[Part 1: Pound Cake, Produced by Boi-1da, Matthew Burnett, and Jordan Evans] [Intro: Jimmy Smith] Good God Almighty-like back in the old days... You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had the champagne in the studio, of course-compliments of the company-and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last-all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow... [Chorus: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frikC.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollarD-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.MGet the-get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-moneyFrikki-frikki-frikki, dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) [Verse 1: Drake] YeahUh, after hours at Il MulinoOr Sotto Sotto, just talkin' women and vino The contract like '91 Dan Marino I swear this guy Michael Rapino's boosting my ego Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now Debates growin' 'bout who they think is the best now Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at all My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountantsOr work with their parentsBut thinkin' back on how they treated meMy high school reunion might be worth an appearance Make everybody have to go through security clearance Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn With the ink I could murder, word to my nigga Irv Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog You know it's real when you are who you think you are [Chorus: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frikC.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollarD-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.MGet the-get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-moneyFrikki-frikki-frikki, dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) [Verse 2: JAY-Z] Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racistInside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is Yellow diamonds in my Jesús I just might learn to speak MandarinJapanese for the yen that I'm handlin' International Hov, that's my handle My saint's Changó, light a candle El Gran Santo on the mantle Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too, uh Shout out to World Wide WesEverywhere we go, we leave a worldwide mess Yes, still Roc La Familia Says a lot about you if you not feeling us The homie said "Hov, it ain't many of us"I told 'em "Less is more, nigga, is plenty of us" [Chorus: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frikC.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollarD-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) [Verse 3: JAY-Z] Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake500 million, I got a pound cake Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes They shoulda never let you 'round cake Look at my neck, I got a karat cake, uh Now here's the icin' on the cake Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, uhh I'm just gettin' started, oh, yeah, we got it bitch I've done made more millionaires than the lotto didDame made millions, Biggs made millionsYe made millions, Just made millionsLyor made millions, Cam made millions Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelings Uh, I'm back in my bag My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash Gucci airbag just in case we crash Uh, last night was mad trillI'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel [Part 2: Paris Morton Music 2, Produced by Detail] [Verse 4: Drake] Yeah, uh Look, fuck all that "Happy to be here" shit that y'all want me on I'm the big homie, they still be tryna lil bro me, dog Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy And not say I'm the greatest of my generation Like I should be dressing different Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive Like I should be on my best behavior and not talk my shit And do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us Like I didn't study the game to the letter And understand that I'm not doin' it the same Man, I'm doing it better Like I didn't make that clearer this year Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that They should put a couple more mirrors in here So I can stare at myself These are usually just some thoughtsThat I would share with myselfBut I thought "Fuck it", it's worth it to share 'emWith someone else other than Paris for once I text her from time to time, she a mom nowI guess sometimes life forces us to calm downI told her she could live with me if she need toI got a compound but I think she's straight 'Cause she supported since Hot BeatsRight before Wayne came and got me Out of the back room where I was rapping with JasOver beats that I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory He walked right past in the hallway Three months later, I'm his artist He probably wouldn't remember that story But that shit stick with me always Couldn't believe when he called meYou never know what could happen to you And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti And did that shit 'cause it's somethin' to doYeah, I guess that's just who I became, dawg Nothing was the same, dawg
It’s no coincidence that Jay-z and drake chose this beat and talk of what they talk of on it it’s a modern hymn like that of the old it’s universal vibration threw HZ 👁️ 🤫
