Young Thug

 
 F#m  
 
[Intro] 
Wheezy Outta Here 
 
[Verse 1: Young Thug] 
My Career About To Blast Like Bubbly 
I'm Not Waitin' For Her To Say She Love Me 
I Can Tell She'll F**k Any Man, Trust Me 
I Got  A Ten-Year-Old Mink Still Ain't Fuzzy 
Three-Twenty-Five On The Dashboard 
Riding In The Porsche, Rockin' Tom Ford 
I Ball At Barneys, New Christian Dior 
I Took The Jet To The New York Store 
She Lick While I'm Drivin', I'm Stainin' The Floor 
I Took It Off Track, Now I'm Riding In Sport (Yeah!) 
You Stay In Your Feelings, You Never My Boy 
I Can't Come To The Hood, I Pull     A Decoy 
Another Body Drop, And They Screamin' My Name 
I'm Going To LA On  A Private Plane 
Could Never Come Back And My Family Straight (Grrah) 
Untouchable, Know, I'm Too Rich And Too Paid 
Skeleton Cartier, Black Diamonds Face 
Pull Up Too Deep Like   A F**king Parade 
Old Jealous- A** N*g**s Tryna F**k Up My Pay (Ha) 
Blast Off, Rolls Royce Cullinan Rain (Broke N*g**s) 
I Put Baguettes In My Wrist And My Neck 
And My Ears And My Mother-f**ker Chains (Chains) 
This Drip Out The Trenches, I Know You Gone Dig It 
I Come Through This Mother-f**ker Plain (Woah!) 
I Cut Up My Wrist, Soakin' Wet (Yeah!) 
And Coachella Keep Callin', They Won't See The Face 
I Took Her To China And Changed Up Her Climate 
And Now She Ain't Talking The Same (Woah! Yeah!) 
 
[Verse 2: Travis Scott] 
Five Nights Up, Still Popping And Ragin' 
And The SVR Still Looking Deranged (Yeah!) 
I Want Her, She Wanted The Same 
And Them Both, Same Time, Both Glad That They Came 
(It's Lit) 
Keep Me A Vibe, But Can't Keep It Contained 
Know I Keep Me Some Dawgs, Always Keep Them In Training (Oh!) 
Tat' A Logo On The Back Of My Brain 
Don't Ask Me What The F**k   Am I Thinking 
Back Of These Walls, I'm Full Of That Drank 
Eric Came Through With  A Little Entertainment (It's Lit) 
829, Got Her Looking Like Space 
Houston It's   A Problem When We Bust In Her Face And S**t 
I Came With The Snakes No Squids (Straight Up) 
I Broke Out The Game With   A 456 
She Loving The Fest', I See It 
She Loving The Fest' (Straight Up, Straight Up) 
Yeah! I Sit On Her Face, And I'm Loving That Body 
And Lacin', I Love You, Lil' Spider And Drake 
Yeah! I Know You Got Taste, If You Love You Some 
Take Shots With Me 
If I Love You 
I'll Drop You A Pin To A Time And A Place (Wait) 
 
[Verse 3: Drake] 
YSL'll Put   A N*g** Six Feet 
I Ain't Begging When I Tell  A B***h, Please 
Me And Lil' Thugger On Fleek 
Now That Lil' Ho Wanna Meet, Aye! 
What, What, What, What? 
F**k Her On Beat 
OVO Life Not Cheap 
I'm A Young Boy Too T'd 
Wire Just Hit My Account, Never Seen That Amount 
Oh! God, I'm Geeked 
Been On The Charts For Five Hundred Weeks 
So Somebody Love When I Speak 
Doing This S**t Just To Show We Get Down In The 6ix 
Man, It's Bigger Than Me 
Texas Rent So Big, That S**t Is Perfect For The Dippin' 
I Don't Care How Wet I Get Her, She Won't Catch Me S... 
Three-Twenty-Five On The Dashboard 
Ride In The Porsche, Rockin' Tom Ford 
Rockin' Her Bed And The Headboard 
What, What, What, What? 
Buyin' Out Louis And Christian Dior 
I Took The Jet To The New York Store 
Park At The Regular Airport 
You Stay In Your Feelings, Was Never My Boy 


