Jay-Z Ft. Kanye West - Hate Lyrics N Video

Jay-Z - Hate Lyrics and Video

[Jay-Z]
Haters,
Haters,
These n-ggas haters, and I made myself so easy to love,

[Kanye West]
Yeh, yeh
How much they hate it? very!
Kiss girls like Katy Perry,
I am never sprung but I Springer Jerry,
Don’t try this at home,
Results may vary,
King like T.i But in the Chi, Larry,

[Jay-Z]
Hoover, Hova,
Both are American Gangsters,
You choose whose colder,
Rappers get nasty in the booth but im gross so I can’t even stomach myself, ulcer!
More realer cos I’m closer,
Had girlies in girdles wearing more than they supposed ta,
Poser, no sir,
My hustle, so Russell,
I stretch work, Yoga,
You know i got it down dog, Al Roker,
I used to knock pounds off,
It ain’t nothing for me to knock nouns off,
at these MC’s praying for my downfall,
They just haters, I wave at you,
I’m so player,
I’ll never be done, I’m so rare,

[Kanye West]
We killing the game, its not fair,
You muthaf-ckers stay right there,
cos we too high up in the air,
we blasting off just like a laser,
n-gga, pee-une, pee-une, pee-une
gimme back, gimme room room room,
DB9 like vroom vroom vroom,
Youing Hov what we doin doin doin?


[Jay-Z]
We ballin b-tches,
Eating ya food leaving dishes,
Why these n-ggas always talking Lear talk Ye?
Why I never see em at the clear port Ye?
Why I always hear they at the Airport?
Why i fly daily like i’m in the Airforce?
Therefore, please stop talking my ears off,
millionnaire talk,
You haters, you mad at me cos y’all paper,
need to get his muthaf-cking weight up,
Hold up,
wait up, I ain’t done,
name one thing that I ain’t done,
it hurts when you say that I aint the one,
You haters,
How do i gain your favor?
i need to know cause i care,
i need you to love me i swear-ah,
Look here-ah, see Ye is running the Chi like Gale Sayers,
Im running New York, i got the Mayor on my pager,
you can’t fade us, you haters,
i need you, stay back, i breathe you,
like air-ah, air-ah, air-ah,
yeah yeah yeah yeah-a
yeah yeah yeah yeah-a
where are my haters, i love all my haters
love all my haters, I love all my haters,
uh uh uh, haters,
hater hater

Jay-Z, Buno, The Edge, Rihanna - Stranded (Haiti Mon Amour) Lyrics N Video

Jay-Z, Buno, Rihanna, The Edge - Stranded (Haiti Mon Amour) Lyrics and Video

[Jay-Z - Chorus]
When the sky falls and the Earth quakes
We gon put this back together
We won’t break
[repeat]

[Jay-Z]
Sa Pa Sé, my Port-Au-Princes
my Haitian Gods and all of my Princesses
Our condolences as you fightin’ against this
we’re right by your side as we tryin’ to make sense of this
heavenly father help us see through these problems
and for those that left, accept them into your garden
so here’s my theory, the country’s already starvin’
so we sacrificed many to shed light on all of them
God please pardon, I speak from the heart
its the only way I see this tragedy befall on them
so lets get involved with them, hand to hand with them
arm to arm with them til they get strong again,
When the sky falls…

(Rihanna and Bono – hook)
Can’t wait until tomorrow
Haiti, Mon Amour
Haiti, Mon Amour
Not gonna leave you stranded, alone, alone
oh no


[Chorus]

[Jay-Z Verse 2]
Learn from the past, New Orleans was flooded
So we know we just can’t rely on the government
We under the rubble again, here we go rumbling when
When we gon catch a break, my friend lost his mother and then
And then, Carline lost her uncles and them
Buried with no caskets, they just put covers on them
And the tears fall, and we fight back
Story ain’t done, it can’t end like that
Nah not like this, tomorrow’s survivors gonna carry on your name
You live on inside us, your memory’s alive with us
You inspired us, to rebuild this country, you just guide us

