that's whats up, I didn't get the feature at all, usually you expect a huge name on that track, but it's cool that that's the reason
Albums Rick Ross - Rather You Than Me (Discussion Thread)
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that's whats up, I didn't get the feature at all, usually you expect a huge name on that track, but it's cool that that's the reason
Whattttttttttttttttttttttttttt good fukking shyt!!!!!Looking at the CD credits now. That's Teedra Moses on Lamborghini Doors
.I'm bout to listen again I can't believe I miss it.
Edit * it's teedra and Anthony Hamilton
.
OfTheCross
Veteran
Whattttttttttttttttttttttttttt good fukking shyt!!!!!
I'm bout to listen again I can't believe I miss it.
Edit * it's teedra and Anthony Hamilton
The singers on this album did their damn thing.
I LOVE Raphael on that first track
I'm keepin' fried fish up in my mama pan (MAMA!!!!)
Homicide detectives call yo' boy the son of Sam (MAMA!!!!)
Sa ka fet shake up the block, that's with a hundred grand (SA KA FET!!!!)
Put that voodoo on you nikkas so that gun'll jam
Faces every time
Homicide detectives call yo' boy the son of Sam (MAMA!!!!)
Sa ka fet shake up the block, that's with a hundred grand (SA KA FET!!!!)
Put that voodoo on you nikkas so that gun'll jam
Faces every time
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yeah in terms of discovery internet has ran supreme. Can't turn on BET for rap city, hits from the streets, or citas world to catch all those random videos that may not be top 10 worthy. Hell, they don't even have top 10 shows on BET these days, lol.
BK The Great
Veteran
Internet > Cable
Everything's on Netflix &Hulu these days anyways, Plus you can watch sports on your own device as well. same with the music
I'm keepin' fried fish up in my mama pan (MAMA!!!!)
Homicide detectives call yo' boy the son of Sam (MAMA!!!!)
Zaca flesh shake up the block, that's with a hundred grand (ZACA!!!!!)
Put that voodoo on you nikkas so that gun'll jam
Facts...i hit the
on the "mama" adlib
OfTheCross
Veteran
did this get posted already?
“Apple of My Eye”
Rick Ross Featuring Raphael Saadiq
“I told Meek I wouldn’t trust Nicki/Instead of beefing with your dog you just give him some distance/We all make mistakes, lets not be to specific/You rather be a killer than be statistic” – Rick Ross
“Apple of My Eye”
Rick Ross Featuring Raphael Saadiq
“Dead presidents tattooed on a nikka chest/U.S. Treasury addressing me, mad at my address/Own the biggest residential pool in the U.S/Drake and Kanye can invite every bytch they ever met/Finger fukkin’ bytches in the holy water/Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter” – Rick Ross
“Santorini Greece”
Rick Ross
“We in the last days, these racist agendas/Blatant double standards because I’m a nikka/Jesse Jackson on them people payroll (fukk him)/When you black, lips chapped cause the game cold” – Rick Ross
“Idols Become Rivals”
Rick Ross Featuring Chris Rock
“So us gettin’ money, that’s just a conversation/It’s so hard stayin’ rich and miss the confrontations/Cigars in the Oval Office, Ronald Reagan/Heard Barack Obama whisper as-salāmu ʿalaykum/Live for the moment, die for the streets/Bible on the dash, kilos on the seat” – Rick Ross
“Idols Become Rivals”
Rick Ross Featuring Chris Rock
“Rap game, so much fukk shyt done/That’s why this .45 in my Trukfit trunks/fukk a skateboard, I went and got a Wraith, boy/Catholic record labels, nikkas gettin’ raped, boy/Birdman’s a priest, moans in his synagogue/Publishin’ is a sin, repent, forgive me, Lord” – Rick Ross
“Idols Become Rivals”
Rick Ross Featuring Chris Rock
“Shootin’ dope, usin’ coke, movin’ like you the Folks/Sacrificin’ half our life for your new music cult/You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive/But was in our pockets by the time we count to five/I pray you find the kindness in your heart for WayneHis entire life, he gave you what there was to gain/I watched this whole debacle so I’m part to blame/Last request, can all producers please get paid?” – Rick Ross
“Trap Trap Trap”
Rick Ross Featuring Young Thug and Wale
“I ain’t nothin’ like them trap guys, I mean I kinda do bag dimes/I kinda never do back down, leave a nikka high via rap lines/Get a beat, leave it baptized/Mob ties, but it’s black lives/Black lives, nikka, trap lives/Gimme five on the black side” – Wale
“Dead Presidents”