take me in olny 12 strated rapping sice i was 7 and u know it broke my heart when my grandad when to heven yh i hope he flew like a dove im out of love cant even get a hug i hope hes proud yh sitting on the clouds
I had to pray to god To not let my emotions get the best of me Been hurt so I can’t let you get next to me I worked so hard jus to gain peace Peace of mind I was really hurt Almost said fuck life Rest in peace to kurt
I put my all in this shit Bruddas looking booky I ain’t taking no trips Certified bruddas Can’t chat us g Hold heat no Mac and cheese Bad bs Tell her roll with me Ain’t no young gs that do it like me
Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racist Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is Yellow diamonds in my Jesús I just might learn to speak Mandarin Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin' International Hov, that's my handle My saint's Changó, light a candle El Gran Santo on the mantle 'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too, uh Shout Out to World Wide Wes Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess Yes, still Roc La Familia Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us The homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us" I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frik C.R.E.A.M. Get the-get the-get the-get the Get the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollar D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all) Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake 500 million, I got a pound cake Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes They shoulda never let you 'round cake Look at my neck, I got a karat cake, uh Now here's the icing on the cake Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake Uh, I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah, we got it bitch I done made more millionaires than the lotto did Dame made millions, Biggs made millions Ye made millions, Just made millions Lyor made millions, Cam made millions Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelings Uh, I'm back in my bag My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash Gucci air bag just in case we crash Uh, last night was mad trill I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel
Rap this: been working so hard no time to rest now I’m just trying to make it trynna hold my family down free all of my dawgs yeah free them out the pound I’m building up yeah right from the ground I know I got some people that will hold me down just in case of an emergency I know how to get away from the crowd (rap it like Drake does in the song)
Look at me remaking old hits to new songs but same vibe, Or I at least hope, that I will be as respected as the Greats, Hell to even hear someone say my name and great would make me faint, Cuz I'm humble but can be cocky if you need that get poppin music, Let's so who's real a "whats Poppin?" Movement cuz I've been screwed In life with moving, Couldn't find love cuz sooner or later I would loose it, So I stick to the basics do yo shit, And stay in ground bases, Followin A Gold Road, But tip toeing to God's graces, But Not Adjacent, or at least yet, See in my songs I try to Shine hope to the poor That there is more then lonely nights and drugs to forget whats going on, More than these inner-city limits, To grow and find love and die in.. But Back to the begging wherever that was,
Sometimes you don’t know a great till they remind you by evolving in a generation that’s not Theirs/ pop quiz how many niggas around 50 droppin like this/ shock em like two step back, then pop and end it wit a 4 head kiss!!!!!!- -Robbie dramatic-aka -4thquarterDram- P.s. anybody need a a ghost I’m the official, or beats!!!!!!!
One more chance to become rapper in advance I know the rain shower thunder ahead most people think I’m better off dead but instead I look ahead never looking down I can’t let ‘em get to me now, this not a drug you can take relax and wait for the food to hit the front porch or the back this the type have you stuck on the map kings disease so cover up when you sneeze, i run through trees open leaves take a breathe cause this whole world up ahead only thing is left, id be lying if I told you I wasn’t scared to death, maybe that’s motivation, can’t enjoy the good when the pain ain’t motivating, quick game I spit flame to a ball LeBron James when I ball, when I came to the game everything evolved, can’t squeeze the world too tight it might dissolve
0:35 You mean "Don't Say A Word" by Ellie Goulding or at 0:45 with "C.R.E.A.M" by Wu-Tang Clan/"Jimmy Smith Rap" by Jimmy Smith? Sorry, but these were song samples when Boi-1da and Jordan Evans were producing the beats so they're there to stay.
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[Part 1: Pound Cake, Produced by Boi-1da, Matthew Burnett, and Jordan Evans]
[Intro: Jimmy Smith]
Good God Almighty-like back in the old days... You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had the champagne in the studio, of course-compliments of the company-and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last-all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow...
