fell instantly in love with this track when i heard it for the first time in the hangover... that scene where they enter vegas in the open roof mercedes... man still gives me goosebumps :D
Idk about you guys, but I have a problem man. I've been listening to this song 24-7 for almost a year straight...the instrumental itself speaks volumes. It pumps me up. Pushes me through hard times. Hell it makes me tear up whenever I blast it in the car because of how motivating it is. Some people think I have a problem because I literally have this song on repeat all day every day. But for me this song is a DRUG and a gateway to prosperity.
I used to roam the subways 🚇 of NYC 🌃 bumping this beat in my headphones. I swear they was summoning something with this instrumental! 🤐 '07 good young times man!
@@cube5884 the chords are most definitely not Toomp's, chord progression and bassline on I Got Money is completely different. Lot more guitars on that one too, riff is different, Kanye replaced them with synths. I'll give you the triangle tho
well it is and also big brother is thats why track ends as toomp killed that s.. because of the stadium type of beats dj toomp pulled off that kanye was desperately looking for for the graduation album and on his latest concert this track was the most slapping one even drake had to run to the stage
I'm not a Christian, neither am I a part of a specific Religion, but I've sought my one true Creator who's always there and I've developed a real authentic relationship with Him. Please seek your one true Creator now while you have a chance, both later and tomorrow might be too late. Your Creator loves you and He's ready to receive you right now.
La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right (Oh, oh, oh) I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven When I awoke I spent that on a necklace (Oh, oh, oh, oh) I told God I'd be back in a second Man, it's so hard not to act reckless (Wee, do, wee, wee, do, day) To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested guess until he get the message I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My momma couldn't get through to me The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and Me (Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day) I'm just saying how I feel, man I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to heal, man I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh) Let up the suicide doors This is my life homey, you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who the disciples was So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago Oh, am I late? No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh, they so sensitive Don't ever fix your lips like collagen And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' Let me know if it's a problem man 'Aight man, holla then La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh) Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He don't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure, what's your pleasure? Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada I'm in between but way more fresher With way less effort 'Cause when you try hard is when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like, why God? When they reminisce over you, my God La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing Ha, ha you can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing La la la la Wait 'til I get my money right La la la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day) Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah Nah I'm serious nigga, I got money Oh, oh, oh GOOD got it made Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made (Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day) Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
Nicki Minaj - Pink Friday beats are crazy and everytime I listen to them, I just want to keep believing!!! With a Ye production, we always know that the impossible is nothing. Such beauty, art, this is simply amazing!!!
Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) … I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I told God I'd be back in a second Man, it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested, guess until he get the message (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My mama couldn't get through to me (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel, man I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hell, man (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from … La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) … Let up the suicide doors This is my life, homie, you decide yours (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who decide wars So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) But, homie, this is my day, class started two hours ago Oh, am I late? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) … No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh, they so sensitive Don't ever fix yo' lips like collagen And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let me know if it's a problem man A'ight man, holla then … La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) … Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He 'on't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold … Treasure, what's yo' pleasure? Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada I'm in between but way more fresher With way less effort 'Cause when you try hard, it's when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like, why God? When they reminisce over you, my God … La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) … La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga) Ayy Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah … Nah, I'm serious nigga, I got money Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
I could've been the man But i slipped up Fell off Couldn't get a signal No service Like my cells off Every other shopping spree Another fee To the bellhop Hells hot Yeah and so is the kitchen Over the stove looking like Foreman when Im whipping Cant tell me nothing Keep ya wolf tickets Cant sell me nothing 5am Might see me out hustling With the cold chill Bird fresh out the oven
This and flashing lights are absolutely amazing and make you ascend to the higher dimensions! Flashing lights has more of a Angelic cosmic type of sound to it, while Can't say nothing has more of a God Universal sound to it! Either way both instrumental make me ascend and shit What's more strange is that my dreams seem to have music which sound far better than the two songs that I mentioned up top 🙄🙄🧠🌌🎻🎼🌍🌎😇🌃
@S l i m S h a d y ツ Yeah flashing lights first ten listening were much better than cant tell me nothing but after that cant tell me nothing gets better more and more you listen to it.