Rick Ross Featuring Future, Jeezy, Yo Gotti
“fukk this Philippine p*ssy in some house shoes/I got dope money, nikka, I got war wounds/Get to the clutching on the hammer, ain’t no dance moves/I was posted on the.. stoop, hanging with my Haitians/The murder’s on the.. news, all front pages/Young nikkas catching bodies, ain’t no relations” – Future
“She On My dikk”
Rick Ross Featuring Gucci Mane
“And she just wanna make a scene, tryna join the team/And I just wanna paint her face like it’s Maybelline/Bill Belichick, I just got another ring/Bust another check and I just bought a new machine/And like the Chargers I’m about to move the team/You bought a Charger, well Gucci bought a Lamborghin'” – Gucci Mane
“Lamborghini Doors”
Rick Ross Featuring Meek Mill & Anthony Hamilton
“Nice sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist/Ice Cube lookin’ nikka, you know life a bytch/I once got no allowance, now I got the crown/I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound/Really had to see them things, this level story tellin’/Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million?” – Rick Ross
“Powers That Be”
Rick Ross Featuring Nas
“Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds/But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to/fukk ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule/Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said, ‘fukk school!’/What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me/Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene” – Rick Ross
“Powers That Be”
Rick Ross Featuring Nas
“Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage/Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion/Armée var, Son, God combined in one/Most prolific, you off point/Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun” – Nas
“Game Ain’t Based on Sympathy”
Rick Ross
“Renovating the ghettoes, moving me elsewhere/Daddy didn’t see pension they took his healthcare/Affordable housing and they fed us welfare/Showed us Tony Montana, teachers couldn’t care less/A young prince in Miami, son of a pharaoh/This is deeper than raps, I can’t run from the echoes” – Rick Ross
“Game Ain’t Based on Sympathy”
Rick Ross
“Gang violence ongoing, let’s fight our own wars/Chicago been out of hand, the city lost its soul/Funeral every weekend or either you cremated/Homie’s son, he been murdered, he didn’t seem faded/Holding guns on the gram, out of my league baby/Real killers and hitters would rather live nameless” – Rick Ross
“Scientology”
Rick Ross
“Labels, we playing chess/Nothing I’m not contested, you nikkas is stupid/Thinking Craig Kallman won’t send his shooters/They’ve been robbing for years. no fear to blow out your noodles/Looking at B.I.G. and Pac imagining all the profits/A fiend sitting at home/Picture me rolling out and no royalties in the pocket” – Rick Ross
“Lamborghini Doors”
Rick Ross Featuring Meek Mill and Anthony Hamilton
“Poverty stricken, boy you gotta be kidding/Living like we hit the lottery nikka/I been tippin’ since Scottie was Pippen, Chad was sippin’/And before I had that bag I used to bag them bytches/I’m so cocky and I’m confident/All these killers in my ambiance/Say what I want, nobody’s stopping it” – Meek Mill
“Triple Platinum”
Rick Ross Featuring Scrilla
“Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic/Told the detectives ‘fukk ’em’ and I bought a rocket missile/Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates/You not a boss until everybody at your table ate/100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money/’Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny” – Rick Ross
“Maybach Music V”
Rick Ross Featuring DeJ Loaf
“Thug passion, he’s so compassionate/MMG, yeah, that’s his acronym/Call him D-A-D-D-Y, like I’m in a bassinet/He’s in pieces, he be all up into my fashion shyt/Poppin’, rockin’, my panties, they match my slips/Been through it all; I could give a narrative/No fiction, nah, we ain’t no characters” – DeJ Loaf
“Summer Seventeen”
Rick Ross Featuring Yo Gotti
“Glass panoramic top, I don’t got no roof/Your bytch wishing on a star, I can see the moon/I can count to a million with my eyes closed/And shoot a p*ssy with that chopper while I’m blindfolded/Draco, draco, draco (draco), fitted cap a halo (halo)/Activis and Faygo, no pussies on my payroll” – Yo Gotti
“Summer Seventeen”
Rick Ross Featuring Yo Gotti
