El Rap es un género musical que se destaca por su ritmo sincopado y la vocalización rítmica de las letras. Originado en las comunidades afroamericanas y latinas de los Estados Unidos a principios de los años 70, el Rap ha alcanzado una amplia popularidad a nivel global en las décadas siguientes. Este género musical a menudo aborda temas sociales y políticos, y ha servido como una poderosa forma de expresión para las minorías y comunidades marginadas. A lo largo del tiempo, el Rap ha evolucionado y ha dado lugar a numerosos subgéneros, incluyendo el gangsta rap, el conscious rap y el mumble rap, entre otros. Además, el Rap ha influido en otros géneros musicales como el R&B, el rock y la música electrónica.
Cameron Jibril Thomaz (8 de septiembre, 1987), más conocido como Wiz Khalifa, es un rapero de Estados Unidos nacido en Pittsburgh, Pensilvania. Realizó su debut con el album Show and Prove, en 2006, lo que le llevó a firmar por la Warner Bros. Wiz Khalifa lanzó su segundo álbum Deal or No Deal, en Noviembre de 2009. Su nuevo álbum, Rolling Papers, fue lanzado el 29 de marzo de 2011 bajo el sello Atlantic Records. Tras las exitosas ventas de este último, el 4 de Diciembre de 2012 lanzó a la venta el que hasta ahora es su ultimo disco O.N.I.F.C. (Only Niggas In First Class) también bajo la firma de Atlantic Records. A la espera de la fecha de lanzamiento oficial, Cameron lanzará próximamente su nuevo disco llamado Blacc Hollywood en el presente año de nuevo bajo el sello de Atlantic Records.
I looked in the mirror today
And seen the realest nigga i ever met in my life (laugh)
I done smoked weed where they said i can't
Got rich when they said i can't
Got high and got on the plane
And brought all my niggas when they said i can't
Went shopping places they said i can't
Bought some shit that they said i can't
Jumped on the road and did all them shows
Cause i was poppin' places they said i ain't
Went hard in places they said i can't
Promoters call and try and set up dates
Bought the car with that yellow paint
Go to parties now and they set up drinks
And it's first class so i'm private plane
Nudie jeans with my get up mane!
Rollin' papers and mary j
I made eleven mil and i'm still the same
What's with all these niggas and they feelings man
All of this and i'm still the man
Thought of this when i was just a fan
But all this money wasn't in the plan
Now it's all about them benjamins
Ballin' hard and you in the stands
All this money i'm a business man
Out of all these niggas i'm the realest man
Out of all these niggas, they callin' me the realest
Started underneath the floor, now my money through the ceiling
Always staying on my grind, turned nothing to a million
Used to just tryna live, now a nigga make a killin'
Gold rollie on my arm, ten rings like a don
Cuban links in my chain, zigzag on my charm
Champagne on ice, good weed in the jar
Everything armans, chanel seats in the car
When you all know; them fuck niggas start hatin'
Talkin' bout what they gon' do but i'm waitin'
When you getting rich they doubt you
Shout out my gang and my brother will cause i couldn't do this without you
For real!
Eighteen racks i paid it though
To send them goons straight to ya door
To show you niggas what's real
And let you meet that .44
Run your mouth you in the trunk
Glock to your head nowhere to run
Catch you niggas when you by yourself
We gon' hit you niggas with a hundred drums
Both low no bad bitch
Good drink i'm famished
Bank account outlandish
Big wrist stay sittin' on lamb bitch
Niggas out there tryna test me
I put the ak where his chest be
Don't fight with hoes, don't fight with niggas
No security bitch so don't test me
Double cup full i be sippin' up
My niggas man real criminals
If a nigga find you they gon' hit ya up
With a bin laden chopping the switcher up
All these hoes be jockin' tryna get with us
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Your niggas get murked your niggas in jail
My team gettin' money stay full of drugs