[Hook]
[Bono]
It’s not the angels that are on their way
its not the bells of Santa Trinite
the people waiting, position vacant(?)
for hands to help, not just to pray

[Hook]

[French singing]
Haïti va s’élever
Tu vas te relever
Nous nous éléverons
Ensemble ensemble ensemble

(not gonna leave you stranded…)

[Jay-Z]
we gon put this back together we wont break
we gon put this back together we wont break
we gon put this back together we wont break
we gon put this back together we wont break

Jay-Z Ft. Red Handed - Chubby Chub 7.13 Freestyle Lyrics

Jay-Z Ft. Red Handed - Chubby Chub 7.13 Freestyle Lyrics


yeah, one two winner!
my name is the red head and i got the chubby chub attitude,
you’re ready, baby?
it goes bang, bang, boom, bang, boom
shit, give me room, i’ll meet you in a f-cking tomb,
niggers said i’m… i’m exhausted, …
niggers just get off it!
cause i never fall…
and we roll deep, so don’t sleep ….
… come it’s nothing wrong,
you might know me….
man, i can’t write, don’t care who rap next,
..so don’t…
i’ve beaten so many niggers, charged for brutality.
ride from jersey to the bronx cause i’m…
on the real my shit is in here,
cause i’ve been here,
my lyrics is tighter and then swim wear,
hang it up like a receptionist,
cause you’re out of your f-cking mind
if you think you can step to this
you nigger ….so play the picture… just call it off!
i ain’t copying no…, and i ain’t copying no…
this shit is for real!

when i hit him in the head,
you know my lyrics is…
you should…
so even if you think to get…
..i’m not for… brooklyn zone,
…but i’m back!
..break loose, i’m rolling,
i’ll bet you’re the next two, don’t beta the news, shit!
make your mother f-cking move, cause time is…
…make a noise like a car…
…from the project.
..the red head is back in town,
mother f-cker.. i’m going to mother f-cker’s ear!
..the nigger with the flavor g,
you get smoked in a battle trying to…
you go home saying…
cause i’m the man who don’t give a damn,
my name is.. oh, man, you know who i am!
so make room in your mind for the mother f-cker brother, man!
take it back to brooklyn!

Jay-Z - Momma Loves Me (This Lifetime Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Maxwell)

Jay-Z - Momma Loves Me (This Lifetime Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Maxwell)

Can't do this all, no use in helping, you would come rescue me,

Somehow your love will set me free

Now, I can let my life pass me by, can't get loving

Right, work it out this hard time, it all got me stop

Let my life pass me by, can't get loving,

Right, work it all out this hard time, it all got me stop

Uhh uhh uhh, feel me now, listen

Momma loved me, pop left me

Mickey fed me, Annie dressed me

Eric fought me, made me tougher

Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah

Marcy raised me and whether right or wrong

Streets gave me all I write in the song

Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers

Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up

East Trenton grew me, had me skippin school

Valencia's boyfriend Vovo had me makin moves

Momma raised me, pop I miss you

God help me forgive him I got some issues

Mickey cleaned my ears, Annie shampooed my hair

Erica was fly – shit, I used to steal his gear

I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong

Yeah it's goin past fast – let's move along

Kitchen table – that's where I honed my skills

Jaz made me believe the shit was real

Labels turned me down, couldn't foresee

Clark sought me out, Dame believed

Primo laced me, Ski did too

“Reasonable doubt” - classic, shoulda went triple

Momma loved me, pop left me

Grandma dressed me, plus she fed me

banana puddin, what's in the hood then

Puffin on L's, drinkin pink champelle

Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. Spot

Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggaz, V.A.'s locked

Biggs fucked with a nigga, whassup Hoff'?

B-High hated the fact I put rap to the black

Money pourin in, clientele growing now

Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down

October 21st, Lavelle came to the world

Followed by three more boys and then a baby girl

Momma loved me, T.T. Uncle Jay

loves you to death won't let no trouble come your way

Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland

He's gone 'til November, how can I not remember?

Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra

And your son too – there's nothin I won't do

Unless you was me, how could you judge me?

I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me

Police pursued me, chased cuffed and subdued me

Talked to me rudely; cause I'm young rich and I'm black

and live in a movie, not living by rules

New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews

Bleek you're still with me – nigga what did I say?

The time is comin, you're one hit away

Beans I ain't trying to change you – just give you some game

yo make the transition, from the street to the fame

My momma loves me …

Now, I can let my life pass me by, can't get loving

Right, work it out this hard time, it all got me stop

Let my life pass me by, can't get loving,

Right, work it all out this hard time, it all got me stop.

Kanye West, Jay-Z - Thats My Bitch Lyrics and Video

Kanye West & Jay-Z - That's My Bitch Lyrics

[Kanye West]
Hello, can I speak to a, a, yeah you know who you are
look, you had no idea what ya dealing with
something on some of this realest sh-t
something, something
yeah. thats my b-tch

thats my bitch
sh-shorty right there
thats my bitch
thats my bitch

[Chorus - Elly Jackson]
I’ve been waiting for a long long time
just to get off and throw my hands up high
and live my life
and live my life
just to get off and throw my hands up high

[Kanye West]
I paid for them titties, get your own
it aint safe in the city, watch the throne
you say I care more about them basquion’s, basquiats
she learning a new word, its yacht
blew the World up as soon as I hit the club with her
Too Short called, told me “I fell in love with her”
seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers
and some lesbians that never loved n-ggas
twisted love story True Romance
Mary Magdalene from a pole dance
I’m a freak huh, rock star life
the second girl with us, thats our wife
hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle
who’s the new old perv thats tryna play second fiddle
no disrespect, I’m not tryna belittle
but my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle

[Chorus - Elly Jackson]
I’ve been waiting for a long long time
just to get off and throw my hands up high
and live my life
and live my life
just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high

Silly little vixen, mixes ’til morning
Not swerving, oh, yeah
Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
Stop motion, ooh, yeah


[Jay-Z]
Go harder than a n-gga for a n-gga go figure
told me “keep my own money” if we ever did split up
how can somethin’ so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
with jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers
uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her
thats right n-gga Mona Lisa can’t fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, she’s quite nice
but why all the pretty icons always all white
back to my Beyonces
you deserve 3 stacks for the Andre
call Larry Gagosian, you belong in museums
you belong in Vintage clothes watching the whole building
you belong with n-ggas who used to be known for dope dealing
you too dope for any of those civilians
now shoot trigga, stop looking at her tits
get ya own dog, ya heard
thats my bitch

[Chorus]
I’ve been waiting for a long long time
just to get off and throw my hands up high
and live my life
and live my life
just to get off and throw my hands up high

Silly little vixen, mixes ’til morning
Not swerving, oh, yeah
Swear you never strolled on a bottle of that potion
Stop motion, ooh, yeah

[Kanye West]
You have no idea what you’re dealing with
Something on some of this realest sh-t
Pop some nines, so I give you the Fifth
Something, something, yeah

That’s my bitch, That’s my bitch
Sh-shorty right there? That’s my bitch
That’s my bitch

Kanye West, Jay-Z, Nicki Minaj - Monster Lyrics and Video Rick Ross, Bon Iver

Nicki Minaj - Check It Out Lyrics

[Bon Iver]
I shoot the lights out
Hide til its bright out
Whoa, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?

[Rick Ross]
Bitch I’m a monster no good blood sucker
fat muthaf-cker now look who’s in trouble
as you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West sample, here’s one for example

[Kanye West - Chorus]
Gossip gossip
n-ggas just stop it
everybody know (I’m a muthaf-cking monster)
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
profit profit, n-gga I got it
everybody know I’m a muthaf-cking monster
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the concert
I’ma need to see your f-cking hands at the ….