“Shots fired; you short of breathing/Barefoot, cause them kids took your Adidas/I’m keepin’ fried fish up in my mama pan/Homicide detectives call yo’ boy the son of Sam/Zaca flesh shake up the block, that’s with a hundred grand/Put that voodoo on you nikkas so that gun’ll jam” – Rick Ross
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“Apple of My Eye”
Rick Ross Featuring Raphael Saadiq
“I told Meek I wouldn’t trust Nicki/Instead of beefing with your dog you just give him some distance/We all make mistakes, lets not be to specific/You rather be a killer than be statistic” – Rick Ross
“Apple of My Eye”
Rick Ross Featuring Raphael Saadiq
“Dead presidents tattooed on a nikka chest/U.S. Treasury addressing me, mad at my address/Own the biggest residential pool in the U.S/Drake and Kanye can invite every bytch they ever met/Finger fukkin’ bytches in the holy water/Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter” – Rick Ross
“Santorini Greece”
Rick Ross
“We in the last days, these racist agendas/Blatant double standards because I’m a nikka/Jesse Jackson on them people payroll (fukk him)/When you black, lips chapped cause the game cold” – Rick Ross
“Idols Become Rivals”
Rick Ross Featuring Chris Rock
“So us gettin’ money, that’s just a conversation/It’s so hard stayin’ rich and miss the confrontations/Cigars in the Oval Office, Ronald Reagan/Heard Barack Obama whisper as-salāmu ʿalaykum/Live for the moment, die for the streets/Bible on the dash, kilos on the seat” – Rick Ross
“Idols Become Rivals”
Rick Ross Featuring Chris Rock
“Rap game, so much fukk shyt done/That’s why this .45 in my Trukfit trunks/fukk a skateboard, I went and got a Wraith, boy/Catholic record labels, nikkas gettin’ raped, boy/Birdman’s a priest, moans in his synagogue/Publishin’ is a sin, repent, forgive me, Lord” – Rick Ross
“Idols Become Rivals”
Rick Ross Featuring Chris Rock
“Shootin’ dope, usin’ coke, movin’ like you the Folks/Sacrificin’ half our life for your new music cult/You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive/But was in our pockets by the time we count to five/I pray you find the kindness in your heart for WayneHis entire life, he gave you what there was to gain/I watched this whole debacle so I’m part to blame/Last request, can all producers please get paid?” – Rick Ross
“Trap Trap Trap”
Rick Ross Featuring Young Thug and Wale
“I ain’t nothin’ like them trap guys, I mean I kinda do bag dimes/I kinda never do back down, leave a nikka high via rap lines/Get a beat, leave it baptized/Mob ties, but it’s black lives/Black lives, nikka, trap lives/Gimme five on the black side” – Wale
“Dead Presidents”
Rick Ross Featuring Future, Jeezy, Yo Gotti
“fukk this Philippine p*ssy in some house shoes/I got dope money, nikka, I got war wounds/Get to the clutching on the hammer, ain’t no dance moves/I was posted on the.. stoop, hanging with my Haitians/The murder’s on the.. news, all front pages/Young nikkas catching bodies, ain’t no relations” – Future
“She On My dikk”
Rick Ross Featuring Gucci Mane
“And she just wanna make a scene, tryna join the team/And I just wanna paint her face like it’s Maybelline/Bill Belichick, I just got another ring/Bust another check and I just bought a new machine/And like the Chargers I’m about to move the team/You bought a Charger, well Gucci bought a Lamborghin'” – Gucci Mane
“Lamborghini Doors”
Rick Ross Featuring Meek Mill & Anthony Hamilton
“Nice sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist/Ice Cube lookin’ nikka, you know life a bytch/I once got no allowance, now I got the crown/I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound/Really had to see them things, this level story tellin’/Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million?” – Rick Ross
“Powers That Be”
Rick Ross Featuring Nas
“Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds/But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to/fukk ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule/Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said, ‘fukk school!’/What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me/Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene” – Rick Ross
“Powers That Be”
Rick Ross Featuring Nas
“Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage/Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion/Armée var, Son, God combined in one/Most prolific, you off point/Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun” – Nas
