DJ Khaled Ft. Ludacris, Rick Ross, Snoop Dogg, T-Pain - All I Do Is Win

Agora a melhor música selecionada do dia: DJ Khaled Ft. Ludacris, Rick Ross, Snoop Dogg, T-Pain - All I Do Is Win, muito boa !

All I Do Is Win - DJ Khaled Ft. Ludacris, Rick Ross, Snoop Dogg, T-Pain

Visto neste vídeo 137,310 vezes foi upado por TruProductionz909 no dia 8 de março de 2010. "All I Do Is Win" é o terceiro single de DJ Khaled do quarto album Victory. É DJ Khaled não para de emplacar sucessos, como eu li num comentário num outro vídeo, podem falar mal dele, que ele sempre grita nas músicas, mas se não fosse ele não existiria hiphopop hoje em dia.

Letra All I Do is Win

[T-Pain - Chorus]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
got money on mind i can never get enough
and everytime I step up in the building
everybody hands go up
and they stay there
and they say yeah
and they stay there
Up down, up down
cause all I do is win win win
and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air..

[Ludacris]
Ludacris goin in on the verse
cause I never been defeated and I won’t stop now
keep your hands up put em in the sky for the homies that didn’t make it and the folks locked down
I never went no where
they saying Luda’s back
blame it on that conjure
the hood call it Ludayac
and I’m on this foolish track so I spit my foolish flows
my hands go up and down like strippers booty’s go
my verses still be serving, tight like a million virgins
last time on a Khaled remix now I’m on the original version
aint never count me out
y’all better count me in
got 20 bank accounts, accountants count me in
make millions every year, the souths champion
cause all I do, all I, all I, all I
all I do is…

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
Swerving in my Lolo,
head on the swivel
you know serving me’s a no no
clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce
yellow bone passenger they see it, they say oh boy!
lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com
tell Khaled back it up, my n-ggas call me Loco
thats for armed trafficking, don’t make me pull that fo-fo
ask you what you laughing at
represent that mud life
dirty money b-tch you better get your mud right
we come together holding hands and holla thug life
we are strapped in all black
it’s like thug life
(all we do is win)
you riding the what
we riding the night
you riding with me cause you wasn’t riding right
ROSS…

[Chorus]

[Snoop Dogg]
heat in the Kitchen, pot on the stove
water getting boiled, dope getting sold
snoopy in the hoopty, system overload
I’ve been running this rap game since I was 20 years old
I hung with the worst of them
bust till I burst on em
floss em up, toss em up, hardaway, boss em up
pardon me I bossing the pressure up, bless ya bruh
don’t wanna mess with us
we like the U in the 80′s
back to back set a trap
hit the lick, hit it back
hit the trick, jump the track
b-tch I want my money back
time and time again while I’m sipping on this gin
Al Davis said it best, just win baby win!

600 Benz - Wale Feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss

Continuando a serie de textos Rick Ross, hoje é a vez da música 600 Benz - Wale Feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss.

Wale Feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss - 600 Benz

Upado por MaybachMusicGrp no dia 15 de junho de 2011 sob o selo WMG ele já foi visto mais de 1053602 vezes com 3,272 likes e 60 dislikes. Média de 1 like para 322 views e avg de 1 dislike para cada 17560.03 visualização.

Com 2212 comentários fica com a média de 1 commentário para cada 476.26 views e tem como os tops comments de hoje:

"600 steaks! plates cost 600 grand! that was 6 meals ago :D plates come from Japaaaan I lick dat sauce off ma face! "UUGGH" com 38 likes e "Black Girls in Black Rapper's videos makes me happy! I was getting worried after Otis premiered..." com 16 likes.

Letra musica

[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face

[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands

[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit on my man

[Wale]
Wale, real n-gga, while I tote a blow and bomb haze?
I just tell CJ keep on rollin’ thats my shorty
Tinted out, you aint seeing through
All black everything, this shit like a HBCU
Maybach music, major moves
I’m saving major loot
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
One whip just aint enough, I just seen 33
You only half a W without a second V
Gotta be dreamin, gotta be chosen
Shawty when I was 20 I had a Camry and ?
But now I’m ok, I got my shit together
Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever
Forever my endeavours and I sever my opponents
I’m cold like its in Denver
The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience
You think I just here flossing or ? shit about ?