Рекомендуемый бой: Восьмерка  
for easy: "-3" 
 
whole song: D# Cm Gm A#  
 
[Intro: Young Thug] 
Yeah 
Ayy 
Listen 
 
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Mac Miller] 
D# 
S-N-double-O-P, I'm a dizzog 
      Cm 
Shit, he was talking brazy, I ain't lie, I knocked the nigga off 
    Gm 
I ain't tryna give him a chance to kill me or take the stand on me 
A# 
He know I just had a hundred thousand Ps Saran'd on me 
 
I had to hand out all the rooms so she can't say I molested 
I tried to take back all the watches, rings, and the necklaces 
She said I'm takin' full advantage 'cause I'm never stressin' 
'Cause I had feelings for this girl that barely owned a residence 
Don't get me wrong 'cause it ain't nothing 'bout they money, nigga 
I meant to tell you, since a kid, I been gettin' my own figures 
I was bringin' in the racks and she was steady shopping 
I'm talking big bills, all colors, nigga, Monopoly 
I ain't trippin', bitch, I'm sharper than a damn machete 
Super different, I even stood out on my own partners 
Since a kid, I been a dresser, Thousand Island 
I was shittin', my diamonds green, pissy porta-potty, woah (Yeah) 
 
[Verse 2: Mac Miller] 
Bitch talk to me while I'm sleepin', yeah, yeah 
Swimmin' in the linen like deep-end, yeah, yeah 
All I ever needed was a alibi, yeah, yeah 
I don't need a motherfucking reason, yeah 
Out of mind, so I keep a pizzy 
Everything a hundred, I don't ever leave a fifty, yeah 
Did my own half-time, if I was simple 
What the fuck you think I'm rich for? 
Why you think I'm always talking shit with my hand on my dick? 
In the crib, these bitches turned it to a strip show 
It's what it is, though 
Yeah, yeah, it's what it is, though, yeah, woah 
Leave me alone, take your ass home 
If it ain't another million, I ain't pickin' up the phone 
Phony motherfuckers always sittin' on a throne 
All I want's some pussy, baby, give a dog a bone, yeah, yeah 
I don't need a lot, but I got a lot 
I don't need a lot, but I got a lot, yeah 
Two hundred for the whip in the parking lot 
Everything cuttin', turn this shit into a barbershop 
Swear I'm always shinin', couldn't tell you if it's dark or not 
Just a couple things I thought about, yeah, yeah 


Рекомендуемый бой: Клубный  
whole song: Gm Dm  
 
[Chorus] 
Show me that I'm done 
I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah 
Ain't no more reminiscin' 
Ain't no more judgin', no intuition 
Tell me why I'm livin' 
Why  Am I remaining here? 
I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen 
I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling 
 
[Verse 1] 
Gm 
Drop a body and you wouldn't have to pay for lunch 
Dm 
I told my dawg I'm ridin' whether he right or wrong 
Gm 
I done got big, they record my life through a drone 
Dm 
I told my bitch to stay behind me, I'm in my zone 
 
She like, "How the fuck you ain't never wrote a song?" 
Same reason your fine ass ain't never wore a thong 
You ain't ridin' for life, then I'd just rather ride alone 
Bought you a spot, now you don't ever gotta go 
Yeah, I told my nigga I'ma drop the jewels on him 
You gotta   Go through this shit here with your heart, you can't snooze on it 
It's bad, you better get rid of it or lose on it 
I know you heard that old saying about bad fruit, homie, huh 
If you can't beat 'em, knock it out 'em, whew 
If you gon' kill 'em, better not be sloppy 
I told my daughter, "Keep one in the head," she ain't gotta cock it 
I told my son if he wanted to live, he might catch a body 
I told my son he ain't a cheerleader, but he might gotta catch a body 
His driver named Joe, but he still can't      Do it sloppy 
I just hopped up out that Ghost, I been drivin' a dead body 
I ain't really into nothin', but I spend it like a hobby 
I was locked inside the trap, didn't think about it, but I got out it 
Now my cars and clothes exotic 
I ain't 6ix9ine, but two hoes with me right now, you can call me Shotti 
I been droppin' all my vic's and now the FBI won't stop me 
Got this shit on fire like a Taki, nigga, woah, woah 
 
