John Legend – Who Do We Think We Are | Lyrics & Video

A brand new material by American singer-songwriter John Legend called "Who Do We Think We Are" taken from his upcoming album, 'Love In the Future'. “I’m so excited to release this project. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed making this album with a team of incredibly gifted producers and co-writers,” John said in a statement. “Every day we went to the studio with the goal to create something beautiful, to make the best album of my career. After all the writing and arranging and re-mixing and editing, it’s finally time for the world to hear it.”

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[Intro: John Legend]
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?

[Verse 1: John Legend]
We made a lot of magic
It's the only way we, we know
Let's keep the night fantastic
Light it up, tell me more, explore
We love, we love, we love, we love the stars
We could fall so hard
The drinks, the minks, the jewels, the house, the cars
Why'd we ball so hard? yeah

[Hook: John Legend]
I am not afraid to fly
Here we are, in the air, barely breathing
And we're not afraid to die
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?

[Bridge: John Legend]
We've got a lot of nerve, girl
We walk around here like we own this place

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
See my jewels dripping on my Timberlands
Stepping like a criminal, success is so imminent
Pink champagne, black Rolls Royce
Eggplant double-breasted suit from Tom Ford
Bon voyage, left haters in the fog
Look up in the sky, bet you recognize a boss
Look into my eyes as I fantasize for us
Still actin' shy like this is summer class crush
Money comin' fast, I'm never in a rush, no
'Cause another twenty in the tuck
Semi in the truck, another forty on the wrist
Quarter-mill on my mind got me livin' like I pitch
Dodging Robin Givens, boiling like I'm Roger Clemens
Still in the game, uniform all linen
She get Chanel, ski trips to Ville
Only the highest grade, like trees that I inhale

[Hook: John Legend]
I am not afraid to fly
Here we are, in the air, barely breathing
And we're not afraid to die
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?

[Outro: John Legend]
Who do we think emp3musicdownload we are?
I don't know about y'all, but I feel good tonight
There's something in the air tonight
You know, everyone needs someone to look up to
Why should it be us?
Who do we think we are?
Tell me, who do we think we are?
Who do we think we are?
Tell me, who do we think we are?

This is our song, our song for the future

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Tyga – Dope ft. Rick Ross | Lyrics & Video

"Dope" is a song by American rapper Tyga featuring Rick Ross. The song was originally titled "187" but was later changed to "Dope". The song was first released on December 20, 2012, as the first single from the rapper's upcoming third studio album, Hotel Califonia. 'Hotel California' is set to be released on March 19, 2013 and will feature guest appearances from Nicki Minaj, Chris Brown and Wiz Khalifa.

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[Verse 1: Tyga]
T-raw rock my own kick game
8 figure deal figure how I’m courtside at clip game
Still pop ace king sh-t I’m with Rozay
Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
OK the day you beating me b-tch no day
Benz a make her dance that’s thousand dollar foreplay
AK get a full clip not a sound wave
You kissed her in her mouth, ask her how my dick taste
B-tch n-gga you don’t want no drama I’m worth a couple commas
It’s death before dishonor
Last king come sign up all my sh-t be designer
Extraordinary rhymer I bodied yo’ sh-t for nothin’
Wes, west up, hot temper
Get wet up she give me head not neck up
She clean the mess up
One false move death from gesture
Cash in the safe I don’t feel no pressure

[Hook:] (x2)
I’m dope
(All) all my sh-t dope
(All) all my sh-t dope
Cuz it’s 187 how I killing these hoes

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
sh-t
She f-ck Hermes and the hustle
Crown on the watch she got n-ggas still thuggin’
8.7 on the crib so f-ck it
Went gold in a month so it ain’t no budget
New chains, Rolex links
New chick just to drag my mink
New car just to ride around here
Aviator crew we flyest ’round here
Hating on hood n-ggas dying ’round here
Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
Cars rockstar dope boys at odds
I done seen it all but it’s back to these broads’
Hands clap like a n-gga in the stadium
Million dollar chain but I’m rocking 8 of ‘em
I see you sleeping boy don’t make me pick your label up
Scottie Pippen on the dribble I just laid ‘em up
Another triple got me tripping like it’s angel dust
We just winning all the women in my table ah
Say my name say my name n-gga say my name
100 million dollar n-gga, n-gga say my name