[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face

[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands

[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit on my man

[Jadakiss]
Dependin’ on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan
I’m only dealin’ with you, nothing to do with your man
Ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can
I’m up to 600 bricks, started with 200 grams
Hand to hand in the cold
Pockets on hella swole
I was breaking ‘em down, now I’m selling ‘em whole
Work straight out the kitchen
Aint no competition
You just shut up and listen and you can complete the mission
Know you want me to fall
I don’t do nothing but ball
Lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com
You heard I was in jail, but I just came form the mall
I’m on my way to the jeweller bout to cop me a Muller
Keep the digital ruler, at arms length of the ruger
Life’s a bitch and I feel her
Aint nobody iller, ? Godzilla
Catch me blowing vanilla’s
Used to be blood money now it’s go hard scrilla
After I count it all up, I’ma go to the dealer and get a…

[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face

[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands

[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit on my man

[Wale]
Hope you heard that intro
This that I been grinding cause I’ve been saving for that benz flow
So mash on them petty badges
Tell em’ ? but they never gon catch us
If I am pulled over, I know they gon be on it
Cause it’s hot in here and I got no L like the ’72 Dolphins
Woooh, race my ?, and I bet you never pass me like a safety ?
I’m Polamalu, 600 the newest model
My newest motto to use a condom with newest models
Uhh, got a hundred on the dash uh
Ya aint killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones
where im from is the circus, hope you don’t expect a fair one
Dropping hundreds like it aint nothing
Really it was but you know I never sayin’ nothing

Play Your Part - Rick Ross, Wale & Meek Mill ft. DA (Official Video)

Vídeo da música Play Your Part - Rick Ross, Wale & Meek Mill ft. DA. Visto mais de 1,273,789 upado por MaybachMusicGrp no dia 12 de abril de 2011 sob o selo da WMG. Postado na categoria pessoas e blogs com as top tags Maybach Music Group official video e Play Your Part Rick Ross Meek Mill Wale featuring DA.



Com 4802 likes e 82 dislikes tem o rate de aprovação em 265.26 e de desaprovação 15524.01.

Já são 2046 com média de 1 comentário para cada 622.57 visualizações e os top comentários hoje são:

"Damn, white boy did his part nigga" com 27 likes e "Everyone hating on the white guy, just remember, Rick Ross CHOSE him to be in the video, I don't see him choosing any of you hating bitches, so he is obviously doing something right!" com 10 likes. Esse rapaziada gosta de comentar mesmo!

Letra Play Your Part - Rick Ross, Wale & Meek Mill ft. DA

[Chorus]
You think you using me
like this games new to me
but you aint confusing me
you just want jewelry and all them f-ckin shopping sprees
but that aint stopping me
and I aint stopping you
see we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part
just play your part
just play your part
we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

[Rick Ross]
I’m incline with women who come on they time
she came over and she came a few times
from crispy futons to Christian Louboutin
game over had her shopping in Milan
20 racks really thats sneaker money
triple white Ferrari yeah thats the Easter bunny
at the Ceaser in Vegas yeah I put the Visa on it
now all she do is tell me how she used to love me
I let her decorate the real estate
and I let her spend a half the ticket give or take
a couple dollars Harry Winstone stone collars
canary yellow everything plane chartered
I spolied her maybe ’cause I adored her
more than fly that girls a flying saucer
my Mona Lisa painting on the wall came to life
and she said the love of picture just roll the dice

[Chorus]
you think you using me
like this games new to me
but you aint confusing me
you just want jewelry and all them f-ckin shopping sprees
but that aint stopping me
and I aint stopping you
see we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part
just play your part
just play your part
we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

[Wale]
I try to love ‘em in the physical not literal
she said she love me but what I’m feeling is minuscule
I understand that Prada lives in her inner soul
so the devil that droves in her got in control
Anne Hathaway, and sack chasin’ getting got cake up
though my paper way thicker than model make up
but ya’ll wait up my mind racing my toe slippin
a lot of women is real some b-tches Robin Givings
I never give ‘em no liquid no pot to piss in
I tend to leave them quite offended if they too dependent
I’m pitchin b-tches thats dreamin’ thinking Im trickin’ chicken
I’m simply f-ckin’ with b-tches that know they whole position
thats real n-gga sh-t
real n-gga life
I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe
I aint tryna fight, I aint tryna fuss
I trying for the money, they tryna fall in love.