La, la, la-la (yeah) Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I told God I'd be back in a second Man, it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given much is tested Get arrested, guess until he get the message (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My mama couldn't get through to me (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel, man I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hell, man (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I guess the money should have changed him I guess I should have forgot where I came from La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let up the suicide doors This is my life, homie, you decide yours (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell you who decide wars So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout back in my day (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) But, homie, this is my day, class started two hours ago Oh, am I late? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh, they so sensitive Don't ever fix yo' lips like collagen And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let me know if it's a problem man A'ight man, holla then La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Let the champagne splash Let that man get cash Let that man get passed He 'on't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure, what's yo' pleasure? Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada I'm in between but way more fresher With way less effort 'Cause when you try hard, it's when you die hard Y'all homies lookin' like, why God? When they reminisce over you, my God La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me? Was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah) (Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) La, la, la-la (ayy) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la-la (yeah) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga) Ayy Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah Nah, I'm serious nigga, I got money Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
Sitting at home time passes slow when you’re alone Mindless scrolling through my phone Technology using me, abusing me, confusing me I need to control myself get ahold of myself be bold myself cuz I told myself that me and you we gon make it gon keep working till I take it. I never did it for the money or the fame. That shit will turn a man insane, quick way to lose the game.
What you gone do when the world hates you Are you gonna stand firm on the rock of the truth Or are you gonna bow But that ain’t my style I was born to run miles running circles round doubt Kill it all with my faith Y’all just blinded by clout Need to let it all go Start to live you’ll find out That most people fake They just hide to feel security You gotta know who you are seek the lord and have purity Holiness that’s only way to feel whole Are you walking in the spirit Is your flesh a stronghold?? The path is really wide if you wanna live a lie Most people compromised just to get some dollar signs That’s why people staying blind But if ya seek you gonna find
La, la, la la (Yeah) Wait 'til I get my money right [Verse 1: Kanye West] I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace I told God I'd be back in a second Man, it's so hard not to act reckless To whom much is given, much is tested Get arrested, guess until he get the message I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny And what I do? Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry, more Louis V My mama couldn't get through to me The drama, people suing me I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me I'm just saying how I feel, man I ain't one of the Cosbys, I ain't go to Hillman I guess the money should've changed him I guess I should've forgot where I came from [Chorus: Kanye West & Young Jeezy] La, la, la la (Ayy!) Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la la (Yeah!) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing (Yeah! Haha!) You can't tell me nothing (Yeah! Yeah!) Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing (Yeah!) [Verse 2: Kanye West] Let up the suicide doors This is my life, homie, you decide yours I know that Jesus died for us But I couldn't tell ya who decide wars So I parallel double-parked that motherfucker sideways Old folks talking 'bout, "Back in my day" But homie, this is my day Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late? No, I already graduated And you can live through anything if Magic made it They say I talk with so much emphasis Ooh, they so sensitive Don't ever fix your lips like collagen And say something when you gon' end up apolog'ing Let me know if it's a problem then Aight, man, holla, then [Chorus: Kanye West & Young Jeezy] La, la, la la Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la la (Yeah!) Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing [Verse 3: Kanye West] Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash Let that man get past He don't even stop to get gas If he can move through the rumors He can drive off of fumes 'cause How he move in a room full of no's? How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes? Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul So when he buried in a tomb full of gold Treasure, what's your pleasure? Life is a-uh-depending how you dress her So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear nada I'm in between, but way more fresher With way less effort 'Cause when you try hard, that's when you die hard Your homies looking like, "Why, God?" When they reminisce over you, my God [Chorus: Kanye West & Young Jeezy] La, la, la la Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing [Outro: Kanye West & Young Jeezy] La, la, la la Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga, I got money) Tekst pochodzi z www.tekstowo.pl/piosenka,kanye_west,can_t_tell_me_nothing.html
One of my top 3 all time instrumentals
richard zittel fax
listen to soul food by logic, that's my favorite
3. Nas- nas is like instrumental 2. Kanye west- can't tell me nothing instrumental 1. Jay-z- dead presidents instrumental
Same
3. Pain 1993 Drake and Playboi Carti
2. Heard Em’ Say Kanye West
1. Threat Jay Z
I swear this song was before it’s time. The way the beat sounds, it sounds like it would be used today
Not really
@@josephcollinst.v5536 you trippin
Man everything Kanye drops feels like it was before it’s time, guy is a LEGEND!!!