[Hook:] (x2)
I’m dope
(All) all my sh-t dope
(All) all my sh-t dope
Cuz it’s 187 how I killing these hoes

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Chief rocka, pill emp3musicdownload popper
Tell them pull them things out cause my car topless
Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence
So sincere in her belly, that’s the nah sh-t
King announcing that gangsta sh-t we mobbin’
We taking your dollars Creflo no white collar
I (pop pop) wish a n-gga would call Thomas
b-tch I’m the bomb call me the Unabomber
Money in my game I’m driving sh-t that’s insane
You n-ggas stay in your lane no playing ain’t nothing changed
Pardon this good regime, I make your girl David Blaine
Murder was the case all the kids say that n-gga T-raw

[Hook:] (x2)
I’m dope
(All) all my sh-t dope
(All) all my sh-t dope
Cuz it’s 187 how I killing these hoes

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Rick Ross – 100 Black Coffins | Lyrics & Video

"100 Black Coffins" is a new song by rapper, Rick Ross and produced by Jamie Foxx. It is a soundtrack for an western film written and directed by Quentin Tarantino, 'Django Unchained'. The soundtrack album is expected to come out in the U.S. on December 18 on Universal Republic. Filmgoers will be able to enjoy the film on December 25.

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[Intro:]
Oooh, now you are one lucky n-gga
You gotta listen to your boss white boy
Oh I’m gonna walk in the middle of the night with you
You wanna hold my hand?

[Hook: Rick Ross]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord
Black coffins! (I need a hundred…)

[Verse 1:]
I seen a hundred n-ggas die;
I put that on my life, Lord, I wouldn’t tell a lie
Unless it had to do with mine in the middle of the night
Killers coming for you life, all you wanna do is shine?
I broke off the chains only the realest remain
I see your praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain?
Seen a brother get slain for a jar full of change
Yet I post on the block, look like I’m Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house
A lotta scars on my back, get tattoes all around
Hundred dead b-tches, hundred black coffins
Money on his head, b-tch, I’m trying to make a fortune

[Hook:]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord
Black coffins! (I need a hundred…)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I seen a hundred women burn, as they stood firm
Treat a n-gga like a germ, what did she do to deserve?
Put me on emp3musicdownload.blogspot the farm
Pigs’ feet in a jar; serve it to me warm
Any questions, they hang ‘em, better pray for Jack Django
Got me working in fields, too many years it gets fatal
All I want is my woman, such a wonderful mother, (mama!)
On the days that it rains, her smile bright like a summer
Our revenge is the sweetest, b-tch cause I’m coming
Gonna die in my arms, for what you did to my mother (my mama!)
Hundred dead b-tches, (Lord) hundred black coffins (why?)
12th gate, short gun, chest full of carbon (boom-boom)

[Hook:]
I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
From a hundred black bibles, while we send them all to hell
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord!)
I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (oh, Lord
Black coffins! (I need a hundred…)

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Meek Mill – Maybach Curtains | Lyrics & Video

Meek Mill, has came out with a new track called "Maybach Curtains" featuring Nas, Rick Ross, and John Legend. Still fresh out of the oven. It is the fourth single off his upcoming debut studio album, 'Dreams & Nightmares' premiered on the rap website, Rap Genius on October 17. The album was scheduled for a summer 2012 release, but was pushed back to October 30, 2012.