[Chorus] 
Show me that I'm done 
I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah 
Ain't no more reminiscin' 
Ain't no more judgin', no intuition 
Tell me why I'm livin' 
Why  Am I remaining here? 
I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen 
I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling 
 
[Verse 2] 
Yeah, they complimentin' my new Rolls-Royce 
TV in the front of that motherfucker like a tour bus 
Spirit of ecstasy got me feelin' so blessed, you see 
I told my bitch I was 'bout to      Go shoot up Trestletree 
Half a million dollars on my dawgs and all my cars 
Couple millions to my mama and my pa 
Got the sniper on the roof for niggas tryna act hard 
I just bought a brand new coupe and it's a black Jaguar 
Matte black, old Trans Am, thank you, ma'am 
We gon' make us a porn star video, new cam 
I came up just watchin' my pop gamble my food stamps 
I just cause cramps, I don't   Go back and forth with tramps 
Baby, we stamped, just for that, I'ma call you "Ma'am" 
Got the T-Rex, I just gave my daddy the Cam 
I got the sheets wet 
Pick that lil' bitch up, then I slam her like I'm from D-X 
Then I fold her up like a clam, yeah 
It was dark, then I came to the light 
I was poor, now my doors suicide 
I don't know how to make it right, right 
Bought four Birkins for you, keep it light, light 
I don't care about you leavin' me 
I got no time to try to make it right 
I just hope you find another life 
Won't pick you up if you ever fall, right? (Woah, woah, woah) 
 
[Chorus] 
Show me that I'm done 
I'm finished here, but still no fear, yeah 
Ain't no more reminiscin' 
Ain't no more judgin', no intuition 
Tell me why I'm livin' 
Why  Am I remaining here? 
I was smokin' 'Scotti, but not Pippen 
I taught my son how to stack that shit to the ceiling 


Рекомендуемый бой: Восьмерка  
for easy: "+1" 
 
whole song: G#m F# E B  
 
[Chorus] 
 G#m                             F# 
I fucked her the first night and then I never called again 
     E                              B 
Next time lil' shawty seen me, I was ridin' with her friend 
G#m                        F# 
This alligator Kelly, not the Stacy, please 
   E                    B 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 
[Post-Chorus] 
  G#m                   F# 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 E                        B 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
  G#m                   F# 
Hopped out the Lamborghini and she ate me 
  E                       B 
All this water on my sleeve, I need a jet ski (Yes, sir) 
 
[Verse 1] 
G#m                    F# 
Hopped off a Delta to a private jet (Hopped off) 
  E                    B 
Hopped out, Beretta, then I shot his neck (Grrah) 
 
Green face AP, I'm 'bout to call it Shrek (Green, green) 
Throw me a baddie and I caught the catch (Go) 
How you don't hate the game and hate me? (Me) 
Lot of flaw and misconceptions what it be (Yeah) 
I done came back from the dust, wipe off the leaves (Yeah) 
I don't want none of these sluts from off the streets 
 
[Chorus] 
I fucked her the first night and then I never called again 
Next time lil' shawty seen me, I was ridin' with her friend 
This alligator Kelly, not the Stacy, please 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 
[Post-Chorus] 
This baby blue Rolls-Royce done made lil' shawty drop her jaw 
A nigga gettin' so big, I gotta get drove 'round by the law 
Got tattoos up her sleeve, we on a shoppin' spree 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 
[Verse 2] 
I just left the Cullinan up at [?][1:25] (Skrrt-skrrt) 
Rolls-Royce sittin' on my wrist, and, yes, it plain gold (Oh, oh) 
I told that bitch, "Don't fall for that lil' chainsaw" (Oh, oh) 
Turn it on from off and cut your name out (Yeah) 
My watch and my rings and my chains cost (Oh, oh) 
My boxers and my tank, they done came off (Oh, oh) 
Fuck cops, 'til then I bang with my thang out (Yeah) 
I drank sauces, yeah-yeah, yeah (Oh, oh) 
 
[Bridge] 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 
[Chorus] 
I fucked her the first night and then I never called again 
Next time lil' shawty seen me, I was ridin' with her friend 
This alligator Kelly, not the Stacy, please 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 
[Post-Chorus] 
This baby blue Rolls-Royce done made lil' shawty drop her jaw 
A nigga gettin' so big, I gotta get drove 'round by the law 
Got tattoos up her sleeve, we on a shoppin' spree 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
 