[Chorus: Timbaland]
Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frikC.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollarD-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all)
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.MGet the-get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-moneyFrikki-frikki-frikki, dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all)
[Verse 1: Drake]
YeahUh, after hours at Il MulinoOr Sotto Sotto, just talkin' women and vino
The contract like '91 Dan Marino
I swear this guy Michael Rapino's boosting my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now
Debates growin' 'bout who they think is the best now
Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now
I hear you talking, say it twice so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no gimmicks
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountantsOr work with their parentsBut thinkin' back on how they treated meMy high school reunion might be worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go through security clearance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and learn
With the ink I could murder, word to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just started clickin' dog
You know it's real when you are who you think you are
[Chorus: Timbaland]
Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frikC.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollarD-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all)
Cash rules everything around me, C.R.E.A.MGet the-get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the mon-mon-moneyFrikki-frikki-frikki, dollar-dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all)
[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces
The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racistInside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my Jesús
I just might learn to speak MandarinJapanese for the yen that I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Changó, light a candle
El Gran Santo on the mantle
Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too, uh
Shout out to World Wide WesEverywhere we go, we leave a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La Familia
Says a lot about you if you not feeling us
The homie said "Hov, it ain't many of us"I told 'em "Less is more, nigga, is plenty of us"
[Chorus: Timbaland]
Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frikC.R.E.A.M.; get the-get the-get the-get theGet the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollarD-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all)
[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake500 million, I got a pound cake
Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes
They shoulda never let you 'round cake
Look at my neck, I got a karat cake, uh
Now here's the icin' on the cake
Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, uhh
I'm just gettin' started, oh, yeah, we got it bitch
I've done made more millionaires than the lotto didDame made millions, Biggs made millionsYe made millions, Just made millionsLyor made millions, Cam made millions
Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelings
Uh, I'm back in my bag
My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash
Gucci airbag just in case we crash
Uh, last night was mad trillI'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel
[Part 2: Paris Morton Music 2, Produced by Detail]
[Verse 4: Drake]
Yeah, uh
Look, fuck all that "Happy to be here" shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be tryna lil bro me, dog
Like I should fall in line, like I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy
And not say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be dressing different
Like I should be less aggressive and pessimistic
Like I should be way more nervous and less dismissive
Like I should be on my best behavior and not talk my shit
And do it major like the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the game to the letter
And understand that I'm not doin' it the same
Man, I'm doing it better
Like I didn't make that clearer this year
Like I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in here
So I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughtsThat I would share with myselfBut I thought "Fuck it", it's worth it to share 'emWith someone else other than Paris for once
I text her from time to time, she a mom nowI guess sometimes life forces us to calm downI told her she could live with me if she need toI got a compound but I think she's straight
'Cause she supported since Hot BeatsRight before Wayne came and got me
Out of the back room where I was rapping with JasOver beats that I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the hallway
Three months later, I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember that story
But that shit stick with me always
Couldn't believe when he called meYou never know what could happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit 'cause it's somethin' to doYeah, I guess that's just who I became, dawg
Nothing was the same, dawg
I see boi 1 day as as born Matthew in the book of life burn as in🔥 Evan’s/ heavens
Original instrumentals is code language for hz which is vibrations of the universe
It’s no coincidence that Jay-z and drake chose this beat and talk of what they talk of on it it’s a modern hymn like that of the old it’s universal vibration threw HZ 👁️ 🤫
GODDESSES
4Luck.÷
" Good god almighty " 🙏🙏
Definitely has to be frequency of the heavens 🤔
👑🧠🤫🧐👂👁️👁️👁️
+
This just one of them beats
that you just gotta rap on
Classic instrumental
I can't get over this beat
Best instrumental of all time 🏆
I'm bout to go crazy on this beat
Music of the DOGS/Gods
Love this song
Great music great sound
take me in olny 12 strated rapping sice i was 7 and u know it broke my heart when my grandad when to heven yh i hope he flew like a dove im out of love cant even get a hug i hope hes proud yh sitting on the clouds
Sorry to hear about your grandad, I lost my grandmother last year so know how it feels. You’ll be ok buddy, keep going 😊
Good gadamaiddeh
Best on youtube
Would really love to know the sample of Paris Morton Music II
Great Remake✨🙏
the 2nd verse is better then the 1st
I had to pray to god
To not let my emotions get the best of me
Been hurt so I can’t let you get next to me
I worked so hard jus to gain peace
Peace of mind
I was really hurt
Almost said fuck life
Rest in peace to kurt
damm dope
Where the choir vocals on paris motorn 2 came from ?
🔥
I put my all in this shit
Bruddas looking booky
I ain’t taking no trips
Certified bruddas
Can’t chat us g
Hold heat no Mac and cheese
Bad bs
Tell her roll with me
Ain’t no young gs that do it like me
🔥🔥🔥🔥
4:15
The only part I like ngl 🤝🤝🤝
My turn... -fat lee 2023
2010-2017 was the shit
Man forty didn't make this beat gotta change comment #
All that other BS is here today and gone tomorrow
Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had braces
The all-black Maybach but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter than Katy Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my Jesús
I just might learn to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen that I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Changó, light a candle
El Gran Santo on the mantle
'Case y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too, uh
Shout Out to World Wide Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide mess
Yes, still Roc La Familia
Says a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, there ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga it's plenty of us
Cash rules everything around me, frikki-frikki-frik C.R.E.A.M.
