Drake – Nice for what

 

 

 

Drake – Nice for what

I wanna know who mothafuckin’ representin’ in here tonight
Hold on, hold on
I keep lettin’ you back in (lettin’ you back in)
How can I, explain myself?
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for me
There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me (Lil Weezyana shit)
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me (Murda on the beat)
Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
Care for me, care for me, I know you care for me (A song for y’all to cut up to, you know?)
There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me (yeah)
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me
Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
Everybody get your mothafuckin’ roll on
I know shorty and she doesn’t want no slow song
Had a man last year, life goes on
Haven’t let that thing loose, girl, in so long
You’ve been inside, know you like to lay low
I’ve been peepin’ what you bringin’ to the table
Workin’ hard, girl, everything paid for
First, last phone bill, car note, cable
With your phone out, gotta hit them angles
With your phone out, snappin’ like you Fabo
And you showin’ off, but it’s alright
And you showin’ off, but it’s alright (alright!)
It’s a short life, yeah
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for me
There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me
Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
That’s a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin’ up on these niggas
You gotta, be nice for what, to these niggas?
I understand
You got a hunnid bands
You got a baby Benz, you got some bad friends
High school pics, you was even bad then
You ain’t stressin’ off no lover in the past tense
You already had them
Work at 8 A.M., finish ‘round five
Hoes talk down, you don’t see ‘em outside
Yeah, they don’t really be the same offline
You know dark days, you know hard times
Doin’ overtime for the last month
Saturday, call the girls, get ‘em gassed up
Gotta hit the club, gotta make that ass jump
Gotta hit the club like you hit them mothafuckin’ angles
With your phone out, snappin’ like you Fabo
And you showin’ off, but it’s alright
And you showin’ off, but it’s alright
It’s a short life
Uh-huh! (Oh yeah!)
These hoes! (They hate!)
Your boy! (Today!)
I may! (Watch the breakdown)
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for me
There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me
Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
Gotta make that jump, gotta make that, gotta, gotta make that
Gotta, gotta, gotta g-g-gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta
Gotta, g-g-gotta, gotta, gotta make that jump, jump (let’s go)
Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, lift it up, bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, over, over, over, over (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
Bend it over, lift it up (Make that jump, jump)
That’s a real one in your reflection
Without a follow, without a mention
You really pipin’ up on these niggas
You gotta be, nice for what, to these niggas?
I understand
Care for me, care for me, you said you’d care for me
There for me, there for me, said you’d be there for me
Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d cry for me
Gotta hit the club like you hit them, hit them, hit them angles
It’s a short life
Cry for me, cry for me, you said you’d die for me
Give to me, give to me, why won’t you live for me?

 

La primera máquina de karaoke la introdujo el cantante Daisuke Inoue, pero el éxito fue un poco por casualidad, ya que la gente asistente a sus conciertos insistía en poder cantar junto a él, gracias al experimento interactivo tan novedoso. Cuando el cantante vió el gran potencial del invento, lo patentó en un primer modelo consistente en una máquina a la que había que echar una moneda para que funcionase

 

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En América y Europa se hicieron bastante conocidos este tipo de actividades, sobre todo en los bares, cuyo público era mayormente joven. Principalmente, el corazón del canto al vacío son las máquinas de karaoke, las que constan de una pantalla, mecanismo de supresión de voz, lector de DVD’s, además del sistema de sonido. Al principio, las máquinas tenían un lector de cintas, pero luego se cambió a las clásicas cintas de DVD’s. Se han llegado a abrir lugares especiales en los que sólo se puede hacer karaoke, además de comer y beber. Sin embargo, hay otros lugares que no están dedicados completamente a prestar el servicio del karaoke, pero establecen algunos días de la semana para ofrecerlo. Hoy en día, las máquinas son mucho más modernas, con pantallas de alta definición y de gran tamaño, al igual que un sonido potente. De igual forma, existen concursos a nivel mundial de esto e, incluso, han llegado a ser televisados.