The best living or dead hands down huh?
less talk more head right now huh?
and my eyes more red than the devil is
and I’m bout to take it to another level bitch
there you go again, aint nobody as cold as this
do the rap and the track triple double no assist
but my only focus is staying on some bogus sh-t
argue with my older bitch acting like I owe her sh-t
I heard the people sayin raps are gettin trap mayne
bought the chain that always give me back pain
f-ckin up my money so yeh I had to act sane
Chi n-gga but these hoes love my accent
she came up to me and said this the number 2
if you wanna make it number one your number 2 now
this that goose an’ malibu I call it Malibooya
God damn Yeezy How I hit em with the new style
know that muthaf-cker well, what you gon do now
whatever ever I wanna do, gosh its cool now
nah gonna do, uhh its a new now
think yo muthaf-cker really reall need to cool down
cause you will never get on top off this
so mommy best advice is to get on top of this
have you ever had sex with a pharoah
I put the p-ssy in a sarcophagus
now she claiming I bruise her esophagus
head of the class and she just want a swallowship
I’m living the future so the presence is my past
my presence is a present kiss my ass

[Kanye West - Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
Sasquatch, Godzilla, King Kong
Lochness, Goblin, Ghoul, a zombie with no conscience
question what do all these things have in common
everybody knows I’m a muthaf-cking monster
conquer, stomp ya, stop your silly nonsense
none of you n-ggas know where the swamp is
none of you n-ggas have seen the carnage that I’ve seen
I still here fiends scream in my dream
murder murder in black convertibles
I kill a block I murder avenues
rape and pillage a village, women and children
everybody wanna know what my achilles heel is
LOVE I dont get enough of it
all I get is these vampires and blood suckers
all I see is these n-ggas I’ve made millionnaires
milling about, spilling there feelings in the air (shot at Beanie?)
all I see is these fake f-cks with no fangs
tryna draw blood with my ice cold veins
I smell a massacre
seems to be the only way to back you bastards up


[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj]
Pull up in the monster
automobile gangster
with a bad b-tch that came from Sri Lanka
yeah I’m in that Tonka, colour of Willy Wonka
you could be the King but watch the Queen conquer
ok first things first I’ll eat your brains
then I’mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs
cause that’s what a muthaf-cking monster do
hairdresser from Milan, thats the monster do
monster Giuseppe heel that’s the monster shoe
Young Money is the roster and the monster crew
and I’m all up all up all up in the bank with the funny face
and if I’m fake I aint notice cause my money aint
let me get this straight wait I’m the rookie
but my features and my shows ten times your pay?
50k for a verse, no album out!
yeah my money’s so tall that my barbie’s gotta climb it
hotter than a middle eastern climate
find it Tony Matterhorn dutty wine it
while it, nicki on them titties when I sign it
how these n-ggas so one-track minded
but really really I don’t give a F-U-C-K
forget barbie f-ck nicki she’s fake
she’s on a diet but my pockets eating cheese cake
and I’ll say bride of Chucky is Child’s play
just killed another career it’s a mild day
besides ‘Ye they can’t stand besides me
I think me, you and Am [Amber Rose] should menage friday
pink wig thick ass give em whip lash
I think big get cash make em blink fast
now look at what you just saw I think this is what you live for
aaaahhh, I’m a muthaf-cking monster!

[Bon Iver]
I-I crossed the line-line
and I’ll-I’ll let God decide-cide
I-I wouldn’t last these shows
so I-I am headed home
(repeated)

Kanye West, Jay-Z - Power Remix Lyrics and Video

Kanye West Ft Jay-Z - Power Lyrics

[Jay-Z]
Is this thing on?
Oh, I thought they silenced us, Ye
Power to the people

We livin’ in that 31st century, futuristic fly sh-t
The penthouse is the projects and everybody flies private
New watch, know what time it is, watch us (You see us)
They can’t stop us, prophets, beyotches

[Kanye West]
No one man should have all that power (Yeah)
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours (Yeah)
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
(No one man should have all that power)