Get the-get the-get the-get the
Get the-get the-get the-get the money, dollar-dollar
D-d-d-d-dollar-dollar, dollar-dollar bill y'all (y'all, y'all)
Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake, cake
500 million, I got a pound cake
Niggas is frontin', that's upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they clown cakes
They shoulda never let you 'round cake
Look at my neck, I got a karat cake, uh
Now here's the icing on the cake
Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake
Uh, I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah, we got it bitch
I done made more millionaires than the lotto did
Dame made millions, Biggs made millions
Ye made millions, Just made millions
Lyor made millions, Cam made millions
Beans'a tell you if he wasn't in his feelings
Uh, I'm back in my bag
My eyes bloodshot but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase this cash
Gucci air bag just in case we crash
Uh, last night was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the wheel
Do you free copyright instrumentals i can use for background music in gaming videos?
Done
Rap this: been working so hard no time to rest now I’m just trying to make it trynna hold my family down free all of my dawgs yeah free them out the pound I’m building up yeah right from the ground I know I got some people that will hold me down just in case of an emergency I know how to get away from the crowd (rap it like Drake does in the song)
☠️
🌍🔥🔥🔥🔥🚷⬅️⬅️⬅️⬅️✌😉👍❤💛💚💯🌏
can you make one without bros voice in the beginning
literally, that piano sequence is chilling
شريف جابر 😢
Look at me remaking old hits to new songs but same vibe,
Or I at least hope, that I will be as respected as the Greats,
Hell to even hear someone say my name and great would make me faint,
Cuz I'm humble but can be cocky if you need that get poppin music,
Let's so who's real a "whats Poppin?"
Movement cuz I've been screwed In life with moving,
Couldn't find love cuz sooner or later I would loose it,
So I stick to the basics do yo shit,
And stay in ground bases,
Followin A Gold Road,
But tip toeing to God's graces,
But Not Adjacent, or at least yet,
See in my songs I try to Shine hope to the poor
That there is more then lonely nights and drugs to forget whats going on,
More than these inner-city limits,
To grow and find love and die in..
But Back to the begging wherever that was,
BUT IF THIS RAP SHIT DON'T WoRK WE RUNNING UP IN PPLS HOUSES
Sometimes you don’t know a great till they remind you by evolving in a generation that’s not Theirs/ pop quiz how many niggas around 50 droppin like this/ shock em like two step back, then pop and end it wit a 4 head kiss!!!!!!- -Robbie dramatic-aka -4thquarterDram-
P.s. anybody need a a ghost I’m the official, or beats!!!!!!!
For UA-cam people saying that you are watching coming comments Daniel Patrick
2:16 1:05
Yo
Sherif Jaber
All I can here is nter
One more chance to become rapper in advance I know the rain shower thunder ahead most people think I’m better off dead but instead I look ahead never looking down I can’t let ‘em get to me now, this not a drug you can take relax and wait for the food to hit the front porch or the back this the type have you stuck on the map kings disease so cover up when you sneeze, i run through trees open leaves take a breathe cause this whole world up ahead only thing is left, id be lying if I told you I wasn’t scared to death, maybe that’s motivation, can’t enjoy the good when the pain ain’t motivating, quick game I spit flame to a ball LeBron James when I ball, when I came to the game everything evolved, can’t squeeze the world too tight it might dissolve
🔥🔥🔫🔫👍👍😍😍😊😊
All I can hear is nter
When you can’t write but can still speak 😂😂😂
2024 is Just a mess and full of shit but the early 2000s were just the best
Kendrick Lamar
bro pls get rid of the weird alien dude bro pls bruh
0:35 You mean "Don't Say A Word" by Ellie Goulding or at 0:45 with "C.R.E.A.M" by Wu-Tang Clan/"Jimmy Smith Rap" by Jimmy Smith? Sorry, but these were song samples when Boi-1da and Jordan Evans were producing the beats so they're there to stay.
Great music great sound