that Cosby line was definitely before it's time O.O
Exactly
In my opinion , kanye's greatest beat ever.
DJ Toomp produced this beat not Kanye West.
@@Mr.Memphis10 Kanye sampled a song that toomp produced for Jeezy
@@treyvonnerobinson I got money song str8 up classic.
I agree!
My favorite is Hate or gorgeous, too many to choose from honestly
fell instantly in love with this track when i heard it for the first time in the hangover... that scene where they enter vegas in the open roof mercedes... man still gives me goosebumps :D
I know exactly what u mean🔥🔥🔥
Damn bruh you was late back then I do remember those times though 💯
Real
yup ha
the hangover was the first time I heard this (probably?), and jarhead was definitely the first time I ever heard Jesus walks!
One of my favorite Kanye west songs
I say 2014
This beat is gorgeous 🤦🏾♂️ no flaws 🧘🏾♂️
Idk about you guys, but I have a problem man. I've been listening to this song 24-7 for almost a year straight...the instrumental itself speaks volumes. It pumps me up. Pushes me through hard times. Hell it makes me tear up whenever I blast it in the car because of how motivating it is. Some people think I have a problem because I literally have this song on repeat all day every day. But for me this song is a DRUG and a gateway to prosperity.
I had same issue with Lithium Nirvana. 2 years. With or without drugs. I discovered this song today its mesmerising. I know that feel bro.
Ziviyo hahah bro I love this interpretation
Bro I feel the same every damn time
i feel the same, this masterpiece inspires me asf
Keep bumping this shit more power too u
This beat feels so anthemic already, add that with one of Kanye’s most arrogant and bragadocious performances ever. You get a timeless classic.
This.
This is just legendary. Still no one can beat this piece!!
This is the kanye west we are missing guys
he aint make this beat tho
@@9veli who made it
@@smokerscoach dj toomp
Jagger On The Track Kanye and DJ Troop produced the track. Check the credits
@@M360-w6o kanye recorded the voice sample, the rest all from DJ Toomp. TI also have a song with very similar beat from DJ Toomp..
O O O OH
😂😂😂😂
O O O O OH *
O-O-O-Oh
Prime Kanye is untouchable. Genius rapper
How has only 10k people viewed this, it’s the dopest instrumental
143k now
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200k now
I used to roam the subways 🚇 of NYC 🌃 bumping this beat in my headphones. I swear they was summoning something with this instrumental! 🤐 '07 good young times man!
If Darth Vader was trappin in the hood this will be his theme song
LOL!!!
I don’t get it
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Tanner Allred you don’t get this and pussy,wow just great
😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣
the beat itself is amazing
this is music is just awesome
This beat is UNBEATABLE........
Oh oh oh my favorite part of the beat
genius choice of just the background of the album
This is my ringtone for LIFE. Thank you.
