El hip hop es un género musical que incluye golpes rítmicos que acompañan a una voz principal que rapea. Este es un género musical muy popular y uno de los principales componentes de lo que es considerado como la cultura hip hop. Muchos espectáculos instrumentales en los que se presentan DJs sin apoyo vocal, también son abarcados bajo el género de la música hip hop. Esto se ha vuelto más popular dado que las técnicas de mezclado y sampleo (o muestreo) han madurado en los últimos años.
Curtis James Jackson (nacido el 6 de julio de 1975 en South Jamaica, Queens, New York), conocido profesionalmente como 50 Cent, es un rapero afroamericano. Conocido también por los apodos fifti Cent, alcanzó la fama con los masivos éxitos comerciales de sus álbumes Get Rich or Die Tryin' y The Massacre, ambos multi-platinos y vendiendo alrededor de 16 millones de copias en todo el mundo. Jackson es conocido por su imagen gangsta y por haber recibido nueve disparos y seguir vivo.
Curtis creció en un barrio conocido como South Jamaica, localizado en Queens, New York. Bajo la pobreza, su madre fue asesinada en su casa debido a problemas de drogas, por lo que el rapero tuvo que ser cuidado por sus abuelos. El joven pronto se convirtió en un gángster y era conocido en su barrio con el sobrenombre de "el joven césar" y como un chico peligroso por llevar armas y mucho dinero en efectivo al instituto, del cual le echaron en innumerables ocasiones. Esta reputación ayudó a 50 Cent a ser muy reconocido en Nueva York antes de grabar un disco con un sello discográfico mayor.
Trey Songz:
Somebody pull the fire alarm, girl, where you from?
Cause you got this club on fire and outside I bet all they smell is smoke
(All they smell is smoke)
The way your body roll I'ma lose control
Cause you got this club on fire and outside I bet all they smell is smoke
(All they smell is smoke)
50 Cent:
Pink diamonds, pink sand, beaches Aruba
Blue sapphires on days when she feeling Hoover
She hood and in the mood when I'm in the mood
Erotic, so exotic, I'm psychotic about it
I don't want forever, I just wanna taste her love sample
That product, I bet a nigga tongue go numb
She's a narcotic, that bomb shit burning, we smoking
My old flame, my Mary Jane, we got a love thing
She ain't jealous, I keep Nina around
In the small of my back in case some shit go down
Right under my Hermes, I'm hearing the word is
Me, I'm a P.I.M.P
I let Trey hit some, then Dre hit some
Then pass it to the homies 'til we all get done
Niggas can't comprehend what this shit 'bout
Police coming, you like, put this shit out
Trey Songz (50 Cent):
You like smoke and you got me high
(You make a nigga want to get down)
High (High feeling like I'm up in a cloud)
Girl what the fuck you done to me
You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me
You're like smoke
And you got me high
(So high make your love come down)
High (one time have that ass turnt out)
Girl what the fuck you've done to me?
You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me
You're like smoke
50 Cent:
Shawty hot, she full blown, she hot now
100 degrees, that's with or without the top down
But when she get to working her hips you know the temperature rise
Oh lord, soon as she see the dick in her thighs
She like the stones in my cross, she flawless
I'm thinking damn, why would God give one woman all this?
You know I got the kind of conversation that make her feel like she need me
It's complicated, my occupation pimping ain't easy
Facts, I stack racks on racks and racks
Back when I was pumping crack, now my cards are black
Nigga get on my level, bark with the big dogs
If I want it I buy it, I don't care what this shit costs
Luther said it: A house is not a home without her
I had them panties on the grey hound filled up with powder
But what she showed what she'll do for me has no limits
Her wantin is temporary cause fo' sho' she gon' get it
What's up?
Trey Songz (50 Cent):
You like smoke and you got me high
(You make a nigga want to get down)
High (High feeling like I'm up in a cloud)
Girl what the fuck you done to me
You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me
You're like smoke
And you got me high
(So high make your love come down)
High (one time have that ass turnt out)
Girl what the fuck you've done to me?
You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me
You're like smoke
Trey Songz:
Everybody showing the love when she at the door
Turn this bitch down, that's fire in the hole
I'm trying to get it and hit it, I don't wanna pass that
Got me addicted, I'm tripping, where the stash at?
Baby, baby, don't you know?
Baby, baby, you're just like smoke
Trey Songz (50 Cent):
You like smoke and you got me high
(You make a nigga want to get down)
High (High feeling like I'm up in a cloud)
Girl what the fuck you done to me
You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me
You're like smoke
And you got me high
(So high make your love come down)
High (one time have that ass turnt out)
Girl what the fuck you've done to me?
You got me feeling like you just rolled up for me
You're like smoke