[Outro] 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 
Do not hate me, hate the game, baby 


Рекомендуемый бой: Восьмерка  
for easy: "+1" 
 
whole song: E F# G#m  
 
[Intro: Young Thug] 
(Taurus) 
Yeah, I don't believe ya 
When you say you're different 
(Taurus) 
'Cause I heard it all before 
Yeah 
 
[Chorus: Young Thug] 
E                       F# 
Half a million, got insurance on my watch 
G#m 
Half a million, now I got me some insurance on my wrist 
E                  F# 
I told lil' ma be careful, bitch, this all on my expense 
G#m 
I told her watch the wheels on the Bent' 'cause it ain't rented 
E               F# 
Talk about that bitch, oh, I got plenty 
G#m 
I'm talkin' 'bout a lot, like a million bucks in pennies 
E                   F# 
These pussies riding waves, so why they motherfuckin' spending? 
G#m 
And my diamonds black like spades, and I'm smilin' and grinnin' 
 
[Verse 1: Young Thug] 
E              F# 
My mama told me, "Pick up the phone" 
G#m 
I got a call from the label sayin' it's coming in strong 
               E                             F# 
I just called up my old lady, told her, "Go get what you want" 
                  G#m 
I put these racks on your potatoes, your tomatoes get gone 
 
She ask me who I    Am when she see me 
I'm just that nigga wit' that million dollar T.P. 
I came from nothin' but that ain't how the world see me 
I'm kinda happy, I guess that's how the girls skeet me 
I told my nigga, "Don't be worried 'bout no CeCe" 
I'ma have your shit together by your B-day 
Told him just don't   Go out sad or be no cheapskate 
I wanna see you on a building out on Peachtree 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
 
[Chorus: Young Thug] 
Half a million, got insurance on my watch 
Half a million, now I got me some insurance on my wrist 
I told lil' ma be careful, bitch, this all on my expense 
I told her watch the wheels on the Bent' 'cause it ain't rented 
Talk about that bitch, oh, I got plenty 
I'm talkin' 'bout a lot, like a million bucks in pennies 
These pussies riding waves, so why they motherfuckin' spending? 
And my diamonds black like spades, and I'm smilin' and grinnin' 
 
[Verse 2: Gunna] 
I'm puttin' a trackin' chip inside my watch 
Got rich with felons, ain't no tellin', I can never be a cop 
Set of Forgis on Pirelli, got me swervin', dodging pots 
My investor done invested all my extras in the stocks 
How I make it through the killings? How I'm here to see the vision? 
Save until that money rot, I stack it to the ceiling 
Give 'em everything you got, shoot a fully 'til its empty 
Let 'em know, don't ever tempt me, well-respected in the city, uh 
Money grown, I had to bring my Lamborghini out 
Rich on my own, I brought it home and now my family proud 
I got some tucked away in case we get a rainy cloud 
We poured a couple eighths today, I woke up on a cloud 
 
[Chorus: Young Thug] 
Half a million, got insurance on my watch 
Half a million, now I got me some insurance on my wrist 
I told lil' ma be careful, bitch, this all on my expense 
I told her watch the wheels on the Bent' 'cause it ain't rented 
Talk about that bitch, oh, I got plenty 
I'm talkin' 'bout a lot, like a million bucks in pennies 
These pussies riding waves, so why they motherfuckin' spending? 
And my diamonds black like spades, and I'm smilin' and grinnin' 
 
[Outro] 
Yeah, I don't believe ya 
When you say you're different 
(Taurus) 
'Cause I heard it all before 


Рекомендуемый бой: Восьмерка  
for easy: "-4" 
 
whole song: C#m E A G#  
 
[Intro] 
Taurus 
 
[Verse 1] 
C#m                 E 
Hopscotchin' through the street, I'm tryin' not to fall 
A                       G# 
She pray to God that I make it home before tomorrow mornin' 
C#m                     E 
I'm tryna tell her to pick a Rollie, but she don't care at all 
A                        G# 
Don't care nothin' 'bout my drank, my portion's what I'm comin' for 
 