Please don't ever change 😊
For yall sayin this a Toomp beat... he made a track for Jeezy, Kanye remade the beat and kept Jeezy's adlibs. Rest of the production is all Kanye
Nahh everything except the vocal sample is toomp - the drums, triangle, chords etc all toomp
@@cube5884 the chords are most definitely not Toomp's, chord progression and bassline on I Got Money is completely different. Lot more guitars on that one too, riff is different, Kanye replaced them with synths. I'll give you the triangle tho
Ye cleared this up on Drink Champs...he used Toomps drum kit but he programmed it💯
@@cube5884 wrong
well it is and also big brother is thats why track ends as toomp killed that s.. because of the stadium type of beats dj toomp pulled off that kanye was desperately looking for for the graduation album and on his latest concert this track was the most slapping one even drake had to run to the stage
soundtrack of my life man
We hope it stays that way 💯
I'm not a Christian, neither am I a part of a specific Religion, but I've sought my one true Creator who's always there and I've developed a real authentic relationship with Him. Please seek your one true Creator now while you have a chance, both later and tomorrow might be too late. Your Creator loves you and He's ready to receive you right now.
DJ Toomp a super producer forreal. Producing so many hits for T.I. then making this banger of a beat🔥🔥
Yes Sir ❤
I love the progression from the 2:00 mark
It is everything
So, damn, GOOD 🔥
Good Lord God bless Kanye West. Amen.
One of the best song instrumentals in history 🅿️eriod 😬
Kanye West - Can't Tell Me Nothing = instrumental of the decade (2000's)
Top 3 early 2000s songs instrumentals
1 feel good inc
2 every planet we reach is dead
3 can't tell me nothing
Such a clean track 😍
Crisp! ⭐️
whyda wedoa yoo laiiii
Facts
spittin
Yee
Wada eeweeyoo ooweeyoo
... laye
Probably my favorite Kanye beat
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right (Oh, oh, oh)
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
When I awoke I spent that on a necklace (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless (Wee, do, wee, wee, do, day)
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My momma couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and
Me (Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to heal, man
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh)
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life homey, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who the disciples was
So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day
But homey this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin'
Let me know if it's a problem man
'Aight man, holla then
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha, you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (Oh, oh, oh)
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear Nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard is when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
Ha, ha you can't tell me nothing
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing
La la la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La la la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
(Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah
Nah I'm serious nigga, I got money
Oh, oh, oh GOOD got it made
Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
(Waa, do, wee, waaa, doo, wee, do, day)
Oh, oh, oh, GOOD got it made
This takes me to my old memories love the beats s@@@@@yllll
Big Brother & Can't Tell Me Nothin are his 2 most fire beats. Toomp
Graduation really is a goated album
Legendary
This beat is Genuine
3:34 fire ending
this whole album is a banger but this has always been the song
I could listen to this instrumental whole day. It's so fucking good ❤️❤️
Noone514cares🎉
Never lie to Elvis Presley
No one cares I like you I always will always have
I ❤️ feel this completely emptiness
My new ringtone right there...❤
The two snare taps at 0:46 scream DJ Toomp
Absolutely 💯
Beautiful banger 💥💥
"I'M SERIOOOUS NIGGUH!"
I Got Money!!!
This beat timeless
Nicki Minaj - Pink Friday beats are crazy and everytime I listen to them, I just want to keep believing!!! With a Ye production, we always know that the impossible is nothing. Such beauty, art, this is simply amazing!!!
With God we know nothing is impossible,” Mark 10-27 🙌. Put your faith in Christ not in celebrities ma’am/sir.
WADA WEEE WOO OO LAYEEEEEEEE
OOHOOOH
I'm not even that big of a Kanye fan, but this one off my favorite beats of all time
Revisited this by way of DJ Toomp's interview on BHighTV
which song was he talking about when he said it was unreleased?
Still fire
This is beat is criminally underrated.
what an awesome beat, dope production 🔥 (18/5/24 8:30pm)
2:16 i love how that one part gets louder
Beautiful 😍
Love this beat 💯
Great instrumental!!!! Thanks for sharing.❤
Awesome beat ❤ it calms my anxiety
Therapeutic ❤
Thank you forreal, don’t lose this file
4:00 "WOOAAH, GOOD PUDDING MADE"
😂
This yeezy we aint never getting back 😢😢😢
💔
Its flawless
Nature Bleissings 🌿
DJ Toomp X Ye
DJ Toomp on the beat!