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[Hook: John Legend]
Look how far we came
Through the fire, I stood knowing we would reign
Feels like yesterday when all this was a dream
Through these Maybach curtains I see how life has changed

[Intro: Meek Mill]
I think I'mma dedicate this one
To all the people that thought I wouldn't make it here
Dreamchasers

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, it was all a dream
On the corner servin' all them fiends
Me and a bunch of my n-ggas, yeah, we was all a team
The system labeled us killas, but momma called us kings
Walked through the hall of a prison, now it's the hall of fame
And people got the nerve to ask why I wear all these chains
When I was booked, they had me shackled to the wall of shame
So I'm just representin', better yet just reminiscin'
Put down on that Bentley truck, I used to want the Expedition
Now it's bigger things, grew up and got bigger dreams
Cause in my hood, n-ggas try to smoke you just like nicotine
And this money sh-t ain't funny, all the sh-t it brings
You bound to lose your family and your friends, boy this sh-t is mean
And birthdays was the worst days
Last week I made a hundred on a Thursday
And Club Liv got me sinnin' on a church day
Stevie J all on the mic, he screamin' out my birthplace
Philly, we back!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Nas]
I'm blunted - You wanna see life's meaning?
On the radio, Al Green, while Mom's cleanin'
Mom's singing along with the songs
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And shortly I learned the words to 'em
Nerf balls, I threw 'em
But now I'm a perfectionist to a fault like Jesus
Judgin' his own miracles, but he won't cause he automatic
I'm like an old blues singer living in the bottle
Whose wife left him in the bottom
Writing songs is how we solvin' the problem
My liquid money's a hypnotist to your Mrs

Lay back like I'm in the chair of a dentist
Nasir relentless, a freak like Prince is
Mystique like Sade
Soon as I enter people, point and see my anointment
I ain't tryna do too much
Same time, I ain't no bum n-gga not doin' enough
But I ain't tryna do no dumb sh-t, chasin' my tail in a circle
I made it so I'm chillin' now
Transparent ceiling now


[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
The chorus cinematic, going back to Cali
Young street n-gga, late 80's suede Bally's
Jewels like Rick the Ruler, looking like I ripped the jeweler
I could cut a check, make some people hit your shooter
Domino effect, you in that magic city
Where all they do is flex; call it Milli Vanilli
Coming from the bottom, my lil' n-gga from Philly
Young legend outta Queens, take over city to city
Honor thou mother, go to war for my brother
Giving sufficient funds to significant others
Went from poor now women screamin' for my signature
More war came from the bottom so I know the war
Never worn, always on, y'all n-ggas luke warm
Talking cash over salads, heavy croûtons
Cuban Linx's equivalent to having suits on
Stretch Maybachs 'til they bring the coupes on

[Hook]

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Rick Ross ft. Usher – Touch'n You | Lyrics & Video

"Touch'n You", a fresh new song by American rapper, Rick Ross featuring vocals from Usher. It is expected to make the cut to his upcoming highly anticipated fifth studio album titled 'God Forgives, I Don't' slated for release on July 31, 2012. The song was produced by Rico Love and Mr. Morris.

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[Intro: Usher]
Touch’n you, Touch’n you
Ross, eh! what’s the problem with these rappers?
They don’t know how to play it cool, you know?
I mean there's a time and place for everything
Been thinking bout you all day
Right now, it's about that time
Touch’n you, touch’n you, touch’n you
Look how you turn me on baby
(you like when you talk to him, I mean for saying something)
Singing is beleving, USHER, baby
Turn the lights on

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
She kissing on me, biting on my bottom lip
In the gallery all I get is buy me this
Conversations on the phone until the break of dawn
Combination to her home, I gotta make her moan
Mean hustle got me chasing all this fast money
Viliaci all the sneakers, now she touching cash money
So s-xy in them all black and sepy heels
50 stacks in her bag so she know it’s real
Top of the Ferrari now we thugged out
Smoking on that callie bumping 2Pac
It’s me against the world now what’s your phone number
Jumping in that range rover and I’m coming over!