[Chorus]
you think you using me
like this games new to me
but you aint confusing me
you just want jewelry and all them f-ckin shopping sprees
but that aint stopping me,
and I aint stopping you
see we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part
just play your part
just play your part
we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

[Meek Mill]
I say, how can they compare to you
everything material
trickin’ sh-t for kids and you know I dont need no cereal
you know I was ridin’ and you switched up a gear or two
so I let others sh-t you on dead, burial
funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you
talking what I give but never speak on what I do for you
Cabo to Jamaica every weekend honey moon and you
like the sound and I aint ever try tuning you
but now Im just assuming you
living off of hearsay
treble like the radio ’cause everything was fair play
1st class herm ass
Panamera perp pass
greed written on her face
when I bought her first bag
and I aint really give a f-ck
It was like a n-gga rushed
told my jeweler make her freeze like I was tryna stick her up
she call me daddy like a n-gga puff
just play your role and you can live it up

[Chorus]
you think you using me
like this games new to me
but you aint confusing me
you just want jewelry and all them f-ckin shopping sprees
but that aint stopping me
and I aint stopping you
see we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part
just play your part
just play your part
we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Meek Mill Feat. Rick Ross - Ima Boss 2011

Música com nome de Meek Mill Feat. Rick Ross - Ima Boss Vídeo Oficial lançada no Youtube dia 31 de Agosto de 2011 pelo canal MaybachMusicGrp sob o selo da WMG.

Meek Mill Feat. Rick Ross Ima Boss 2011

Com mais de 1,571,760 visualizações já conta com 5,637 likes e 114 dislikes com rate de 278.81 de aprovação e 13787.36 de haters. E conta com um total de 3,189 comentários com rate de 492.82.

Letra

[meek millz:]
look i be ridin' threw my old hood,
but i'm in my new whip.
same old attitude, but i'm on that new shit.
they say they gon' rob me, see me neva do shit.
cause they know that's the reason that's gone end up on a news clip.
audemar on my wrist... bustdown!
we poppin' bottles like i scored the winnin' touchdown.
memba meek dead broke?
look at me up now.
i run my city fron south philly back to uptown.

thank god all these bottles i popped,
all this paper i been gettin',
all these models i popped.
i done sold 100, 000 dollas before my album got drop'd.
and i'm only 23, i'm the shit now look at me, look at me.
i'm a boss like my nigga rozay.
shawty ask'd me for a check, i told that bitch like "no way! "
cause i made it from the bottom, it was neva no way.
and i neva had a job, you know i had to sell yaaaay!

bitch i'm a boss!
i call the shots.
i'm with the murder team,
call the cops.
we in the building,
ya'll are not.
you short on the paper, you gone ball or not?...

[chorus:]
bitch, i'm a boss!
[x2]
i play the shots
i call the cops

we in the bitch',
it's goin' downnnnnn.
yeaa i'm the king,
now where my mu'fuckin' crown?

[chorus:]
bitch i'm a boss!
[x6]
i play the shots
i call the cops

[ricky rozay:]
got so many shades, they thought i had a lazy eye.
shorty rode me smooth as my mercedes ride.
no love, cry when only babies die.
and when i go that casket, better cost a hundred thou.
i pray to god i look my killer in his eyes.
snatch his soul up out his shirt, let's take him for that ride.
o.g. is one who standin' on his own feet.
a boss is one who guarantee we gone eat.
fuck a blog dawg cause one day we gone meet.
i'm a spazz on yo' ass like i'm on e!
or a double stack, better nigga, double that.
jerry jones money nigga, you a runnin' back.
hershall walker, bo jack, ricky waters,
better run that dope back.
boss!
and i put that on my maybach.
fo' hundred thou, bitch you wish you saved that...

[chorus:]
bitch, i'm a boss!
[x2]
i play the shots
i call the cops

we in the bitch',
it's goin' downnnnnn.
yeaa i'm the king,
now where my mu'fuckin' crown?

[chorus:]
bitch i'm a boss!
[x6]
i play the shots
i call the cops

[meek mill:]
couple cars i don't neva drive,
bikes i don't neva ride,
crib i ain't neva been,
pool i don't neva swim,
fool you ain't better than, i move like the president.
err'thang black on black, you know i be strappin' that.
ratt'n ass niggas walkin' round wearin' wires.
fuckin' up the game, got the hood on fire.
bitch i'm a king, call me sire.
if you say i "don't run my city",
you a mu'fuckin' liar...

i'm a boss!
you a fraud.
you cross the line, i get you murdered full cost.
out in vegas, i twist them laws.
at the fight we watchin' floyd, we on the floor.
scared money don't make no money,
if i eva go broke,
i'm a take yo' money,
i ain't neva dropped a dime,
you ain't take nun from me,
in the hood err'day,
bitch i'm good, what i say?...
bitch i'm a boss!

[chorus:]
bitch, i'm a boss!
[x2]
i play the shots
i call the cops

we in the bitch',
it's goin' down.
yeaa i'm the king,
now where my mu'fuckin' crown?

[chorus:]
bitch i'm a boss!
[x6]
i play the shots
i call the cops