50 Cent Slams Record Exec Irv Gotti For Claiming DMX Overdosed On ‘Bad Dose Of Crack’: ‘Idiot’

50 Cent Slams Record Exec Irv Gotti For Claiming DMX Overdosed On ‘Bad Dose Of Crack’: ‘Idiot’







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50 Cent is coming hard at DMX’s former business partner Irv Gotti for claiming the legendary rapper OD’d on crack mixed with fentanyl.

50 Cent is furious with record executive and Murder Inc. co-founder Irv Gotti for claiming in a radio interview that his former business partner DMX suffered a heart attack stemming from a “bad dose of crack.” The rapper — real name Earl Simmonsdied at a White Plains, NY hospital on Friday, Apr. 9, one week after suffering a massive heart attack at his home. Fif called Irv an “idiot” for making his claims that DMX’s condition was caused by crack laced with the highly potent synthetic opioid fentanyl.

Fiddy — real name Curtis Jackson III — posted the audio clip of Irv making the statement to his Instagram page on Thurs. Apr. 29. The Power executive producer wrote in the caption, “This guy is a idiot, did he just say DMX died from smoking crack and fentanyl! why would he say that?”

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Gotti, who signed DMX to Def Jam Records in the 1990’s, said in an Apr. 23 interview with 107.5 WGCI in Chicago, “When he got to the hospital, he got diagnosed with COVID and he couldn’t breathe — you know that COVID messes with your respiratory system — so that’s why he had to get hooked up to the ventilator. But they said before he did, they was, ‘His brain died.’”

For Irv — real name Irving Domingo Lorenzo Jr. — he never wanted to see 50-year-old DMX living in a vegetative state. “Once they said that, I was like, ‘I don’t want to see X like that,’” Gotti explained. “I said, ‘If he comes back, I want him to come back and be X. If he’s gonna be brain dead and a vegetable, I don’t want to see him like that,’ you know what I’m saying? I think when it got down to it, he couldn’t survive without being on that machine. He’s gone.”

While 50 Cent didn’t share an Instagram post mourning DMX, he’s furious with the rapper’s former business parter Irv Gotti for claiming X died from a ‘bad dose of crack.’ Photo credit: Shutterstock.

Irv said that he was “at peace” with the fact that DMX was “with God now. He’s such a spiritually connected person that all the wrongdoings he may have done are gonna kind of be forgiven. I just feel like he’s up there, he’s at peace and he’s not fighting no demons no more and he’s in a better place. When I die, I’ll see my man again.”

Irv Gotti signed DMX to Def Jam Records in the 1990s and produced several of his hit singles. Photo credit: Shutterstock.

50’s fans were divided about his Instagram post nearly a week after Irv made the claims. Several trolled the mogul for not even posting originally about DMX’s condition when he was hospitalized, or his passing. Follower @jm_bk2 told him, “Fif ain’t say nothing else bout Dmx but he gon post this,” while  @r.e.v.o. called out Fiddy, commenting, “You ain’t post sh*t about DMXs passing, but you wanna post this sh*t up Fif?” Fan @sharin_cuzzos accused him of wanting attention, writing, “When you looking for any reason to start trending.”

But others thought it best to leave the drug talk out when it came to mourning DMX. Follower @jnotes20xx commented, “Wrong or right is not his place to comment on that man’s death,” and @ton_makla added, “It doesn’t matter how he passed. He is still a legend!!!! of the iconic rapper, actor and songwriter.

 

Ashanti Is Shocked She ‘Never Knew’ Producers Wanted J.Lo On Fat Joe Song Instead Of Her — Watch

Ashanti Is Shocked She ‘Never Knew’ Producers Wanted J.Lo On Fat Joe Song Instead Of Her — Watch

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Ashanti sings the iconic hook on Fat Joe’s ‘What’s Luv?’ but it turns out producers liked the idea of Jennifer Lopez to make it an anthem ‘for the Latinos.’

Fat Joe and Ashanti‘s “What’s Luv?” is an early 2000s anthem, but it turns out the tune almost had another female singing the chorus: the one-and-only Jennifer Lopez! In an Instagram Live between Joe, 49, and Ashanti, 39, the rapper revealed that the songs’ writers Irv Gotti and Ja Rule had Jennifer, 50, in mind for the track. “I go to the studio, it’s like four in the morning and they play ‘What’s Luv?’ — and you’re on it!” Fat Joe began, referencing Ashanti, who had apparently already recorded the catchy hook. “And they’re yelling at me, ‘yo, this is for you and J.Lo — we want the Latinos on this.’ That’s a fact!” he confirmed.