[Hook: Usher]
Touch’n you, touch’n you
Been thinking bout you all day
Touch’n you, touch’n you
Still can’t get my mind off your body
I’m day dreaming 'bout, look how you turn me on baby
Touch’n you, touch’n you
Cause nobody confess to your body
Every time you let me touch
Touch’n you, touch’n you
And every time you let me
Nobody compare to your body, yeah
Touch’n you, touch’n you

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I think I wanna put a ring on it
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I think I wanna tat her name on me
I had a lot of s-xy women, but this is not the same for me
Bounce, love it how she always make it bounce
Rose petals on her bed, I walk in unannounced
I love it when she speak a different language (papito!)
I touch her in so many different angles
Born stunna and my baby so stunning
Wanna, but she find them so funny
I’m getting money, living like the most wanted
She all I ever needed, now I think it's her body

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Pink champagne for my dime piece
In the sheets you know I flip her like a 9 piece
In the streets you know I’m eating like a lion feast
Lick a nipple tryna tickle all the finer things
Keys to the crib, keep it trill, time to handle bizz
Big dreamer, new beamer, just the realest
Cover of the source, owner of the Porsche
Killing all haters, showing no remorse
Knocking at the door, she recognize the voice
I’m not them other boys, she know I shine the most
She modeling a lot I know she on the go
Another bottle of Siroc, baby let’s have a toast

[Hook]

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Usher ft. Rick Ross – Lemme See | Lyrics & Video

More dopeness from Usher! This is a another song called "Lemme See" by Usher featuring rapper, Rick Ross premiered on April 30, 2012. This Jim Jonsin-produced track will appear on his upcoming seventh studio album titled 'Looking for Myself' out June 12, 2012. The song will be made available for purchase as a digital download on May 8, 2012 and will also be given as a free download for those who pre-order the album on May 8th and onward.

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USHER, baby
I hear you, yeah
Rock with me

Hey girl, I’m debating if I should take you home
Should I take you home?
I don’t mean to keep you waiting
But I just gotta know
If you’re ready

She says she wanna take her skirt off
Be my guest!
I decided to take my shirt off
And show my chest!
And we been sipping on that…
So you know what’s next
Working intermissions, switching positions
We so expensive oh!

You can say it all night long
That you couldn’t wait to get me home alone
What you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
Girl I can’t wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Holler ’bout what you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see

I’ll be anticipating
What you would do to me
What you gon’ do to me
Sex babe, it’s the ocassion
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Hands on when you’re with me
Give your heart to me, yeah

She says she wanna take her skirt off
Be my guest!
I decided to take my shirt off
And show my chest!
And we been sipping on that…
So you know what’s next
Working intermissions, switching positions
We so expensive oh!

You can say it all night long
That you couldn’t wait to get me home alone
What you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
Girl I can’t wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Holler ’bout what you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see

[Rick Ross]

You can say it all night long
That you couldn’t wait to get me home alone
What you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see
Girl I can’t wait to get you home
Talk a good game mate, come on
Holler ’bout what you gon’ do to me
Don’t talk about it, be about it
Let me see, let me see, let me see

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Think Like A Man – Jennifer Hudson | Lyrics & Video

A collaboration of Jennifer Hudson, Ne-Yo and Rick Ross entitled "Think Like A Man", a soundtrack to the upcoming 2012 film entitled 'Think Like A Man', an adaptation of Steve Harvey's book 'Act Like a Lady, Think Like a Man'. This romantic comedy starring Chris Brown, Gabrielle Union and Kevin Hart among others. 'Think Like a Man,' will arrive in theaters on March 9.

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[Intro:]
You gotta act like a woman
And think like a a man

[Jennifer Hudson:]
Why you call me your dream bed
And foolish of me I believe that
You said every king needs his queen babe
That's why you needed me baby
Right in between lost and love
You go and mess things up
Now there's no we babe
There's just you and there's me baby

There was us, there was trust
There was happen and change, I know
Silly you, silly me, silly us, what i've wait

[Chorus:]
But in love, love, love
You gotta act like a woman and think like a man
But in love, love, love
You gotta act like a woman and think like a man

[Ne-Yo:]
Now I'm gonna keep it realer with you now that I ever been
Wish we would never been, girl we was better friends
You didn't had to tell me, what went right and when
Um why emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com I didn't need it,
Cause you wasn't my girlfriend, we had a good thing
You were a combining hitting, ooh give me that good thang
Then after we were finished,
You go your way, I go my way, it was whatever
Tell me what ever happens
Think this wanna gonna be better
And now i'm telling you lies,
All because I hate to see the tears in your eyes
Of course I want my cake, and needed too, i'm a guy