[Jay-Z]
Rumble, young man, rumble
Life is a trip, so sometimes, we gon’ stumble
You gotta go through pain in order to become you
But once the world numbs you, you’ll feel like it’s only one you
Now you got the power to do anything you want to
Until you ask yourself, “Is this what it’s all come to?”
Lookin’ at life through sunglasses and a sunroof
But do you have the power to get out from up under you
F-ck Rollies, labels, f-ck what everybody wants from you
They tryna Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle
To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer sh-t
In search of the truth, even if it goes through Taylor Swift
Tell her this

No one man should have all that power
(Power-power-power-power-power)
And then they
And then they
And then they
And then they
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[Kanye West]
Now when I walk in, everybody do the “Power” clap
Clap, clap, clap
Fresh for the club, I just took a half an hour nap
Clap, clap, clap
I seen people go crazy on the whole world, an hour lap
Clap, clap, clap
My socket was out the plug, now it’s time to get the power back
Clap, clap
I seen people abuse power, use power, misuse and then lose power
Power to the people at last, it’s a new hour
Now we all ain’t gon’ be American Idols
But you can least grab a camera, shoot a viral
Huh? Take the power in your own hands
I’m a grown man, doin’ my grown dance
I don’t stop until I see the end, my vision clear, bitch
I’m on my Van Gogh, I don’t hear sh-t

[Chorus]
No one man should have all that power
The clock’s tickin’, I just count the hours
Stop trippin’, I’m trippin’ off the power
‘Til then, f-ck that, the world’s ours

And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say
And then they say

Now everything I’m rhymin’ on cause a Ramadan

Been a don, prayin’ for the families lost in the storm
Bring our troops back from Iraq, keep our troops out of Iran
So the next couple bars, I’ma drop them in Islam
They say assalamu alaikum, say wa alaikum asalaam
That’s no Oscar Mayer bacon, you should run and tell your moms
Now the question is, how we gon’ stop the next Vietnam?
Keep Flex out of Korea, ’cause you know he drop bombs


[Swizz Beatz]
Showtime!
Hey, yo, Yeezy, stop playin’ with these people, man
They want see you act all crazy in this muf-cka, man
Take that jacket off and go crazy on them niggas, man
You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?

[Kanye West]
What do it mean to be the boss?
It mean second place is the first one who lost
The crucifixion, the being nailed to the cross
Truth or fiction, it’s a hell of a cost, do the dishes
I’m ’bout to hit that Jeff Gordon
Michael Jordan, the only one more important
But I be feelin’ like Jordan when I’m recordin’
‘Cause every time I record, I duck to slap the boards
I don’t know what these rappers gon’ do after wars
Prolly spaz like I might do at the awards
Huh, I got the whole crowd goin’ crazy
Homie, I should be rewarded
Gettin’ money, Yeezy, Yeezy, how you do it, huh?
Eatin’ Wheaties, drinkin’ Fiji, bein’ greedy, huh?
Don’t even think you can allude to the rumors
I’m immune to the booze, I’m a prude to you losers
It’s all in time, my nigga
See, I dreamed my whole life that I could rhyme with Jigga
Now Jay my big brother and Bey my lil sister
And excuse me, but, you can’t see my lil sister
Number one sound across the board, hey
Number one now and forevermore, hey
Number one rule is n-ggas don’t hate

Maybe I’ll drop the album, nah, all y’all gotta wait
And on the ‘Net they showin’ pictures of my Cali place
My Maybach in NY, but it still got the Cali plates
All my old girls know that I’m the one that got away
I think about at Christmas, and play some Donny Hathaway
And keep my bulletproof hater coat on
Lookin’ at some photos that I’m lookin’ crazy dope on
Hand up, talkin’ sh-t, yeah, I get my Pope on
And go home wit something to poke on
That’s what Dre said, but this what ‘Ye said
How ‘Ye doin’? Who ‘Ye screwin’?
That’s for my dick to know, before you get to know em
She ain’t give you ass? That pussy fictional
I gotta give her the eviction note
‘Tis “Get yo’ ass out, bitch, vamonos”
Five seconds to the song, and we gettin’ close
I got the power, muf-cka, if you didn’t know

