, (meestal onderwerpen over DE Aso's van België.) Maar deze x niet

[Chatefemqemamu]

Origineel gepost door marueco " het zal moeilijk worden " alsof marokkaanse mannen te min voor haar zijn ................. wordt dat in het programma gezegd?? damn is altijd zo, als ze het over succesvolle allochtone (blergghhh dat woord) vrouwen hebben, dan kiezen ze altijd van die omhooggevallen kapsones *****ez..... :rolleyes: bijv. samira abbos... een pot nat allemaal.

[-Reda-]

You niggaz owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect For you dope fiend niggaz in rap, I here to inject, check My style is water baby, spread it around But when you niggaz don't flow it right and **** up my sound I get down; in '89 I spit the buck in the face of every MC that came in the place, a scar you'll never erase MC's are only recognized for their flows I'm worldwide for the *****es, that I turned into hoes You heard me spit it on Jew-elz, that's how it goes For all them faking ass niggaz and how I bust up they nose And while your, nose is drippin, and drainin blood I be standing over you screamin, "Nigga, WHAT, WHAT?! Nigga WHAT?!" Niggas feel my presence, like I'm right in they palm Cause a stormy day is coming, when you see me so calm, it's on No more twin glocks, they jam up my plays Now its twin .40 calibre Walther PPK's I'm in the control of my game, you must respect me like The Ref Uh-huh, you disrespect *gun clicks* you get the tech I turn you fake niggaz on and off, like I'm the clapper I rob so many niggaz, they should call me Jack the Rapper I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or alive Gloria Gaynor on you mother****ers, I Will Survive You can try to come at me, but do you want the kick back? You snap inside the cage of a pit, and you get bit back, huh My war is so tight, my drama so ill Beef with me hangs around like a unpaid bill I push these lyrics through any MC, and make it burn So the niggaz who be rhyming next, will miss a turn When you speak of who's the dopest MC, I don't come up But when you speak of who's the livest MC, I stay what up, what's up? I got stripes while you got strikes and bogus mikes Do what ***** niggaz do best *UTFO sample* bite You niggaz can't make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow Prim' brought Bumpy these tracks so I can let you know Before I slide I'ma leave you this jewel Even mechanics walk around with they tools It's the Militia

[MariamaMslma]

Origineel gepost door D@T KrAy-Z MoCrO You niggaz owe me for my rhymes, I come to collect For you dope fiend niggaz in rap, I here to inject, check My style is water baby, spread it around But when you niggaz don't flow it right and **** up my sound I get down; in '89 I spit the buck in the face of every MC that came in the place, a scar you'll never erase MC's are only recognized for their flows I'm worldwide for the *****es, that I turned into hoes You heard me spit it on Jew-elz, that's how it goes For all them faking ass niggaz and how I bust up they nose And while your, nose is drippin, and drainin blood I be standing over you screamin, "Nigga, WHAT, WHAT?! Nigga WHAT?!" Niggas feel my presence, like I'm right in they palm Cause a stormy day is coming, when you see me so calm, it's on No more twin glocks, they jam up my plays Now its twin .40 calibre Walther PPK's I'm in the control of my game, you must respect me like The Ref Uh-huh, you disrespect *gun clicks* you get the tech I turn you fake niggaz on and off, like I'm the clapper I rob so many niggaz, they should call me Jack the Rapper I'll the illest nigga doing this, dead or alive Gloria Gaynor on you mother****ers, I Will Survive You can try to come at me, but do you want the kick back? You snap inside the cage of a pit, and you get bit back, huh My war is so tight, my drama so ill Beef with me hangs around like a unpaid bill I push these lyrics through any MC, and make it burn So the niggaz who be rhyming next, will miss a turn When you speak of who's the dopest MC, I don't come up But when you speak of who's the livest MC, I stay what up, what's up? I got stripes while you got strikes and bogus mikes Do what ***** niggaz do best *UTFO sample* bite You niggaz can't make up a law that I don't overrule, overthrow Prim' brought Bumpy these tracks so I can let you know Before I slide I'ma leave you this jewel Even mechanics walk around with they tools It's the Militia Hallo, je maakt mijn topic lelijk :D