Chicago fans my cardinals needs this f
Win
*The female vocals are not a sample, it's done Connie Thembi Mitchell. The same lady on the **_Flashing Lights_** vocals.*
Jeezy was sampled tho.
This beat sound evil ASF 😈
We prefer "LIVE" af 😉
Favorite DJ Toomp beat
Connie Mitchell WONDERFUL
We are thankful for her vocals ❤
Ye best beat
Straight heat right here mane💪🏿
#jersey
I really murder this instrumental every time love it
Produced by ATL legend DJ Toomp and Kanye West
#classic
Hip Hop Classical Music ❤
Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
… I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested, guess until he get the message (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My mama couldn't get through to me (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hell, man (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
… La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
… Let up the suicide doors
This is my life, homie, you decide yours (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who decide wars
So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
But, homie, this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
… No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix yo' lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let me know if it's a problem man
A'ight man, holla then
… La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
… Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He 'on't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
… Treasure, what's yo' pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard, it's when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
… La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
… La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga)
Ayy
Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah
… Nah, I'm serious nigga, I got money
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
In cold weather I see sheer respect 🙏 🫡 tu salue
Cam'Ron (Antonio Holmes) Sub-Zero Corrion Cossom
Juelz Santana (Eric Holmes) Rain Eric Uglies Matthew Fudge Alan Romero
...that TOOMP ride cymbal tho!!!!!.......#NoCreditGivinAss
I could've been the man
But i slipped up
Fell off
Couldn't get a signal
No service
Like my cells off
Every other shopping spree
Another fee
To the bellhop
Hells hot
Yeah and so is the kitchen
Over the stove looking like Foreman when Im whipping
Cant tell me nothing
Keep ya wolf tickets
Cant sell me nothing
5am
Might see me out hustling
With the cold chill
Bird fresh out the oven
I play this song 247
Fr I used to love this song when I was younger
toomp killed this shit
Yes in his prime was untouchable
Scarface (Kim Johnson) Mileena Esmeralda Tolentino
Jay-Z (Tanika Lewis) Kitana Scarlet Alvizo
This is great
My distance cousin ray liotta
This and flashing lights are absolutely amazing and make you ascend to the higher dimensions! Flashing lights has more of a Angelic cosmic type of sound to it, while Can't say nothing has more of a God Universal sound to it! Either way both instrumental make me ascend and shit
What's more strange is that my dreams seem to have music which sound far better than the two songs that I mentioned up top 🙄🙄🧠🌌🎻🎼🌍🌎😇🌃
@S l i m S h a d y ツ Yeah flashing lights first ten listening were much better than cant tell me nothing but after that cant tell me nothing gets better more and more you listen to it.
Shaka khan says the wire was no patching 5hings up
Ya homies lookin like 'why God?'
When they reminisce over you, my God
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Wait 'til I get my money right (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given much is tested
Get arrested, guess until he get the message (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My mama couldn't get through to me (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talkin' like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosby's, I ain't go to Hell, man (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess the money should have changed him
I guess I should have forgot where I came from
La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life, homie, you decide yours (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell you who decide wars
So I parallel double park that motherfucker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout back in my day (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
But, homie, this is my day, class started two hours ago
Oh, am I late? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix yo' lips like collagen
And then say something where you gonna end up apologin' (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let me know if it's a problem man
A'ight man, holla then
La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash
Let that man get passed
He 'on't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the Pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's yo' pleasure?
Life is a, uh, dependin' how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam, Eve wear nada
I'm in between but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard, it's when you die hard
Y'all homies lookin' like, why God?
When they reminisce over you, my God
La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me? Was you saying something?