[Swizz]
Chill, chill, chill, chill, man
Chill, ‘Ye, chill
Sh-t’s burnt up already
It’s over

Jay-Z - Ultra Lyrics N Video Ft. Swizz Beatz

Jay-Z - Ultra Lyrics and Video

[Jay-Z]
Yeah, yeah, it’s what you want huh?
yeah, Talk that sh-t n-gga
uhh, uhh

[Swizz Beatz]
Ultra ultra ultra
You are ultra ultra ultra ultra

Ultra, Ultra hova

[Jay-Z - Verse 1]
Roc my ultra ways
producing (?) of Ace came from ultraglades
celebrating surviving where the vultures pray
with a couple uber models in my ultra bay
my clique realer we get fresher
Balmain jackets with Owen leathers
my chick hotter skip Prada, Balenciaga
my fames a monster ladies go Gaga
From MC ultra ultra
from the mighty ROC nation La Costra Nostra
wait gangsta our guns is legal so
we don’t even care if you run to the people, oooh
the same lawyer got Diddy off
duplicates(?) the same way I get rid of y’all
ugh, f-ck the DA the mayor know me
the big guy in D.C. got a favor for me

[Swizz Beatz - Chorus]
We are
ultra ultra ultra ultra
ultra ultra ultra ultra
I am
ultra ultra ultra ultra
ultra ultra ultra ultra
You are
ultra ultra ultra ultra
ultra ultra ultra ultra

[Jay-Z - Verse 2]
I’m ultra hot, mixing the pineapple with coconut Ciroc
Ughh, a white party for white bitches
fly haircuts and dyke bitches
Last train to Paris first stop is Harrods
you don’t need no baggage
ugh I go ultra hard
there’s no max on that matt black ultra card
no limit keep spending got no regard
Me and hov two yachts playing bumper cars
ugh, throw the money in the ocean like f-ck it ughh,
throw the linen on in the right bucket ughhh,
err I’m on that fly n-gga sh-t
last thing they shoulda did is let a n-gga get rich
you know I’m gon’ go too far
all these diamonds in my damn chain oh my God

[Chorus]

Jay-Z - Maybach Music 2 Lyrics & Video

Jay-Z - Maybach Music 2 Lyrics and Video

[T-Pain - Chorus]
Realest sh-t I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie, I’ma make it back
Can you beleive that, Woah you gotta see

[Jay-Z]
Smell like summertime to me (what is this)
first one to cop, I’m the Maybach music
first one in the coupe I’m on my third 6 deuce
white guts, black Benz
I call that b-tch affirmative action
Oreo, The Obama, curtains drawn they can’t see me Osama
cashmere throws thats a splash of class
S.C initials on the Tiffany glass
I guess on the inital Maybach
I was way too official they didn’t call Jay back
I’m just a bully I apologise
and if you woulda asked I probably woulda lied
this better no pressure
as my mind reclines on white leathers
I think back to my first Maybach
baby blue sides I call it my simulac
6 deuce everytime
I never had the Heinz 57 can’t catch up to mines
no diss to Ricky this his song
but everybody know that this the sh-t I’ve been on
no fives no four point O’s
so no partitions a no no for Hov
I’m just a top draw n-gga penthouse everytime
I’m a top floor n-gga
as I drift off further chauffer serves the city
observers oooh’s and ahhh’s they know who’s inside
though I never touch the wheel I won’t lose my drive
ooohs and ahhh’s they know who’s inside
on the factory shoes I won’t lose my stride
(this is Maybach)

[T-Pain - Chorus]
Realest sh-t I ever wrote, chillin in my Maybach
Whatever I send out, homie, I’ma make it back
Can you beleive that, Woah you gotta see