And of course, you don't understand,
But you would if you thought like a man in love

[Chorus:]
But in love, love, love
You gotta act like a woman and think like a man
But in love, love, love
You gotta act like a woman and think like a man

[Rick Ross:]
Time cost money and it's so expensive
Versace, lenny got these women blowing kisses
Leaning on my auto, she's so photogenic
Can I take a picture, she's my mona lisa
Living like a princess in a fairy tale
You know them people up in barney show and tell
Bentley black and not a ninja see no poney tail
5 karat yellow diamond you don't know me well
Penthouse, set the drunks, it don't call and sell
She called the night at twom I had to call the cab
You don't understand it's altitude i'm balling at
I'm at the game on the wood where the owner at

[Bridge:]
Soldiers from 'bout the same,
Boy you tell me everything
Yeah you show me how you think,
You're the only one to blame
It's such a shame,
Yeah should lost the game you tell me how to play

[Chorus:]
In love, love, love
You gotta act like a woman, and think like a man
But in love, love, love
You gotta act like a woman and think like a man
Act like a woman, act like a woman
Gotta act like a woman

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Rick Ross – Stay Schemin' | Lyrics & Video

Rick Ross just dropped his much anticipated mixtape, 'Rich Forever' on Friday, January 6th recently. Following is one of a track of the mixtape, "Stay Schemin’" featuring Drake and French Montana. The mixtape features from the likes of Wale, Diddy, John Legend, Nas, 2 Chainz and many more. Download it here.

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[Hook:]
I ride for my n-ggas dawg, I ride for my n-ggas
I slide for my n-ggas dawg, I ride for my n-ggas dawg

Stay schemin’
n-ggas tryna get at me (dawg)
I ride for my n-ggas
Stay schemin’
n-ggas tryna get at me (dawg)
I ride for my n-ggas

[Rick Ross - Verse 1:]
Damn, life so short, f-ck it, I dont wanna go to court
f-ck it, got a budget for the lawyer though
f-ck it, I’m on the run for the money
I’m in the bucket, paid 200 for it
My lil n-ggas thuggin’, even got me paranoid
I’m gettin money, thats in any n-gga category
Double M I got G’s out in California

[Hook]

[Drake:]
It bothers me when the Gods get to acting like the broads
Guess every team doesn’t come complete with n-ggas like ours
Thats why I see no need to compete with n-ggas like y’all
I just ask them when you see me you speak up n-gga thats all
Don’t be ducking like you never wanted nothing
Its feeling like rap changed, there was a time it was rugged
Back when if a n-gga reached it was for the weapon
Nowadays n-ggas reach just to sell they record
Spaghetti bolognese in Appolo lounge
Me and my G from DC thats how I roll around
Might look light, but we heavy though
You think Drake will pull some sh-t like that you never know
Million dollar meetings in appollo lounge
Me and my man all Oliver North thats how I roll around
Shawty wanna tell me secrets ’bout a rap n-gga
I tell a b-tch its more attractive when you hold it down
Kobe ’bout to lose a hundred fifty M’s
Kobe my n-gga I hate it, had to be him
b-tch you wasn’t with me shooting in the gym
(b-tch you wasn’t with me shooting in the gym)
Tell Lucien I said f-ck it I’m tearing holes in my budget
Bag her like we in Publix and take her ass out in public
Ordered it a filet tell her butterfly she’ll love it
She used to soda and nuggets she really just out here thuggin’
Im just hittin my pinnacle you and p-ssy identical
You like the f-ckin finish line we can’t wait to run into you
But let me get my mind of that
Young rich muthaf-cker getting mine off rap
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with my n-ggas

[Hook]

[French Montana:]
For new the coupe to the Ghost dawg
Pigeons on the roof like ghost dawg
Dwight Howard on the post dawg
My n-ggas got the powder through the post dawg
Watch the body tilt when you hit the head
n-ggas lost mills tryna beat the feds
10 grams off my last 250 now
Big ass crib, 250 down, damn
Gave my n-gga Mac 75
Then gave my n-gga penthouse in another 30
f-ck got me thinking like Im 75
Damn, n-gga aint even seen 30

[Hook]

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Drake – Lord Knows | Lyrics & Video

Introducing a hot new song entitled "Lord Knows" performed by Canadian recording artist, Drake featuring Rick Ross. This Just Blaze-produced track is another track off his upcoming second studio album 'Take Care' set to be released on November 15, 2011. Hit like below if you’re excited to hear the track!