I been keepin' up with my city 
High performance on my jacket, Rolls-Royce truck for extra fifty 
Just in case I run into her, I'm tryin' my best to stay spiffy, yeah 
 
[Chorus] 
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall 
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all 
I just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 
Yeah, I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh, yeah 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 
 
[Verse 2] 
Evеry time they call in, young nigga ballin' 
I went from tеllin' them to try me to callin' shots 
And I wanna know what's on your mind, what you thinkin' 'bout 
And I wanna know if I can change it, let's take you out 
Private flight to France, such a change in trends 
I bought her a Richard, now she dance like ants in her pants 
Red and white diamonds on my mans, he a ambulance 
Half a million to my dad, salad dressing, bought a ranch 
He said his last two weeks been busy from movin' in 
I told my mom look out her window to another Benz 
She took nine shots of Patrón, 50 Cent 
I bent the corner and seen my bros gettin' rich 
Signed another check for a couple million on a jet 
Swear to God, 2006, my sickest dream was buyin' a 'Vette 
Bought that shit and then I wrecked and then I copped another one 
Smoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come 
Gettin' them bales up by the metric ton, hit up feds or somethin' 
Bought a Bentley with a credit card, it's the blackened one 
I got shows way in Hong Kong, I'm the chosen one 
You frozen tongue, you won't say it twice, I'll greet you with a gun, nigga 
 
[Chorus] 
See the pussies on the sideline wishin' that I fall 
Pull the skeletons out the closet, I'm 'bout to tell it all 
I just want my money, my hoes and all my kids to ball 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 
Yeah, I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl, oh, yeah 
I'm road raging to the millions if I have to crawl 


 
Gm  
 
[Intro: Young Thug] 
Yeah, Double O, brrah 
I catch your bitch and I hit with a Trojan (Kutta, cut that shit up man) 
White diamonds like a dove or lotion (Woo) 
 
[Chorus: Young Thug] 
Pussy young nigga try fuck with the kid 
But they can't fuck up nothin' and I got on my motion 
I promise I come for the smoke 
And young Double with me and the guns are smokin' (Yeah) 
I fuck on that bitch, get in motion 
You're twenty-some karats, my shit out the ocean (Okay) 
I cop me a Cartier skeleton, yeah (Yeah) 
Scoliosis (Woo) 
Back to back Lambo' with Taurus (Woo) 
I fucked that bitch with a virus (Woo) 
I put the beam on the carbon (Hoo) 
I put the Drac' on the charger (Woo) 
Move down that bitch like a Dodger (Woo) 
Racks longer than MARTA (Woo) 
I came to school tardy (Woo) 
I was fuckin' your daughter (Sex) 
 
[Verse 1: Young Thug] 
Whole lotta bags (Whole lotta bags) 
FN in the Jag' (F in the back) 
Put some hoes in the cab 
Put the child in the trash (Yeah) 
Let it hit like Steve Nash (Yeah, yeah) 
I get lettuce, that's cash (Cash) 
I go 'Vette on they ass 
I'm not finishin' last (I'm not finishin' last) 
I'm stackin' my cash up (Cash), I was gettin' my bag (Gettin' my bag) 
I was tellin' we were playin', but Double O tryna spaz (Tryna spaz) 
I don't need my shit cut, it's snakes in my grass (Snakes in the grass) 
I was smashin' the gas (Smashin' the gas, yeah) 
 
[Chorus: Young Thug] 
Pussy young nigga try fuck with the kid 
But they can't fuck up nothin' and I got on my motion 
I promise I come for the smoke 
And young Double with me and the guns are smokin' (Yeah) 
I fuck on that bitch, get in motion 
You're twenty-some karats, my shit out the ocean (Okay) 
I cop me a Cartier skeleton, yeah (Yeah) 
Scoliosis (Woo) 
Back to back Lambo' with Taurus (Woo) 
I fucked that bitch with a virus (Woo) 
I put the beam on the carbon (Hoo) 
I put the Drac' on the charger (Woo) 
Move down that bitch like a Dodger (Woo) 
Racks longer than MARTA (Woo) 
I came to school tardy (Woo) 
I was fuckin' your daughter (Sex) 
 
