Bars or bars can refer to:

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  • Bars County, a former Kingdom of Hungary county in present-day Slovakia
  • Bars, Dordogne, a commune of the Dordogne département in France
  • Bars, Gers, a commune of the Gers département in France

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Barsø

Barsø is a small island which is part of the Aabenraa municipality (Danish, kommune) in South Jutland County on the east coast of the Jutland peninsula in south Denmark.

See also

  • Nearby islands: Als, Funen, Bågø, Lyø, Drejø.
  • Nearby cities: Aabenraa, Sønderborg.
  • Notes

    References

  • Tageo.com, "VESTSJAELLAND DENMARK Geography Population" (coordinates), 2007, webpage: Tageo-index.
  • Denmark Postal codes, webpage: Postnumre-DK.
  • Tele.dk Denmark detailed road map, webpage: Tele-DK-Danmark.
  • External links



    Spider Loc

    Curtis Williams (born January 21, 1979), more commonly known as Spider Loc, is an American rapper and actor. He is currently signed to G-Unit Records. Loc is also the CEO of G-Unit West.

    Biography

    Spider Loc, member of the Eastside 97th Eastcoast Crips gang in South Los Angeles, was first discovered by Suge Knight and tagged along with Death Row Records, which appears on the Dysfunktional Family soundtrack, and Kurupt Against tha Grain under the name "Spider", but never signed an agreement. In September 2004 Spider Loc met rapper Young Buck in Atlanta and performed for him. A week later in Los Angeles, Young Buck introduced him to 50 Cent on the set of "Shorty Wanna Ride" video and he performed a freestyle rap. After four months the rapper signed a record deal with G-Unit.

    Spider Loc has since been featured on many G-Unit mixtapes such as G-Unit Radio Part 18 - Rags to Riches and has also released his own mixtape G-Unit West title Bangadoshish with artists Young Buck, Big Syke (from Thug Life), 50 Cent, and Olivia.

    Podcasts:

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    40 Bars

    by: Allen Iverson

    [Iverson]
    For the year 2G the rap game change for one name
    Jewelz aim to slain anything on this plane
    Remains are found when the best kept secret get heated
    You went platinum wit a ghost writer,
    So in the game you won you cheated
    My slang bang when you need it
    You man enuff to pull a gun be man enuff to squeeze it
    (*gunshots*) Die if you don't believe it
    Anything to do wit millions I'ma be wit it
    Hats off to the hardcore niggaz FUCK the rest
    In my guess y'all useless, just talkin music
    Never mistake me for a fake MC
    You got the wrong idea nigga I'm CT fool
    Get murdered in a second in the first degree
    Come to me wit faggot tendacies
    You'll be sleepin where the maggots be
    Ain't nuthin kinda used to beef actually
    But when it's on I raise first automatically
    Won't catch me as a victim and a rap casualty
    Dynasty Raiders hit VA in the summertime
    Ten Bentleys in one line
    Gats in each hand, twin 45's in mines
    Snipers hittin niggaz long distance for a rate
    Sons and daughters, one order you'll be floatin in water
    Bad news home of the Dynasty Raiders
    One luv to the ol school niggaz
    They in the jail tryin to raise us
    Even the ones that tried to blaze us
    But couldn't even graze us
    See dem bitch azz niggaz y'all killin don't amaze us
    Y'all slobbin I'm spittin wit a mouf full of rage
    (DIS MY NIGGA JEWELS REPRESENTIN BAD NEWS
    YO MY HOMIE SAY DAT SHIT)
    Everybody stay fly get money kill and fuck bitches
    I'm hittin anything in plain view for my riches
    VA's finest fillin up ditches, when niggaz turn to bitches
    Die for zero digits; I'ma giant yall midgets
    I know killaz that kill for a fee
    That'll kill yo' ass for free, believe me
    How you wanna die fast or slowly?
    Fast as a rolie, slow as a rolie polie
    I bought yo shit it was weak, trashed it now you owe me
    All the hardcore niggas know me
    I aint knockin, I'm jus gon' bust up in the motherfucker
    Takin anything that's rightfully mines
    Lust, AKs, rifles, and nines
    Physique crew, thick designs
    Wit jewels that shine all the time
    Ain't nuthin sweet about this rate of mystique
    Got niggas while you eat shit sleep and beat yo meat
    Die reachin fo heat, leave you leakin in da street
    Niggas screamin he was a good boy ever since he was born
    But fuck it he gon life must go on niggas don't live that long
    But hoes in wigs niggas that think they head strong
    Got niggas hollerin Jewelz dead wrong on this song
    THIS TYPE OF MURDA don't NEED NO HOOK
    JUST FORTY FUCKIN BARS FROM DA MOUF OF A CROOK!!!




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