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[Intro: Rick Ross]
All we wanted was opportunity
Just Blaze, Lord Knows!

[Verse 1: Drake]
It’s your worst nightmare, it’s my first night here
And this girl right here, who knows what she knows?
So I’m going through her phone if she go to the bathroom
And her purse right there, I don’t trust these hoes at all
But that’s just the result of me paying attention
To all these women that think like men with the same intentions
Talking strippers and models that try to gain attention
Even a couple pornstars that I’m ashamed to mention
But Weezy and Stunna my only role models
Hefner and Jordan my only role models
That’s why I walk around with all this gold on
And every time I run into these n-ggas they want no problems
Bottom sixes and chains, and some bracelets and rings
All of the little accents that make me a king
I never hear the disses they try and point out to me
But it’s whatever if somebody wan’ make it a thing
I’m more concerned what n-ggas thinkin’ about Christmas in August
Do anything to buy gifts for they daughters
Get some shake, a brick in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields; they’re making the cookie stretch
I know it so well, I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I’m working overnighters right by the motel
Drug money outfit, record clean
Spend it all on me and my f-ckin’ team
Matchin’ Rollies for real, matchin’ Rovers for real
Places they say they’ve been, we’ve actually going for real
I’m really killin’ shit, f-ck all the jiggy rapping
I’m going trigga happy just to see my n-ggas happy
Mixtape legend, underground kings
Lookin’ for the right way to do the wrong things
With my new b-tch that’s living in Palm Springs
Young ass n-gga, lifelong dreams
They take the greats from the past and compare us
I wonder if they’d ever survive in this era
In a time where it’s recreation
To pull all your skeletons out the closet like Halloween decorations
I know of all the things that I hear they be pokin’ fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
f-ck you all, I claim that whenever
I change rap forever, the game back together, yeah
YM, I emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com remain that forever
In the same place my brother Wayne at forever
I’m a descendent of either Marley or Hendrix
I haven’t figured it out cause my story is far from finished
I’m hearing all of the jokes, I know that they tryna push me
I know that showin’ emotion don’t ever mean I’m a p-ssy
Know that I don’t make music for n-ggas who don’t get p-ssy
So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me
Lord knows, Lord knows, I’m heavy, I got my weight up
Roll this and boost your rate up, it’s time that somebody paid up
A lot of n-ggas came up off of a style that I made up
But if all I hear is me, then who should I be afraid of?
Bought a white Ghost, now shit is gettin’ spooky
Very, very scary, like shit you see in the movies
In this b-tch all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That’s why all the real soldiers salute me
Trill n-gga, for real

[Interlude: Rick Ross]
You know I love this
YOLO, you only live once
I’m going so hard my n-gga, I swear homie
Everyday is another opportunity to reach that goal

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I fell in love with the pen, started f-cking the ink
The hustle’s an art, I paint it what I would think
Still allergic to broke, prescription straight to the paper
Destined for greatness, but got a place in Jamaica
Villa on the water with the wonderful views
Only fat n-gga in the sauna with Jews
Went and got a yacht, I’m talkin’ Carnival cruise
And these n-ggas talkin’ like hoes, they mad they not in my shoes
It’s the red bottom boss, came to buy the bar
Every bi-week, shit, I’m bound to buy a car
Murder-cedes Benz or that bubble double R
Headlights flickin’, lookin’ like a fallin’ star
Everyday them hammers bang, whippin’ yay like Anna Mae
I run the game but the ladies think I’m running game
Mink coats make your woman wanna fornicate
Rozay and Drake, I’m gettin’ cake, nothin’ short of great

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Juvenile ft. Rick Ross – Power | Lyrics & Video

A brand new song titled "Power" by American rapper, Juvenile surfaced recently. It is confirmed to be the first single from his upcoming tenth studio album titled 'Rejuvenation', slated for release on December 13, 2011. The song features verses from Rick Ross and produced by Mannie Fresh.