[Verse 2: Lil Double O] 
My diamonds, they look like water 
I'm fuckin' your daughter, Lil Double O been lit 
Everywhere I go, got a chopper 
Fuck blowin' up rappin', I'd rather just ride 'til I'm rich 
Get down with a bust down for the one wrist 
Slime told me the gate out, (Say what)    G6 now the ho lit (Uh) 
Since the ho act rich, I put that lil' ho on the move 
Slime the boy out, get that shit off your wrist 
Can't get no sleep, I'd rather chase money takin' bricks 
Got more money than my opps, why the fuck I'm on D? 
Don't do no talkin', just pull up with choppers and hit 
That my twin, we pull up and step on shit (Let's go) 
Double O with the scope with the chopper, I don't need no pick 
Pen hittin' too hard like a football hit 
With seven-hundred FBG, YSL 
Catch a body, you gon' get a bag, don't tell 
 
[Chorus: Young Thug] 
Pussy young nigga try fuck with the kid 
But they can't fuck up nothin' and I got on my motion 
I promise I come for the smoke 
And young Double with me and the guns are smokin' (Yeah) 
I fuck on that bitch, get in motion 
You're twenty-some karats, my shit out the ocean (Okay) 
I cop me a Cartier skeleton, yeah (Yeah) 
Scoliosis (Woo) 
Back to back Lambo' with Taurus (Woo) 
I fucked that bitch with a virus (Woo) 
I put the beam on the carbon (Hoo) 
I put the Drac' on the charger (Woo) 
Move down that bitch like a Dodger (Woo) 
Racks longer than MARTA (Woo) 
I came to school tardy (Woo) 
I was fuckin' your daughter (Sex) 
 
[Outro] 
Taurus 


Баста — лирический проект рэпера из города Ростов-на-Дону, Россия, Василия Вакуленко, созданный в 2006 году.Был 1996 год, он уже написал первую песню «Мой город» и собрал группу, которая называлась «Уличные звуки» — Street sound. Василий значился в ее составе под именем Баста Хрю. «Меня с детства называли Хрюшей, потому что разбрасывал все непонятно где», — объясняет Баста.Примерно в это же время рождалось знаменитое ростовское рэп-движение, которое в следующем десятилетии стало лидирующим в стране. Баста был непосредственным участником процесса. И даже поучаствовал с треком «Первый удар» в большом и шумном объединении молодых рэперов — ростовской Касте, впоследствии ставшим группой «Каста».Далее Баста двинулся в своем, более лиричном направлении. Трек «Моя игра» стал одним из главных в его биографии. Вася Вакуленко стал знаменитым на весь Ростов. «Звездная болезнь? Нет, не появилась. Появились наркотики и старшие друзья, реальные хулиганы» — вспоминает Вася. «Точно могу сказать, что эта песня не раз спасала меня. Бывало, хотели лишить жизни, а когда узнавали, что это я, оставляли в покое».Вся эта нелегкая и полная злоключений жизнь стала историей, которая теперь зарифмована в его альбомах. «В 2002 мой друг Жора вымутил у своей мамы денег и мы купили компьютер. Вадик QП сводил первое демо к будущему альбому». Эти самые треки случайно попали к Богдану Титомиру и он предложил ребятам уехать в Москву. Был 2004 год. А спустя 2 года вышел альбом «Баста 1» и на ТВ начали крутить клип «Осень». Московская жизнь Басты неразрывно связана с «Газгольдером». На тот момент клуб только открылся и носил статус самого закрытого заведения в Москве. Но Баста держался в стороне от местной рэп-тусовки. Первым новым знакомым — ее представителем — стал Смоки Мо, а позже Вася узнал Гуфа. «Однажды я подошел к Гуфу на концерте, тот вспомнил «Мою игру», мы с ним решили сделать кавер-версию, которая вышла на альбоме «Баста 2», — рассказывает Вася. Но настоящий взрыв случился сразу после этого, когда Баста поучаствовал в клипе группы Centr «Город дорог». После этого слава Басты вышла далеко за пределы родного Ростова и Москвы.Посыпались номинации, премии, награды и статусы. Второй альбом «Баста 2» вышел в 2007 и стал хитом продаж. Он звучал взрослее и разнообразнее. Выпустив в промежутке два релиза под псевдонимом Ноггано, третью пластинку Баста писал уже в статусе одного из ведущих рэп-артистов страны. Новый материал рассчитал на более широкую аудиторию, а подборка хитов «Урбан», «Ростов», «Солнца не видно» и «Калифорния» уже не в первый раз проверяет на прочность самые большие площадки Москвы.В октябре 2012 года, Баста записал несколько кавер-версий песен Михея, в частности трек «Мама», на который был снят видеоклип. Также Василий выступил на большом концерте, посвященном 10-летию памяти Михея, который прошел 1 ноября на площадке Arena Moscow.В конце 2012 года снялся в ролике, призванном привлечь внимание к дискриминации людей с ВИЧ-инфекцией.Дискография 2006 Баста 1 2007 Баста 2 2010 Баста 3 2010 Баста/Guf 2013 Баста 4 2016 Баста 5, Часть 1 2016 Баста 5, Часть 2