“I never knew that!” a shocked Ashanti exclaimed, as Fat Joe — who is of Puerto Rican descent, like Jennifer — explained that he fought to keep the Grammy winner on the song. “They wanted J.Lo to do it. And I said, ‘yo, J.Lo? This girl sounds amazing here.’ And they said, ‘Yeah, we want the Latino.’ And I said, ‘we’re leaving [Ashanti] on here…that’s a fact, I’m not lying to you,” he concluded. Fat Joe and Jennifer had also worked together in the past, as he and the late Big Pun appeared on her 1999 song “Feelin’ So Good.”

Ashanti’s mouth was wide open with surprise as she once again said, “Joe, I never knew that.” The Chapter II singer appeared furious for a moment, as she exclaimed, “Oh my god, [Irv’s] still pulling records and trying to pull records from me.” Irv, who founded the Murder Inc. record label that catapulted Ashanti, Ja Rule, and many others to stardom, has a tense relationship with the R&B songstress due to their storied history: the famed producer admitted on The Wendy Williams Show that he and Ashanti engaged in a relationship years ago when he separated from his wife, but that they no longer talk.

🤦🏾‍♂️🤦🏾‍♂️🤦🏾‍♂️ RT @ivieani: Yesterday, Fat Joe told Ashanti that Irv and Ja wanted to take her off “What’s Luv” and replace her with JLo instead to make it “for the Latinos.”

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“Stop, stop!” Joe urged, reminding Ashanti that the catchy tune was, indeed, a huge success. “What’s Luv?” went on to hit the number two spot on the Billboard Hot 100 charts, where it stayed put for a whopping twenty weeks straight. “It happened, it went [to the top]… at the same time, you were #1, #2, and #3 right?” he reminded her, referencing Ashanti’s hit collaborations “Always On Time” with Ja Rule and her debut solo track “Foolish.”

Last fall, the two women were also part of a similar conversation pertaining to Jen’s now-iconic “I’m Real” remix as Ashanti sings backup vocals on the recording. “I demoed the record, so I sang the whole entire record and then they took most of my lead vocals out and she re-cut her part and they left my backgrounds on,” Ashanti said back in 2016.

“Ashanti was a background vocalist, that’s it, period, don’t make a big thing about it,” producer Irv Gotti added in his Wendy Williams appearance. “Yes, it was her voice, but you know how many records have background vocals? Why y’all making a big thing out of it? Ashanti wasn’t a star [back then], she was just in the studio with me, and I was Napoleon,” the Murder Inc. founder added. Notably, Ashanti also penned Jen’s follow-up hit “Ain’t it Funny.”

Mac Miller – Goosebumpz lyrics

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Better act right cause I smack dykes
Give em blow and a bit of that bagpipe
Bitch wanna live that rap life
But I already hit that last night
Think you’re fucking with me huh?
Must be hitting that crack-pipe
I be making my money
Thank God I learned how to act right
My cash like that cocaine
Give me more, say give me more
Don’t worry about it, ain’t no thing
Big titty hoes in my videos
Classy bitch, don’t kiss and tell
Smack her ass and then wish her well
Life sucks, better give em hell
Get money, fuck girls, free Biggavel
A million in my briefcase
Gotta shop for some real estate
Up at the party with drugs though
Turn it up, bitch feel the bass
Throwing money, in your face
Feeling good, living great
Bad bitches in dip states
It’s like I think I’m Vincent Chase
With pornstars, sports cars
And my crib got a courtyard?
How we get all this money though?
You know how big his tours are?
Greedy bitch, you a needy bitch
Want some money, but need some dick
I’m about monogram
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram
My hologram

[Hook:]
We in my black Benz, windows up
Getting head, smoking blunts
Everybody know what’s up
And I turn them girls to s***s
Crib’s like a mob boss
My bitch get my car washed
We don’t stop, my dick out, her jaw drop

Cos all we do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
All she- all she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
All she wanna do is fuck f-f-fuck-fuck
Fuck

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Don’t I look like a drug dealer?
Don’t I look like I’m somebody
Killing beats with that Murder Inc.
Don’t I look like I’m Irv Gotti
Riding through with my hippy van
You broke bitches don’t give a damn
You softer than the Michelin man
Your bitch put her pussy on Instagram
Better go hard when my flow start
Your pockets is on low carbs
She do a show, she a pornstar
In the penthouse, with the pants down
With the camera out, no hands now
Those hard drugs, we don’t ran out
Can’t believe that’s someone’s grand child
She’s so bad but I like it (like it)
Wanna hear your pussy I’ll mic it
My credit card bill is righteous but
Girl that ass is so priceless
Spend the night with
The right bitch
My dick ill, my pipe sick
Small pussy, tight fit
She loves to sniff that white shit
Fuck free, no charge
I play with that pussy like mozart
Eat that pussy, I won’t starve
Love the pussy with my whole heart
Bitch named layla my clapton ho
Gimme head put the benz in captain mode
And my belt monogram
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram though
When I die bitch she fuck my hologram

[Hook:]

[produced by: Diplo]

Jidenna – BET Cypher Lyrics

[Intro: Jidenna]
Primo, you ready to set it off?