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (yeah)
(Ha ha) you can't tell me nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
La, la, la-la (ayy)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la-la (yeah)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right? (I'm serious, nigga)
Ayy
Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah
Nah, I'm serious nigga, I got money
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, G.O.O.D. got it made
Big game today
Sitting at home time passes slow when you’re alone
Mindless scrolling through my phone
Technology using me, abusing me, confusing me I need to control myself get ahold of myself be bold myself cuz I told myself that me and you we gon make it gon keep working till I take it. I never did it for the money or the fame. That shit will turn a man insane, quick way to lose the game.
🗑️ 🗑️ 🗑️ you suck
What you gone do when the world hates you
Are you gonna stand firm on the rock of the truth
Or are you gonna bow
But that ain’t my style
I was born to run miles running circles round doubt
Kill it all with my faith
Y’all just blinded by clout
Need to let it all go
Start to live you’ll find out
That most people fake
They just hide to feel security
You gotta know who you are seek the lord and have purity
Holiness that’s only way to feel whole
Are you walking in the spirit
Is your flesh a stronghold??
The path is really wide if you wanna live a lie
Most people compromised just to get some dollar signs
That’s why people staying blind
But if ya seek you gonna find
Bars for real good work
If you ever wana just sit an think turn this beat on
Thought inspiring ❤
🔥🔥🔥🔥
Tomorrow big game in philly❤
I can write bars for days to this❤❤❤
amazinggg 🙏🏽
La, la, la la (Yeah)
Wait 'til I get my money right
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I had a dream I could buy my way to Heaven
When I awoke, I spent that on a necklace
I told God I'd be back in a second
Man, it's so hard not to act reckless
To whom much is given, much is tested
Get arrested, guess until he get the message
I feel the pressure, under more scrutiny
And what I do? Act more stupidly
Bought more jewelry, more Louis V
My mama couldn't get through to me
The drama, people suing me
I'm on TV talking like it's just you and me
I'm just saying how I feel, man
I ain't one of the Cosbys, I ain't go to Hillman
I guess the money should've changed him
I guess I should've forgot where I came from
[Chorus: Kanye West & Young Jeezy]
La, la, la la (Ayy!)
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la la (Yeah!)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me, was you saying something?
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing (Yeah! Haha!)
You can't tell me nothing (Yeah! Yeah!)
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing (Yeah!)
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Let up the suicide doors
This is my life, homie, you decide yours
I know that Jesus died for us
But I couldn't tell ya who decide wars
So I parallel double-parked that motherfucker sideways
Old folks talking 'bout, "Back in my day"
But homie, this is my day
Class started two hours ago, oh, am I late?
No, I already graduated
And you can live through anything if Magic made it
They say I talk with so much emphasis
Ooh, they so sensitive
Don't ever fix your lips like collagen
And say something when you gon' end up apolog'ing
Let me know if it's a problem then
Aight, man, holla, then
[Chorus: Kanye West & Young Jeezy]
La, la, la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la la (Yeah!)
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me, was you saying something?
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Let the champagne splash, let that man get cash
Let that man get past
He don't even stop to get gas
If he can move through the rumors
He can drive off of fumes 'cause
How he move in a room full of no's?
How he stay faithful in a room full of hoes?
Must be the pharaohs, he in tune with his soul
So when he buried in a tomb full of gold
Treasure, what's your pleasure?
Life is a-uh-depending how you dress her
So if the Devil wear Prada, Adam Eve wear nada
I'm in between, but way more fresher
With way less effort
'Cause when you try hard, that's when you die hard
Your homies looking like, "Why, God?"
When they reminisce over you, my God
[Chorus: Kanye West & Young Jeezy]
La, la, la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
Excuse me, was you saying something?
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing
You can't tell me nothing
Uh-uh, you can't tell me nothing
[Outro: Kanye West & Young Jeezy]
La, la, la la
Wait 'til I get my money right
La, la, la la
Then you can't tell me nothing, right?
(I'm serious, nigga, I got money)
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that fuckin blue man group ice glass bell thing just tinkin in the back
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