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Макс Корж — молодой музыкант из Минска, который легко смешивает в своем творчестве электронную музыку, рэп, пение. 
Он родился ноября 1988 года, в городе Лунинец Брестской области. В раннем возрасте он с родителями переехал в Минск. Получил музыкальное образование по классу фортепиано и попутно научился играть на гитаре. В 16 лет он с друзьями создал музыкальную группу LunClan, которая просуществовала недолго. После этого было еще несколько проектов, но они тоже не имели большого успеха. 
После всех неудач Макс попробовал себя в роли битмейкера, сочиняя музыку для других исполнителей. Эта идея также не увенчалась успехом, после чего он начала петь свои песни сам. 
Во время учебы в Белорусском государственном университете Макс Корж записал свою первую сольную песню. Проучившись в БГУ до 3 курса, он понял, что учеба ему мешает и бросил университет и всерьез занялся музыкальной деятельностью. Он записал песню «Небо поможет нам» и выложил ее ВКонтакте. После чего Максима забрали в армию. Когда он вернулся домой, то узнал, что песня стала популярна в интернете. За это время песня собрала большую аудиторию, ее транслировали в эфире некоторые минские радиостанции. После он начал активно рассылать свои песни диджеям, чтобы они крутились в клубах. 
В мае 2012-го он выпустил в Беларуси первый сольный альбом, а через год уже собрал многотысячные залы. Его востребованность у концертных промоутеров стала ажиотажной, он дважды выступил в программе «Вечерний Ургант» на Первом канале, а презентация его второго альбома «Жить в кайф» вновь побила рекорды — так, в столице Беларуси она прошла в пятнадцатитысячной «Минск Арене».

Молодой и талантливый белорусский рэп-исполнитель Макс Корж. Мастер бешеных концертов. На странице представлены подборы с аккордами и текстами песен.

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Макс Корж

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Скриптонит (Адиль Жалелов, родился 3-го июня 1990-го года в Ленинском, Казахстан) — казахстанский русскоязычный рэпер и музыкальный продюсер.Начинал с создания инструменталов для других хип-хоп-исполнителей, попутно записывая в стол свои песни, оттачивая таким образом свои навыки по написанию текстов.Первую известность ему принёс видеоклип на песню «VBVVCTND», который получил хорошие отзывы и привёл исполнителя к контракту с творческим объединением Gazgolder.В 2015-ом году Адиль выпускает свой первый сольный альбом «Дом с нормальными явлениями», получивший восторженные отзывы слушателей и музыкальных критиков и моментально ставший классикой русского рэпа.Скриптонит работает в совершенно разных жанрах: начиная с южного звучания, он пришёл к более музыкальному и разноплановому подходу как к музыке, так и к вокалу.Весной 2017-го года вышел его второй альбом под названием «Праздник на улице 36». Как заявил сам Жалелов в июньском интервью у Юрия Дудя, «Праздник…» — это коммерческий релиз с очевидными хитами, а «тот самый альбом», или «Улица 36», название которого стало известно из небольшого июльского отчёта с Gazgolder Live от MTV и который слушатели ждали с момента выпуска «Дома…», был запланирован на осень этого же года.В итоге 16-го декабря 2017-го года вышел двойной альбом Скриптонита — «Уроборос: Улица 36» / «Уроборос: Зеркала». После выхода пластинки Жалелов заявил, что в связи с тем, что для него рэп как жанр себя исчерпал

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