[Verse 1: Aaron Cooks]
Yellow lives matters
Yellow God, nappy head trapper
Mack daddy, daddy macker
Criss cross with the wrist, I whip backwards
I walk on water in black Louie
Scoop some up in a pot and get back to it
The light skin Makavelli [?]
Valentino Nino sipping pinot, kilos in his Chevy
I turn your favorite rapper to Casper
Take his blood and make a masterpiece disaster
How you master the pieces
When you don’t own a piece of your master lil’ nigga
You gotta pardon me fam
But you was talking like you had a whole [?]
Only pennies I ever needed was Janet
Feds at the door, more [?]
[Verse 2: 3D Na’Tee]
I know you heard of me
Fine as a bitch and got more bras than Bourbon Street, without surgery
See I’m a [?]
Bring me a [?] I cook like a Jamaican thief
See every year when I don’t get an award it’s such a sad reminder
That I get robbed like Blac Chyna
With no ghostwriter, shout out to Drake though
I ball out like OG Maco
Play close attention cause I’m the savior
For y’all chasing Pokémon, I be chasing paper, without a major
While y’all tearing on every silicone clone for four summers
My flow been dumb as Raven-Symone
Like BIG and ‘Pac in a female body, I body all of you
Cause I’m an author, and I’m smarter
My IQ higher than Barack daughter
Why you let them labels rape you like Darren Sharper?
The game know ain’t no rap chick harder
Than 3D Na’Tee

[Verse 3: Rain 910]
Y’all hating for nothing, well it’s equal
Got a brother that I look just like, that I don’t speak to
What makes you think you have an opinion that I care for?
Got to take it in vain from here on
That’s [?] when he’s the topic you gon’ have to read about it
Sergio Tacchini sweatsuits and [?] watches
[?] at the bottom of every bottle of [?]
Sweety it won’t be easy to leave me but keep it rocking
Never did he mean to be greedy, just needed options
It’s different pictures from different nights, it just lead to gossip
The seat is toxic, and I never needed your love
Never needed your trust, it’s just me and my drugs
This deuce is for [?], this fo’ is for [?]
It’s aces for [?], sip slow, go with the flow
This is why I always end up where there’s nowhere to go
Shit, alone on this road, it’s cold on these slopes
If I overdose right now, no one’ll know
Don’t erase that I know what I wrote
It doesn’t show when I sow
And I don’t give a fuck if nobody feel me
It’ll take a whole army to kill me
Yeah

[Verse 4: Consequence]
[?] I ain’t got no time for flee markets
A chick get with me it’s like she land free on parking
Read about me, better hit the mean market
Cause in these streets homie, we ain’t ’bout talking
Cause back when Stevie had bees like Venus
And back when Venus had bees like [?]
I was in the MPV with Irv Gotti
Hoping one day we both be in Ferraris
Just like safari, moving neck after neck
But that’s the consequences of the lifestyle you pick
Been with the shit, I was raised for the revolution
Cause I’m a Black Panther like Cam Newton
Support this on your [?] now
Cause like Usain I can’t be beaten on a track
And you can’t be seen, thinking you eating off of rap
And he yada yada yelling “Yo Cons’ is back”, uh
It’s the Cons’ fool, word

[Verse 5: Jidenna]
Here go the black Abe Lincoln, half Blake Griffin
Amish man who stay pimping, game straight women
Or maybe he doesn’t date women but he stay primping
Looking like a Muslim leader with 88 children
They still tryna feel Jidenna out though
Is he that Uncle Tom whiter than the South Pole?
A field nigga that can wiggle with a [?]
On the line like I wiggle where the [?]
Eh, these rappers all copy
They lie to the world like Ryan Lochte
Yeah I’m in the White House on occasion
In the gentlemen’s club on occasion
But it’s way too many dollars in that fake ass bubble
Man I call that inflation
I guess fake is the new real
And everyday I’m tryna daze on a new pill
They see collard greens are the new kill
Well money talks, and nigga sales