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Juvenile Power Lyrics :-

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[Hook:]
I’m from the hood and I represent (power)
J. Prince, n-gga, that’s (power)
V-12 engine, that’s (power)
Electric company, I need (power)
Satellite dish, b-tch (power)
You can’t charge up sh-t without (power)
You want to know what make the world spin? (power)
You’re running low so n-gga, plug in (power)

[1st Verse : Juvenile]
Power is muscle, there ain’t too many n-ggas with it
Money on my mind, I swear I wear it like a fitted
I’m pouring out my heart to be that n-gga in the city
Homies in the hood already saying I done did it
Power’s what I got, I show it off cause I could
Field goal kicker, motherf-ckers, I’m good
The drop’s got a V-12 in it, it go bbrrrrr
And the b-tches be like, “Uhhhhh”
I’m no quitter
I could get a n-gga knocked off sitting on the sh-tter
I wake up in the morning and I call shots
I ain’t trying to buy a car, I want the car lot
I’m in a whole ‘nother tax bracket
Shop addict, a n-gga got a Saks habit
I talk money boy, take heed
They get the picture when I say cheese

[Hook:]
I’m from the hood and I represent (power)
J. Prince, n-gga, that’s (power)
V-12 engine, that’s (power)
Electric company, I need (power)
Satellite dish, b-tch (power)
You can’t charge up sh-t without (power)
You want to know what make the world spin? (power)
You’re running low so n-gga, plug in (power)

[2nd Verse : Rick Ross]
Power is something that you develop on the block
Pull up on a bad b-tch sittin’ in a drop
Top down and a young n-gga smelling like money
Coke cologne, now come and get a brick from me
Born in the ghetto, now a n-gga in a mansion
Looking at my bezel and that motherf-cker dancing
Power is something that get a n-gga questions answered
Now these hoes so romantic
Look at me balling, we courtside at the game
Twenty for the ticket, ‘nother hundred for the chain
Count money, money machines they going ccccccrrrrrrr
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So that mean a n-gga full
n-gga got to get it in the sun like a dog
Way before the watches, I’m the motherf-ckin’ boss
Money come with power and I think we got it mastered
Snatch the bird out the plastic

[Hook:]
I’m from the hood and I represent (power)
J. Prince, n-gga, that’s (power)
V-12 engine, that’s (power)
Electric company, I need (power)
Satellite dish, b-tch (power)
You can’t charge up sh-t without (power)
You want to know what make the world spin? (power)
You’re running low so n-gga, plug in (power)

[3rd Verse : Juvenile]
Power is respect, you gotta get it in the mud
Check the DNA, see if it’s really in the blood
Motherf-ckers talking about me say I’m a thug
They figure since I’m balling up packets from the drugs
n-ggas in the kitchen mixing dope like a chemist
They pray that I’mma lose it – that ain’t in my religion
Boy, I drive birds down South like a pigeon
You ain’t sitting on a hundred million, you ain’t living
Smoking on kush, it’s smelling like ass
I run through a quarter million like grass
Scarface, b-tch – I’m feeling like Brad
I’m a underground king like Chad
I’m in the mansion with an opal model Marilyn
She told me I was dope – no heroin
Power make a n-gga show his arrogance
Let’s break it down – bring the barrels in

[Hook:]
I’m from the hood and I represent (power)
J. Prince, n-gga, that’s (power)
V-12 engine, that’s (power)
Electric company, I need (power)
Satellite dish, b-tch (power)
You can’t charge up sh-t without (power)
You want to know what make the world spin? (power)
You’re running low so n-gga, plug in (power)

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