“Game Ain’t Based on Sympathy”
Rick Ross
“Renovating the ghettoes, moving me elsewhere/Daddy didn’t see pension they took his healthcare/Affordable housing and they fed us welfare/Showed us Tony Montana, teachers couldn’t care less/A young prince in Miami, son of a pharaoh/This is deeper than raps, I can’t run from the echoes” – Rick Ross
“Game Ain’t Based on Sympathy”
Rick Ross
“Gang violence ongoing, let’s fight our own wars/Chicago been out of hand, the city lost its soul/Funeral every weekend or either you cremated/Homie’s son, he been murdered, he didn’t seem faded/Holding guns on the gram, out of my league baby/Real killers and hitters would rather live nameless” – Rick Ross
“Scientology”
Rick Ross
“Labels, we playing chess/Nothing I’m not contested, you nikkas is stupid/Thinking Craig Kallman won’t send his shooters/They’ve been robbing for years. no fear to blow out your noodles/Looking at B.I.G. and Pac imagining all the profits/A fiend sitting at home/Picture me rolling out and no royalties in the pocket” – Rick Ross
“Lamborghini Doors”
Rick Ross Featuring Meek Mill and Anthony Hamilton
“Poverty stricken, boy you gotta be kidding/Living like we hit the lottery nikka/I been tippin’ since Scottie was Pippen, Chad was sippin’/And before I had that bag I used to bag them bytches/I’m so cocky and I’m confident/All these killers in my ambiance/Say what I want, nobody’s stopping it” – Meek Mill
“Triple Platinum”
Rick Ross Featuring Scrilla
“Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic/Told the detectives ‘fukk ’em’ and I bought a rocket missile/Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates/You not a boss until everybody at your table ate/100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money/’Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny” – Rick Ross
“Maybach Music V”
Rick Ross Featuring DeJ Loaf
“Thug passion, he’s so compassionate/MMG, yeah, that’s his acronym/Call him D-A-D-D-Y, like I’m in a bassinet/He’s in pieces, he be all up into my fashion shyt/Poppin’, rockin’, my panties, they match my slips/Been through it all; I could give a narrative/No fiction, nah, we ain’t no characters” – DeJ Loaf
“Summer Seventeen”
Rick Ross Featuring Yo Gotti
“Glass panoramic top, I don’t got no roof/Your bytch wishing on a star, I can see the moon/I can count to a million with my eyes closed/And shoot a p*ssy with that chopper while I’m blindfolded/Draco, draco, draco (draco), fitted cap a halo (halo)/Activis and Faygo, no pussies on my payroll” – Yo Gotti
“Summer Seventeen”
Rick Ross Featuring Yo Gotti
“Shots fired; you short of breathing/Barefoot, cause them kids took your Adidas/I’m keepin’ fried fish up in my mama pan/Homicide detectives call yo’ boy the son of Sam/Zaca flesh shake up the block, that’s with a hundred grand/Put that voodoo on you nikkas so that gun’ll jam” – Rick Ross
Read More: 20 of the Best Lyrics From Rick Ross' 'Rather You Than Me' Album - XXL | 20 of the Best Lyrics From Rick Ross' 'Rather You Than Me' Album - XXL
YourMajesty
F*ck Ya Corny Debates
"You know them nikkas killers how they name ring/You know them nikkas with us how they chain swing"I'm keepin' fried fish up in my mama pan (MAMA!!!!)
Homicide detectives call yo' boy the son of Sam (MAMA!!!!)
Zaca flesh shake up the block, that's with a hundred grand (ZACA!!!!!)
Put that voodoo on you nikkas so that gun'll jam
I can't believe cats on here was saying Summer Seventeen was trash. That shyt hard as fukk
DeuceZ
Li pitit gason
this is a real good listen
Destined-2-Shine_HNIC
All Star
"See confederate flags, but I got a flag of mine, yeah yeah I got a flag of mine!.....yeah! Bang! We can do it then"
One of the best moments on the album and in hip
Hop this year.
One of the best moments on the album and in hip
Hop this year.
Larry Lambo
Superstar
Maybe she's happy like that?
Does she have a young family and doing music on the side?
There's a bunch of possibilities to be honest
They still seem to be on good enough terms to do business
She's not on MMG anymore, but may have decided to provide vocals for some $$$.
I think her and Ross are still cool. He's listed as an EP on her last album. Maybe they vibe on a musical level but the biz side didn't work out.
That shyt makes u feel mad proud n ready to go to war n shyt